non-lucid

Non-dream
Non-lucid
Lucid

Dream 1: Number
I'm scrolling through my Whatsapp conversations. I see the name of the girlfriend of my housemate. I see a message popping up that she has accepted me as a contact. I figure that it must have happened through Line [whatsapp alternative]. I had her number, Line automatically added her, which notified her and allowed her to accept me.. and that passed through to Whatsapp.

In reality I don't have her number. The process through Line is accurate, but the Whatsapp part makes no sense.

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» I'm talking to my friend T. She asks me how the Amsterdam Dance Event was. I tell her it was fine.

I went to ADE last weekend.

» I see my ex-girlfriend dancing. She's always been a good dancer. Her moves look good from the waist up, but if you look at the feet it looks really weird. A ballerina on her toes, but that doesn't fit what she is doing at all. Her feet are covered in bandages

Dream 2: Cars & girls
I'm standing in front of a counter with someone. There is a girl working behind it. It's like a reception desk, made from wood. There is a box-shaped item on the counter and from my perspective, in front of this item are her car key and another key. She mentioned something about keeping our stuff safe and in return I mention that her keys are here and I could've swiped them if I wanted to. I also say I did it once when she wasn't looking, though I didn't. We try using the clicker, to see if it will unlock her car from here. To my right is the exit which has some glass walls and immediately after is the parking lot. She tells me it works. I ask her where her car is cause I don't see it. She mentions a car type, but I can't recall which one, just that it didn't make much sense and I still didn't know what to look for. I scan the parking lot from left to right and see her car to the right all the way in the back. I recognise it from the orange lights blinking once you unlock it remotely. Her left passenger door has opened cause of it. An older man who is walking by closes it.

My cousin and I are getting a ride home from Sophie, a girl we met years ago and haven't seen since. I'm sitting in the back to the right. Sophie is driving, her steering wheel on the right side. In the Netherlands, steering wheels are on the left side. She has a cigarette in her right hand, but has crossed her arm over her body so that her hand is to the left of her body. I look outside. We're in my mom's street. The playground looks awesome! There are a bunch of canoes about 3 meters from the ground, connected through pipes or something alike. Some men are chilling on top of it. I notice quite a big spot of sate sauce on the interior of the car [on the plastic 'wall' to the right, which has a brown/beige colour] and mention it to her. I manage to wipe some off with a banana peel. She looks behind her to see what's up. It's a straight piece of road now, so it's ok for a moment. I tell her to watch out, cause there is a 90° turn to the right ahead, and a car parked just ahead as well. She reacts really slowly. Less than a meter before impact I reach over for the handbrake, but I'm too late. She has already hit the brake though and miraculously not hit the parked car. Her car came to an immediate stop just a few centimetres away from the parked car. We both wonder if she didn't hit it. Well we didn't feel a bump, so...

It's now my best friend and I who are getting a ride from his sister. She parked the car in front of my mom's house. She gets out, I get out, my friend is still inside. He's somehow laying all the way from front till back, apparently exhausted. His sister says that she knew she he wouldn't be able to make it home the moment she saw his bike. I look at his sister attentively. Wait.. am I starting to fall in love with her? No way. His sister! I look again. She isn't even attractive to me, braces and all. Why am I falling for her? It feels as if the feelings for Sophie [who we thought was an attractive girl] are projected unto her.

Non-dream
Non-lucid
Lucid

Dream 1: Chickens
I'm sitting in what seems like a windowsill with my girlfriend and another girl. My girlfriend leaves for a moment and the girl asks me what I see in my girlfriend. I don't know. She then says that maybe I should be satisfied and shouldn't chase after perfection. My girlfriend comes back. The girl mentions something about having fed her livestock. I can't remember the specific animal. Shit! I have to feed mine too. One type of animal can go a bit longer without food because they've somewhat recently been fed, but I haven't fed my chickens since I got them. The girl tells me to hurry, cause the place where we keep our animals closes at 9pm. I have about 5 minutes left. I jump up, do something at a white (kitchen)counter and leave.

Apparently I was at my mom's place. The animals are in the next flat. I'm laying on the grassfield in between the two, behind a sort of bamboo fence that givea me some cover to hide myself (barely though). To get to my chickens I have to enter the apartment of a young woman who lives on the 6th floor. I'm not sure how to enter unseen from the front and from the back it would mean climbing 6 floors of balconies. That seems like too much effort. My girlfriend is already on the walkway of the 6th floor with the woman, about to enter her apartment. She is to distract her. If it takes too long this might involve having sex with her. My girlfriend's sister is walking across the grassfield in my general direction. I call her over. I need her to stay here for just a second so that if the woman looks over she thinks that I'm here with my girlfriend. Her sister really looks a lot like her (but not in real life). The woman spots me easily and recognises the ruse. She makes a sound and a great number of cats appear to scare me off.

Dream 2: High little brother
I'm in my mom's house, walking from the hallway, through the living room to the kitchen. As I'm almost entering the kitchen my little brother comes crawling to the living room. He's high as hell and can't walk right now. He may have been meowing.

I watched a programme on NatGeo just before going to bed. It was about PCP and mentioned that people get really high and might amongst others start to bark like a dog.

Dream 3: Race!
There's a race in which I'm participating. Part running, part swimming. I recall seeing some beautiful tropical islands from a birds eye view. I end up in a big old timey house. We have to discover the correct way out to continue. There are a number of rooms, floors and stairs and I recall seeing only one other contestant. An overweight Chinese guy I believe. I discover a somewhat hidden passage. I need to pull away two pieces of wood and some piano-ish string. I enter and turn 90 degrees right. There's a passage. Just as I'm about to continue a hand passing through an opening in the wall. It's the butler. Lunch time. It's something that involves tomatoes. Damn. The Chinese guy was watching me, so he'll probably take this passage and get ahead of me if I go for lunch now. But I might not have enough energy for the final leg of the race if I don't eat. I go for lunch.

I'm outside with my Ghanese classmate. We finished the race and we have a single sheet, with amongst others a mark at the top, depending on how well we did. I got a 3.something and he a 4.something. Man that's bad. That means I gotta get a 9 or something on the exam to average a 5.5, which is a passing grade here (apparently I also suck at math).

Dream 4: Gathering
I enter my old timey house with a friend. There are multiple stairs that take you to different floors and sometimes the same floor but to the other side. I want to go up a set of stairs but have to pass the toilet which my Japanese housemate is using (we lived in the same dormitory in Indonesia). He waits with opening the door and when he comes out, shakes my friend's hand. Before washing his hands? Blegh.

I'm in my room now, which is really big. Also old timey. I have an enormous elliptical table that could fit 20 people and an entire kitchen area. More and more people join. Classmates apparently. Funny, I invited only 1. I don't mind though, it's fun. I don't know from where, but someone got food. People are also enjoying tea. I apologise for not having milk or sugar, cause I never put that in my tea.

Non-dream
Non-lucid
Lucid

Dream 1: Hiking
I'm out in the nature. I'm not sure whether I'm hiking for fun or whether I'm passing through. There is a hill and close to it are a few run down buildings. There are a few people coming up the hill. The ascend is not that steep. They are carrying some items, such as a bag. The boy(?) who's in front is struggling a bit. I encourage him by saying they've already made it past the heavy part. They're now standing on the highest point and are about to descend again.

Dream 2: Dangerous people
I'm outside. It's dark already. I'm crossing a 2 or 3 lane street either with a moped or a car. From my left there is a car approaching, a Tesla perhaps. I safely make it to the other side of the road and I park the car next to some others. I see a moped driving into the parking lot. The guy who's driving it is wearing full protective motor gear. Somehow I know it's my 16 year old brother. I walk up to him. I'm mad cause he doesn't have a license to drive yet. I ask him about it and he's playing it cool. I tell him to wait cause I didn't lock the car yet. I feel like punching him in the jaw. I go back to the car and 2 Middle Eastern guys show up. One of them is still a teenager, wearing glasses. I'm keeping the car for my neighbour Olaf (in reality a Middle Eastern or Moroccan guy named Bilal). They are his relatives and want to take the car with them. I tell them I won't give them the car cause I'm not sure that they are his relatives. I ask them to name his date of birth as proof that they know him. The kid with glasses gives me 2 birth years cause he's not sure. Yeah that's not gonna cut it... They end up taking the car with them, with me in the back. I think it might have been a black or white BMW.

We end up at... a building. First it's a shop run by a few women and what they are selling is kids related. Not too sure what it is anymore. I talk to one of the women for some reason. She is a bit busy, first with a kid, then the phone rings. She apologises and I say I understand. At some point I have "Olaf's" papers in my hands. One of the documents reads something like "non-government", or something similar which makes me wary of the legitimacy of the document. I end up sitting with a bunch of apparently dangerous people, as one woman tells me. I wanna get out of this mess. A few of the dangerous guys leave. I'm left with the woman and another man. He makes a snorting motion to ask if I do drugs. The woman replies slightly condescending that I don't snort. The guy looks at me even more condescending. If only they know I did it once. He puts a joint in his mouth and asks if I smoke. I'm good.. thanks. I just wanna get the hell away. I start walking, but just as I'm nearing the edge of the parking lot the guy calls me back. Fuck. Almost made it. He wants me to tell him a rude joke or something alike, something like what you'd say at a roast. I tell him I don't wanna be rude (because I don't want him to shoot me in the face). He insists, laughing all the way. I think at this point he is wearing something that resembles a cowboy hat or a straw hat. I still refuse, because I feel like either I might cross the line or he might laugh and still shoot me for extra fun on his part.

Dream 3: Harry Potter
I'm standing in a room with someone. There's a table nearby. The decoration is quite cheery. The following occurs maybe 4 times: a boy or girl enters the room, introduces him/herself and gives me a present that is Harry Potter themed. A couple of times it's a bouncing ball inside another ball. Ow perfect, I can use those for juggling. It feels like I'm being welcomed into a new family by my new stepbrothers and stepsisters, or something alike.

Non-dream
Non-lucid
Lucid

Dream 1
It's daytime and I'm standing outside somewhere. In traffic I believe but close to an escalator. I call my old boss from the time I worked at Telfort. Not entirely sure what we talked about, but he's on his way. Somehow it feels like he's coming by motorcycle, which he doesn't have.

I enter the Telfort shop and one of my old colleagues is standing there. We talk for a bit. I remember me mentioning Vodafone, a competitor.

I am standing in my mom's kitchen, which is the backoffice for the Telfort shop. I'm with the earlier mentioned former colleague and someone else walks in. He started working there after I left, so he doesn't know me. We talk for a bit, but I feel some slight tension. Not too fond of the guy.

Dream 2
I am watching what seems like a documentary, which happens in 'full view'. It looks like a high-school toilet area, with a tile floor. The camera is positioned low, so that I have a sideways view of two teenagers laying on the ground. Documentary style, their names and ages are shown with white letters. I forgot their names, but the guy was 17 and the girl 16. While you can't actually see any of the action, it becomes obvious that they are having sex, right there in the middle of the toilet area, not even in the stalls. I think it's slightly odd that this is being aired. Is this even legal? The guy asks for another drink and grabs a bottle with a dark fluid from the wall (as if there was a shelf there, except there wasn't). The girl becomes mad that he needs to be drunk for this and can't do without.

It's now the hallway just outside the toilet area. The girl is claiming that she got assaulted by the guy, who is still in there. A teacher tries to get the guy to come out. He goes into the toilets but doesn't see anyone. I mention that the guy might be in one of the stalls, with his feet on the toilet so that you can't tell he's in there.

We are in a large room with some office desks. We (= one other guy and I) are trying to identify who the guy in the toilets is. It feels as if we are cops now. We look at stuff on the computer, such as old records and what not, but come up empty. The one guy that looks like the guy in the stalls is an adult man around his 40's. In looks he reminds me slightly of Vincent van Gogh or Louis CK. To our right, just next to the desk is a group of presumably teenagers standing, whom are very interested in what we're doing. To the left the girl in question walks by. We ask her some questions to help us out. What she tells us doesn't add up. She gives us a description of the guy which includes something about his hair length, which is way off.

I am now in cuffs. It's not certain yet that I've done something wrong, but just as a precaution. We seamlessly move from the office area to an outside area. It's already dark. The person that is handling me is Paul from Spin City. Can we at least put a jacket or something over me so that not everyone has to see that I'm cuffed? I start to think about how I would act if I was on the run from the police. How far would I come?

Exactly that happens. I am running. I don't recall my hands still being tied. While running I think about how I would contact my mom. Obviously I'd throw my own phone and simcard away, or else the police would trace it. I could send a message from a new phone and simcard, but my mom's phone might be tapped. I would have to ask a stranger to use his... but then they would know that stranger's location and thus also that I'm in the vicinity. Apparently that vicinity is in the southern part of the Netherlands. Ok I got it: that stranger needs to text a friend in the northern part of the Netherlands to text my mom. That will throw the cops of my trail. I'm running across still standing traffic. I run in between two cars and perform an aerial [freerunning move] to get by them, though that wasn't really necessary. Sweet! I can do that. Never nailed an aerial before. I'm not sure what I did, but I end up running back to where I came from. I perform another aerial, but from a less optimal position. I land, but need to touch a car with my hand for a moment for balance. I think it might've been an orange car. I continue running and put my hand on the rearlight for a moment for an extra push.

Dream 3
I meet up with my dreadlock artist from Indonesia. I think it might be a beach. Wow, his hair has become really long! How has it grown so much and has mine only grown a little bit? Then I notice that his dreads are thinner than they used to be and that halfway they have a different colour. Blond? He's using extensions! It feels weird that he of all people is using extensions, as if he is cheating.

Still on the beach, I am with my first girlfriend and her parents. We're talking about ordering drinks.

Dream 4
I'm talking to a freerunner I know, who is also a filmmaker. We are talking about healthy food and he tells me how difficult it is to find healthy food in Groningen. No it's not man, you just gotta stay away from the candy and all that stuff. While this conversation plays in my mind I see a totally different image. I see a trippy freerunning sequence for a videoclip. The image is turned 90° at one point.

Dream 5
I'm supposed to use a syringe to draw some blood from myself. It's supposed to go into my belly, next to my belly button. I'm quite nervous about it. The only syringe I have left is one I already used once. That's not really hygienic is it... I decide to risk it. I start to look for a good spot on my belly. There are still some marks from the other syringes I used a while back. Don't wanna get too close to that. I start taking deep breaths, which causing my belly to also move in and out. This in turn causes me to accidentally insert the syringe already to the left side of my belly. I decide to roll with it and push it further in. Man this feels weird. It kinda hurts a bit.

A few months ago I had to do this daily for 30 days, except I had to inject myself instead of drawing blood.

Non-dream
Non-lucid
Lucid

Dream 1
I am in my classroom at my Indonesian university. I'm alone, sitting behind a light brown table. In come 3 girls. I worked together with them and 3 other people on a group project. They put a single paper on the table with all of our names on it and a number of O behind it. The more O's behind it, the more you contributed to the group paper. They have given themselves 4 O's and me 2 O's. They want me to sign. Like hell I will! This is ridiculous. I wrote the whole last section on my own. Ow wait no, that was the other project we worked on together. On this one they pulled all the work to themselves. One of them fakes my signature. Wait, didn't we already get our grades for this?

Dream 2
I'm with a couple of my best friends. The setting is a combination of a sort of cloud city with ancient Greek architecture, the pillars specificly. One of my friends apparently is holding a secret from me, which one of my other friends is willing to tell me. He tells or asks me something very softly and I ask him to repeat it louder. He does, but intentionally loud enough for the other friend to hear it as well, and makes sure to mention his name. The friend who the secret belongs to says he doesn't want me to know, cause I live with Karin and she can't keep secrets. Dude! I'm not the only one who lives together with people in a house. It doesn't mean I will tell. He has to admit I'm right.

Dream 3
I feel like this dream might have actually preceded Dream 2. I went to play soccer with a couple of people, also in a sort of cloud city setting, but a little more run down. It also feels like this might be in Indonesia. I don't really remember the details of it, except that I was apparently with Jel at some point. I go to a toilet somewhere, one which doesn't have any privacy. A woman with short, gray hair is sitting on one of the toilets, without there being any walls separating her from others. The toilet is nothing more than a hole she is squatting above. I'm not sure if I actually end up using a toilet, but I walk out again to find my friends who are sitting at a table. They've already started on a story and don't wanna fill me in. I feel unwelcome in this situation.

Dream 4
It's more like I'm witnessing this dream than actually participating in it. There is an epic battle going on.. or I should say more of a slaughter. The Shinigami captains from Bleach are taking a beating pretty hard. The fight is taking place in a very big empty drain, though at one point there is water, there are at least 2 boats and there are bridges. The crew has to aim lemons(?) really carefully so that they end up on the bridges. A couple of failures, but also some successes. Back to the Shinigami: some of them have been eaten by their opponent. Only a few captains are left.

In a warehouse looking room, Rukia's brother (I forgot his name) summons the captains. They are instantly teleported. Rukia's brother is nothing more than a backbone in a cape that resembles the ones from Akatsuki. He's laying on the ground, along with 2 other capes. That's all the captains that are left. Two or three guys are standing. One of them is referred to as 'Okin.. eh ow Odin', a guy I know vaguely.

I finished reading a book yesterday evening about a boy who was forced to join the navy and had to man one of the cannons. That might explain something. Also I watched a Futurama episode yesterday where an alien devours the crew one by one.

Non-dream
Non-lucid
Lucid

Dream 1
It feels like we're playing a game. Something not entirely real. There is a guy standing in my mom's room. The bed is gone, but there are some plastic explosives (like C4) placed on the ground. I'm standing just outside of the room. I wanted to make a bomb out of it, but I'm not sure how to do it. The guy does it for me and explains that you gotta be careful, cause it's unstable and might explode prematurely. I move a bit to the left to take cover behind the wall if needed. He sets a timer for about 30 seconds and then tries to walk out of the room. I push him back in. This happens several times, until there are just a few seconds left. I run and the bomb goes off with the guy still inside my mom's room. The fire/smoke comes out of the room a little bit. I'm not sure if that was the correct amount of explosives to use.

The setting has flawlessly turned into my student home. I'm standing in a room that in reality is occupied by a blond girl, but in this dream by the guy I just murdered. The room has a brown laminate floor and there's a mini fridge. Just like reality, but with furniture missing. At first it was fun when it was a game, but now I have a guilty conscience. I can understand why some people think murdering is fun, but to live with knowing you murdered someone... The guy who in reality moved out earlier this week has laid dibs on the room. Whatever man. If he's not gonna pay the rent he's gonna be kicked out within a month anyway. I walk out of the room.

Dream 2
I'm in my student house. Despite the fact that this moment takes place entirely inside a room with a closed door, it feels like the orientation of the room is off with reality. As if the room has turned 90° and is also located elsewhere. I'm standing in front of the toilet, peeing. I recall my footing being weird, but not exactly how. It's the type of toilet that I like to refer to as a splashing toilet (drop a #2 and your butt might get wet). Suddenly a goldfish appears in the water. What the hell? Did he just swim here from the other side of the pipes?

Dream 3
I'm still in my student house. Everything is totally off from reality. I just found out there's a second kitchen on the ground floor, right next to the kitchen I've always been using. Sweet man! I think back about 2 days ago when I told my housemate's girlfriend that there's only 1 kitchen on the ground level. I look around. I like this kitchen more than the other one. From now on I'm definitely gonna use this one, much cleaner. I walk from this one, through another common area, to the other kitchen. In the common area there's a long black table which is quite high. Like a bar. There's a guy my age sitting there with his laptop and 1 or 2 people. He's trying to sell them a phone subscription from a company called Euphony. Huh.. that went bankrupt, didn't it? Does he even know that? I walk into the other kitchen. My laptop is standing there and I look up the info on Euphony.

Dream 4
I'm sitting in a big living room with my housemate. We're about to go stream on Twitch, but instead of playing a videogame it seems we're gonna be playing beerpong. My best friend's little brother is there to.. not sure if my best friend is there as well. Someone from the team on the other side throws the ball. I'm about to throw, but notice that the setup isn't like what I'm used to. There's a stack of cups in the middle and they are obstructing the view on the cups on the other side. There are only 6 cups on the other side and none on my side. Ehhh.

I sit in front of the computer, waiting for us to be able to play the game. In the mean time we're still streaming and people are responding. I feel like I need to interact with these people to prevent them from leaving. Some do leave the stream and that message is shown about 8 times in a row, instead of just one time. I'm totally new to Twitch, so I have no clue about what to do. Also, this keyboard really sucks. Eventually I walk away. My housemate is sitting somewhere else in the living room, sitting less than a metre away from a big screen and playing a game. I move on to the bathroom, and on a white plastic little shelf above the sink I see a can of Amstel. Ah so that's where my beer went! The can has a different lighting than the rest of the dream, making it stand out in a kind of unique way. Beautiful.

Fragment
I recall walking outside of a library and eventually going in. Not alone.

Non-dream
Non-lucid
Lucid

Dream 1
I've watched the 1st season of Narcos (about Pablo Escobar) in the last 2 weeks and I feel like this dream is related. It's night already and I'm at my mom's place. Something has disturbed me so much in the house that I've decided to take the keys of the car and sleep in the driver's seat. Unlike reality, it's a SUV type of car. I think with a light colour. Instead of reclining the seat, I bend over the passenger's seat or alternatively I put my head on the steering wheel. Even though my eyes are closed, I notice a flash. It's a cop taking pictures to collect evidence, I just know it. Then another one. I start the car and back out of the parking spot really quick, intending to go after the cop.

Still in the same street. I'm now trying to park the car, but it's going miserably. The street is always quiet traffic wise, cause it's a dead end. Now however it's busy and cars zoom by. A couple of times a car pulls into a parking spot before I can. I finally have one, one with a tree standing in the corner on the spot itself. I park, but due to an incline I roll backwards onto the street. No matter how many times I try and no matter how quick i pull the handbrake or step on the brake, no success. Until finally I've decided I have enough, hit them both real quick and park sort of acceptable. I walk over to the flat my mom lives in. Around the front door there's a group of men, all belonging to the same gang/cartel as I sort of reluctantly am a part of. I got dragged into this because my dad is the boss (he's the Escobar in this situation). I feel around and notice that I have my own set of keys, but forgot the other set of keys which holds the carkey. Must have left it in the ignition. I go back to the car. My female classmate Tan just walked around the back of the car and to the left side, where the driver's seat was when I sat in the car. I open the right door and now that's the driver's seat. I pull out the keys and ask her if this is what she was looking for. I ask her in a sort of menacing way. She's the type of person you see in movies who is not a prisoner, but sort of is, cause she's gonna die the moment she decides to leave. I go back to the front door. We stand in front of the elevator with a whole group, waiting. I look at my dad's reflection in the shiny elevator doors. Except.. my dad is me. And I am my child who looks like me. Tan starts talking to save her life. Talking about the things she'll do for my dad. The elevator opens, but it stopped a little too early. The floor of the elevator is higher than that of the ground we're standing on. "That's weird", I think to myself. And all of us squeeze in.

Dream 2
I'm playing cards with 5 other people. We're sitting at 3 small square tables, pushed against each other to form a longer table. We're sitting in 2 rows of 3 people, facing each other. I'm sat in the middle, facing my younger brother. From my perspective, on his right side is princess Beatrix of the Netherlands. To my left is a guy that until recently used to live in this house. We're sitting in the room of one of my housemates, but I'm not sure he's actually present. I can't recall the other 2 people. The princess is having a lot of fun. It feels like she's leading the game, cause we're playing it cause she wanted to. The person to my right and the princess are up. They're supposed to pick cards from the necklace of the princess and see who ends up with the highest total. After that it's my turn and my little brother. Unfair! I have to pick between the enormous amount of necklaces he's wearing. Only a few of them even hold a number. I have no clue which ones, but he does, because unlike the cards which all look the same, his necklaces differ from one another. I pick one without a number. He picks one specifically because he knows it has a high number on it. The guy to my left went downstairs for a moment. Because it's now his turn I go down the stairs to get him, but halfway down the stairs I can hear him come up again, so I go up as well. When he comes back into the room he washes his hands in the sink, as if he just went to the toilet. He then asks for toilet paper.

Dream 3
Yesterday I got the news that after several months of waiting, I'll finally get the hoodie I ordered from my uni in Indonesia. I'm in a room with several former classmates, one of my lecturers from Indonesia, my mom, my aunt and possibly more people. My classmates and I have received a big package from our uni full of stuff, such as a black hoodie with the grey logo on the side of the hood and other merchandise. I'm excited about it. My mom talks me into the hoodie being nicer if I take the hood and sleeves off. Halfway through tearing of the hood by using a tearaway line, I start regretting it. My mom keeps on talking, but at this point she is annoying the hell out of me. My aunt assures me that this can be fixed. I believe I also mess up my earplugs somehow.

My mom and another aunt are shouting at each other, but in between they are laughing with each other. That's a good thing I suppose..? At least they're on speaking terms again.

Dream 4
I'm part of a group. We're on the south part of an island. Some of our members have gone out to explore parts of it yesterday and are still to return. One of them is (or reminds me of) Fiona from Burn Notice. She went to the west part of the island with a horse and has already come back. I think someone also went to the east part. I imagine most of the island being a dried up, semi-desert type of place, like the old west. Our leader is standing in front of the group giving a speech or something alike. One of the members asks why Malfoy hasn't returned yet. Fiona shakes her head at the leader. Not because Malfoy was tragically lost, but because she wants to leave before he returns (though something tells me she might've had something to do with his disappearance). Our leader feels the same way about him and makes up an excuse.

Dream 5
I'm exploring the city with a couple of classmates. This includes hopping on and off the tram. The only classmate I do specifically remember being there is an older balding guy with glasses.

Non-dream
Non-lucid
Lucid

I didn't have enough time to immediately write everything down, so last night's dreams are a little vague in my mind.

Dream 1

Spoiler for Adult dream:

I am on a bed which has white sheets. It's a pretty big bed, though I haven't looked around to see how big exactly it is. I am with a coworker: a guy with blond hair. There's also a girl, though I'm not sure who she was anymore. I feel like she is Indonesian. We've agreed on having a threesome. Sorry if you expected the full details, not gonna happen After a while I can tell the girl isn't feeling at ease due to my co-worker acting like an asshole, being somewhat psychologically abusive even. After the fact I talk with the girl to see if she is alright. In the mean time, my co-worker continues being an asshole and goes to talk to her mom. Even though I didn't see the girl's mom, I somehow know it was my girlfriend's mom... in the bedroom of my mom. Makes sense, right?

Dream 2
I'm in what looks like an operabuilding. I'm watching a movie, along with many other people. I recognise one of the actresses on screen, though I don't know her name.* There's a moment when I'm walking around, along with some other people. A break perhaps. Later the movie turns into something different... Spider-Man? Or something espionage related, I'm not too certain

*Had to look it up. Her name is Octavia Spencer.

Dream 3
I have an appointment with my physical therapist at 10:00, instead of my usual 11:00. I forgot though, so now it's already 10:30 and I'm still at home. Slight panic. I call my PT and a woman answers the phone. She tells me to just come.

I'm riding my bicycle on the way to my PT. It should take about 5 minutes but I have no idea how long I've been on the bicycle already. I have a timeless feeling. I also end up getting lost. I park my bike and continue to walk, but this isn't gonna be faster, is it? Maybe I should ask Google Maps for help. It's not a real nightmare, but it was definitely unpleasant.

Fragments
- I'm walking with 1 or 2 people. One of them resembles Obama. He makes a comment about my cousin, though I can't recall what it what.

- San, one of my best friends is attempting to open the lock on my bicycle, but he can't get it done. I help him out.

- I am home alone with San's mom.

Non-dream
Non-lucid
Lucid

Dream 1
It's evening. I'm with a girl that I went out with a few times last year and haven't seen or spoken to since. I go inside a room or building while she stays outside. I'm sitting in a circle. The only person I do recall recognising is sitting across me, Tessa, a tv host. We're playing a game, or maybe just having fun. Either way it ends up with her using a waterhose with adjustable pressure to hose some of us down. I end up walking over and taking the hose... and doing the same thing to others. At one point I'm a bit concerned that I may have used a bit too much pressure while aiming at the face of the girl that was sitting to my left before I got up. Eventually the girl that I went out with comes into the room.. or looks over the wall, something like that. She has been waiting for me all this time. I tell her I'll be out in a minute. I might have changed into some dry clothes at this point, not too sure about that. I go outside into a dark parking lot. I'm surprised she has been waiting for me all this time. I guess that means we're going home together. I just need to take a quick pee. I look around the parking lot and see a moveable object, about the size of a car. It's a kind of urinal. People have moved it over there, but for some reason a couple of men are standing close to it and peeing on the ground instead. Someone has warned the police, who are now coming to intervene. I suddenly start to wonder. This girl lives in city #1, studies in cities #2 and #3. I live and study in city #4, where we currently are. What is she doing here?

Not sure if this is a different dream or a continuation of the last one.
I'm standing in the bathroom of my mom's house. My cousin is standing in front of the sink, brushing his teeth. Not sure what my mom and I are doing, but we're also in the bathroom. The girl has apparently come with me to my mom's house. She enters the bathroom through a door next to the sink.* She is wearing my white bathrobe. I notice immediately that she is quite flat-chested.^ My mom asks her if she is [my gf who she hasn't met yet]. Panicking, I attempt to hush my mom. She asks again. I'm not sure what happened to the girl. At this point I think my mom is dense and ask my cousin if he would understand if I did 'this' to him [I place my hand over his toothpaste/spit covered mouth]. He doesn't get the hint either.

I'm messing around my desk in my room at my mom's house. My cousin has left some stuff here which he should've cleaned up. A hamburger, a plate.. perhaps more. It all falls to the ground. When I go into the living room to mention it, he becomes very apologetic about it.

*There is no door there in reality.
^She is quite the opposite in reality.

Dream.. 2? 3?
I'm sitting on the couch with one of the guys I shared a dorm with back in Indonesia. There's another guy, but I can't recall who. We're asking my dormmate questions about.. his homecountry I guess? I vaguely hear someone calling me. Class is going to start. A group of people is walking in one direction. I get up and join. The layout of the classroom: there's 1 or 2 desks at the front where 4/5 people are sitting, because they will continue the presentation that they didn't finish last lesson. All the others are seated on chairs without desks, in neat rows behind one another. I see a classmate sitting that I don't particularly care for. I hate to admit it, but she looks good with the skirt she's wearing. A little short though, as I can see her underwear for a moment. I sit down in the front row, next to another classmate. Another classmate then sits down next to me. She went out looking for a new room yesterday. I asked her if she got it. She did. Nice. The classmate I don't like is sitting one row to the back and starts talking with us. I notice that a part of her left leg looks even more pale than the rest of her already pale body. She has a fresh tattoo, still wrapped. It's an ad for a storage place or a butcher or something alike, phone number and all. I wonder why in the hell she would do such a thing. There's a moment to ask questions to the teacher. I ask her a question about one of the electives and get my answer. Then the presentation starts. I get asked if I have a question. I reply.. vaguely. I'm distracted by the fact that I suddenly have no vision in my right eye. I feel like this might be stress induced or like when you press your eyeball and you see all kinds of weird stuff. I can't focus at all on the presentation so I just bluff my way through my question/comment. I can't even remember what the presentation is about while I'm sitting there... Cambodia? The only thing I know for sure it's about an Asian country

I wake up. I can hear it raining outside. It takes me a while to realise I'm no longer in Jakarta, but back home.

I didn't sleep too well last night. I went to bed around 00:15 because I really wanted to finish the book I was reading and woke up somewhere between 06:00 and 07:00. I told myself I shouldn't get up to pee, because everytime I do I have trouble falling asleep again... which is exactly what happened after I got up to pee. I did eventually sleep another hour or 2.

Dream 1
I'm at the airport, about to head back to the Netherlands from Indonesia. Me, my girlfriend (who lives in Indonesia) and some others are standing at the top of one of those ladders which is mounted on a car. I look down and see some luggage, including my 2 items. Glad to see that they're actually going into the plane. I feel sad. I didn't expect that saying bye would be this hard.

Dream 2 This dream was about Game of Thrones. Don't think there's much spoilerish stuff about it, but just in case.

Spoiler for .:

It's basically like watching tv, because I am not taking part in anything. Except the tv is all that you see. The scene takes place in a big room. It's difficult to describe, but the colours of the room were brownish and gold at least. Cersei is sitting on a chair. She is openly arguing with Marjorie in front of everyone. Marjorie pushes a kind of small pillar into Cersei's lap, letting her know she's had it with her. She turns around and starts to walk away. Angry, Cersei orders for her to be arrested and taken to the High Septen (or however you spell that). Soldiers come out to take her. Tommen shouts for them to stop, but they don't. He shouts that they have to listen to him because he is the King's Hand. He walks after them while shouting it, barely passing an older man (his grandfather?), wearing a green vest. This man calmly states that he is not. I am confused by Tommen's statement that he is King's Hand (because he is the king).

Dream 3
Again like watching television. There are two rows of brown, sober desks, standing behind one another. Each desk has enough room for maybe 4 people. It's a sort of council. The image that pops up is Sam (from GoT) wearing a brown monk's robe. One man is standing in front of the desks. There is to be a vote on several matters, but the men behind the desks refuse to vote. One of them stating that he'd vote in favour of what the guy in front of the desks is saying, but that they swore not to vote. These two desks are called the Low Chamber. The view then changes and I see at least 2 more rows of desk (though I think there were more) behind the first 2. They are elevated and called the High Chamber. Here too men are refusing to carry out their duties. To the left of the desks are two big whiteboard: one for the HC, one for the LC. The man writes something on the HC one, a shitty task to be executed by the man who stated that the HC refused to cooperate, as a form of punishment.

Dream 4
I'm sitting on a bus, laptop on my lap. I get an incoming message from my cousin who lives in another country, though the interface doesn't resemble anything I use in real life (such as FB). She tells me that it's an emergency and asks me where the key to the house is. First I think something happened to the youngest of her children, but she tells me that her child is fine. She tells me there is a fire inside the house and that she needs to get in. I try to type, but I can't hit the right keys due to all the bouncing of the bus. Which house is she talking about? Her house? No clue where the spare key is. My mom's house? There is no spare key!

Dream 5
There are two short and small brickstone walls. About 1 meter high, 2 meters in width. Behind them is another 'wall' that's only a few centimeters of the ground. They're lined up behind one another, perhaps a meter in between. There's also a streetlight just a few centimeters away from one of the walls. This is a perfect spot to practice some parkour. I hold on the pole of the streetlight and swing around, landing on one of the walls. I carefully and slowly jump around a bit, landing on my right leg, as I'm aware that my left leg is injured.* At one point I stand on only my right leg and am slowly coming up from a sort of low limbo position. It is at this point that I'm defying gravity.

I think there's a chance I might've become lucid here if the dream had not ended.

* Remember that knee surgery I talked about?

I think I went to bed around 00:30, but it took me a while to get to sleep due to noise coming from my housemates. I just (09:40) crept out of bed, but I've been awake for atleast an hour.

Dream fragments
- Someone is cooking something in a pan. It is done very professionally. I recall it being a man and Jamie Oliver comes to mind, though I'm not sure it was him. The contents of the pan have a dark colour.

- I'm standing maybe 1,5 meter behind Snoop Dogg. He's got really long dreads. Some are fairly regular sized in thickness, but some of them are extremely thick.
Sidenote: In real life I have dreads too.

- Something happened that involved a train. I have no recall on it whatsoever, but the feeling of having dreamt about a train is just present.

Dream 1
- I'm walking on a field. To my right is Kendrick Lamar, rapping while slowly walking towards a party tent. How awesome is that, being so near Kendrick?! He has a dark hoodie on, similar to what I often wear and it looks awesome. Seeing him look awesome in that makes me feel great because probably I look awesome in it too. I speed ahead a little bit and arrive in the tent just before him. Once I'm in the tent I turn around and see that he's not there yet. He's also stopped rapping and out of nowhere I can now hear a different song.

Dream 2
I'm standing in my aunt's kitchen with her, my grandma and my grandma's friend. There's a pan with something in it cooking. Despite it not being placed that high, my aunt has to stand on her toes to look into the pan. This makes no sense given her height. My aunt is being a little bit bold to my grandma and I comment on it laughingly. Evidently my aunt doesn't like it, because she walks out of the kitchen. As soon as she's gone, I immediate how she had hung over the pan while standing on her toes.

Dream 3
It's during the day and I'm walking outside, near a grassfield or a trackfield. Something that has drawn some people into doing outdoor activities. There's a family consisting atleast out of a father and a teenage boy (and I think one more teenage boy, but not certain anymore) who are playing football (I refuse to say soccer ) Somewhere before walking near that field I talked to 2 girls, though I don't recall what. I think it was slightly flirtatious. Later I see another girl jogging. I myself do a slight jog for several seconds before being quite tired already.

Though in a totally different setting, it feels like it is still one dream. I'm in a room that reminds me of a classroom in my high school.* I'm complaining about the shitty weather, because it's raining heavily. Someone comments that it's just 5 minutes. Yeah.. 5 minutes of really heavy rain, but it's been raining all day, making it a shitty day. Two of my female friends who don't know each other (Sel & Floor) come across each other near the door. They are encouraged a bit and it's decided they'll do a dance battle. The others and I set up to sit in a circle around the battle area. Floor is sitting in a chair and I ask her if I can sit there, since she's gonna battle anyway. She gets up and I sit down. It's a comfy chair, not the bare type you'd expect in a classroom. I'm totally soaked from the rain and now the chair is wet as well. A bit to the front and to the right is a red-brownish couch like I have in my room in real life. Some friends are sitting on it. One of them, Li is complaining that he wants another spot. He puts himself in a weird/uncomfortable position with 1 leg stretched straight into the air. Someone mentions how that's not good for the knee.^ Another friend, Sander, comes up from behind and sits on the right armrest of my chair.

I'm on the other side of the room now.° The second contestant to the battle is late. He starts his turn by doing precisions, but going too fast one after another and messes up. He does do some awesome stuff. At one point he does 5 backflip variations in a row. Stupid.. that takes way too much energy for too little points.

Still standing in the same spot, there's a thick red gymnastics mattress in the middle of the room. In quick succession, freerunners start busting out flips. They barely give each other time to get out of the way. One of my freerunning friends, Lucas, is too slow and gets pushed out of the way. It becomes faster and faster. Amazing that this spontaneous, uncoordinated thing is going so well. In the end, everyone is neatly lined up.

*About 5 years since I last was there.
^I had knee surgery a few months ago and I probably shouldn't be doing what my friend was doing.
° I watched a part of Red Bull's Art of Motion freerunning competition yesterday.

I normally prefer to write down my dreams in a physical DJ, but since I'm taking part in the dreambuddy programme I'll be keeping this DJ. I took some quick notes on my dreams from last night, since I didn't want to write them out fully twice, but that's probably led to some details being lost.

Dream 1
I'm on the train platform, waiting for the train to go to my destination.* I board a train, but it is not the correct one. I'm aware of this, but follow the logic of 'atleast it will bring me closer to my destination'. That is until I realise that this is some crappy logic. Simultaneously I'm sitting on a couch in a room, with 2 other people in the room. I have my laptop on my lap and I'm looking up travel information online to help me out on this trip. I also go on Facebook and see a message from one of my friends to another friend on the event page of an event called 'legend...[something]', to congratulate him with his birthday. The event will take place in England. Makes sense, because my friend moved to England.^ Suddenly I feel something in the back of my throat. It turns out to be some leftover breathmint. This is weird... where did it come from?

*I dream about trains more often and just about always end up boarding the wrong one.
^He totally didn't .

Dream 2
Right before I went to bed I borrowed my bicycle to a friend of my housemate. Then this dream happened:
My bicycle is gone somehow. To compensate me, my housemate has bought me a new one. This one is all banged up though and my bike was in good condition. I'm not gonna let this slide.

Dream 3
I'm walking around in what seems to be a combination of a library and a hipsterbar. There are books in bins and long brown desks where you can sit and read or work. I'm not sure where I got the info from, but the bar owner has stated that he isn't in it for the money. I don't believe him, due to the fact that he's a millionaire.

Dream 4
I'm sitting or laying down. My 1 year old cousin is sitting on my lap, facing me. Suddenly he pukes a small amount of green vomit. Yuck. In the mean time his mom explains to me that I shouldn't wander off too far to the [it was either north or south] side of town, because there are a lot of homosexuals there. Somehow it feels as if I'm in Sweden.