dream fragment

Fragment:
I'm in Hyrule Field from Ocarina of Time. I've got some clothes hanging on a line to dry.

Fragment:
I'm watching somebody struggle to color in a CDI-style Legend of Zelda image. The fill-in tool fails to target between the lines correctly.

Recalled 3 dreams last night!

Dream one
I was in my apartment and one guy had also moved in because it was somehow legal for other people to buy part of your house without your permission and move in. I was angry that I had to be around someone constantly because my place is small, and I had to be super clean and do all the chores immediately to not get judged. I didn't even talk to him I was so mad. People were staring at me from the balcony across my place. Eventually we started chatting and became friends. It turned out he was a lyricist for Katy Perry lmao.

Dream 2
Again my apartment. I was listening to a track and made fun of it for sounding like it was made in Garageband. Then my cat spilled ketchup everywhere and scared me.

Dream 3
Some crazy man abducted me in my own apartment with his cat (which turned out to be my own cat) and told me we can only leave if we use a method of "spirulization" which involved using cones and spirals. I made my two cats a cone to drink water out of. We somehow manage to leave with a bunch of other people but he says he'll shoot us if we call the police or my dream boyfriend. It also turns out said dream boyfriend was a real estate social media influencer.

Dream fragment
I was going through people's instagrams from my old school and saw a post from 2016 even though it would've been 2011 at the time and it was of a song someone made in Spanish class.

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All these dreams set in my apartment and I still didn't sus out I was dreaming!

4/15/25 (1 point)


Fragment 1 (0.5):

There is a cake, or a pie. Lots of whipped cream on it. People are getting pied in the face.

Fragment 2 (0.5):


My grandfather's oxygen tanks. He has been tired lately, and I see that his oxygen is not hooked up. I think maybe that's why he has been so tired.


4/16/25 (1 point)

Dream 1: Airport mall (1 point)

I’m with some people, in a sort of mall-like place. We stop somewhere, and I see that nearby is a kiosk where some people from India or another part of Asia have been taking pictures and filming things to put online. I think they are somewhat popular on the internet. I want to go over and look more closely, but there are clear plastic sheets hanging from the ceiling as a sort of partition. There are low openings in the partition, that I could duck through. I make it to the other side, seeing that there are other people there. Then I get the idea that I’m not supposed to be there. It’s like an air force base, or an airport on the other side of security. I try to find a way back to where I was without getting in trouble. I succeed in this, by going through a door nearby (which might lead into a coffee shop).

4/17/25 (17.5 points)

Fragment 1: Worms (0.5 point)

There are some large worms somewhere. I’m standing there, seeing them.

Dream 1: Christmas and the First of the 3-Step Tasks (Lucid) [17 points]


I stop in to a store. They sell a variety of items there, and I like to visit them around Christmas. I tell them so, and it seems that I have been stopping there quite frequently. I think I leave this store, and start going somewhere. I might be following some people in cars, or something. We go down towards maybe a restaurant, and are either looking for a place to park or are trying to follow a road that goes this way. It seems kind of difficult to get through. I think I turn around at some point, and find myself moving along straddling a screwdriver as though it were a flying broomstick. Remembering previous lucid dreams, I think perhaps I can fly on this. At this point I realize that I have been assuming that I am dreaming, somehow becoming spontaneously lucid without realizing it, I guess [+ 10 points]. I think about the competition, and whether or not I should fly. I think instead I should focus on the 3-step task. My first step was to “interact with a DC”. I reach out and grab some nearby woman by the shoulder and say something like “hey, how’s it going?” She turns around [+2 points for interaction, +5 points for first of 3-step task], but then I start to lose the dream (or think I’m losing it anyway).

4/18/25 (18 points)

Dream 1: Miller Hall (1 point)

Walking along a college campus from a school I went to. I come across a building that in waking life was torn down several years ago. Apparently, they haven’t torn it down yet, and are letting people take things from the building. I go inside, mostly to see the place where I had some of my first classes as a Freshman. They seem to have changed it around a little, with the classrooms opening into the main hallway area, which is pretty wide. The hallway area has pew-like benches lined up for people to sit in. I go to a room to my right, I think (where, years ago, they were giving away a lot of geologic specimens). There are a bunch of wood and glass cases – small, maybe two or three times the size of a cigar box, and opening from the top. People are carrying these out. I ask what they are doing with them, and they say they will just throw them away if nobody takes them. These look like antiques to me, and are nice looking anyway. Some of them have old books in them. I am told we can take whatever we want from the building. I think that it will be fun to “loot” the building.

Dream 2: Water (1 point)

I go down to the basement of one of the houses I used to live in. There is water coming out of a kind of pillar. I think that this might somehow be related to God, maybe. Something about an apostle in the New Testament being washed, and this is the kind of water one could be washed in. I get the feeling that one could be made holy by this water. I start splashing myself with it, and then stand under it. But then it seems that this might just have been a shower installed in the basement. My Dad is around somewhere.

Fragment 1: Hospital Visit (0.5 point)

My grandfather is in the hospital. Family is going to visit him. I can see them – my aunt, I think, and a bunch of kids – on a digital picture frame or something.

Dream 3: Snake on a leash (1 point)

Some kind of class. We go out to do things in a large valley/drained lake. They don’t want us to get too far away, but they don’t mind if students are being carried by large birds. I have one of these large birds, but as I go it becomes a snake. The snake goes pretty fast, and seems to glide sometimes. We go along the hillside and I think this might lead into another dream scene in which I’m supposed to be photographing a woman in different locations. She goes down into a sort of pool of water, and I’m supposed to stand on a hill or balcony above her and take pictures. I’m having difficulty adjusting the camera so that it will photograph her, and I get the idea that I’m not supposed to change the setup of the camera. I move closer to the edge and try to angle the camera down, but then some sort of dignitary shows up. I think there are a bunch of people too, and they all block my view. Eventually, I go down to where the woman is, making my way through a sort of gym to get there. I set up the camera there. This seems to be a really sketchy photo/film studio. People appear to be filming pornographic scenes around us. We carry on as though this is normal.

Dream 4: Climbing (1 point)

Trudging through mud, speculating on how they must make boots that enable people to walk through deep mud, since people apparently have done it. I get to the base of a steep hill/cliff, and start climbing up. Someone is dumping old cars down the hillside that I have to avoid. He seems skeptical that it is possible for someone to climb up the hill. I have a path figured out though, and when he isn’t dumping vehicles down the hill I make my way up. This appears to have been near where the Lord Jesus was crucified. The guy dumping vehicles thinks maybe that’s how He “got away”. I point out that it would be pretty difficult to take oneself off of a cross and then climb up a mountainside. Not only that, there was a crowd watching, and it seems like someone would have noticed.

Fragment 2: Lucidlet [10 points]

Walking down a hill. Something makes me think I should do a RC, and I try to count my fingers. Sure enough, I get 7 or so on my left hand. I think I become lucid here, but the dream seems to end soon after.

Fragment 3: Painting (0.5 point)

A guy with a large painting on his wall. It’s pretty nice. He himself is an artist, but he didn’t paint this. He does modify it, however. It is a painting of a large Arabic-style door. He paints another door behind it, and himself in between the doors. But the painting of himself is somewhat cartoonish. Then he makes some more alterations, and the door now looks out into a cyberpunk nightscape.

Dream 4: 20’s party (1 point)

I’m doing archaeology in a town. I find a structure, and start flagging it out.

I have obtained an invitation to a party. The invitation appears to be something like three envelopes inside a bag or a larger envelope. This gives me admittance into a party in someone’s house. The party seems to be 1920s themed, and they have a record and record player with 20s jazz music. People are dressed in 20’s attire. I go inside, but I seem to be a little early. This might give me an opportunity to trim my facial hair, so I find a bathroom nearby. There is someone else in there shaving. I find a mirror and start shaving as well. My face has a lot of beard stubble, and as I look closer it seems that I also have daffodils growing out of my face. But when I look again I mostly just look like I have some beard stubble.

Dream 5: Thrift Store Meeting (1 point)

Walking through a thrift store near where my grandmother lives. I decide to go check out the bargain section, and then head to another section. I think I’m looking for games. On the way, I see the headmaster from my old high school. I don’t know if he recognizes me, and I kind of awkwardly try to avoid him while wondering if I should get his attention. Then I hear my brother, and realize that they are together. We end up meeting. The headmaster seems to be carrying fragments of a broken mug. We get to talking, and he seems to want to direct me to a job opportunity. But it’s not a temporary job, he says. The job has to do with a married couple in the Philippines. They might want a married couple to hire, actually. My mother shows up, and we aren’t sure if the headmaster is trying to fix me up with a girl from the Philippines with this job opportunity. I’m looking at pictures of this, and there are other pictures. I think I’m hoping my mother won’t think I’m just looking at women on a dating site.

Fragment 4: Gas (0.5 point)

A man and a woman were sharing a bed (not sure they were a couple, they were just in the bed). The woman is sitting on the edge of the bed, and the
man has just woken up. Apparently he has passed gas, and it was so bad that he woke himself up and drove the woman out of bed.

Fragment 5: Spaceship (0.5 point)

Something about a spaceship. It might be under attack. I think it’s a video game, and I leave it for a while and then come back to find that the ship is OK. It had been going really fast – way too fast, I guess.

LAME, only three fragments!

Oh well, some recall is always better than none!

1. I was at Disney World again, but I can't remember anything about it.
2. I was selecting a hotel from a list (Thanks, San Diego Comic Con hotel selection process, for entering my nightmares. )
3. And finally, all of my social media accounts had been either cropped or hacked (I can't read my half-asleep handwriting) as a sabotage attempt.

Hmm. What if it was both, and someone hacked into all of my accounts simply to crop all of my pictures? :O

Here we go!

Dream #1 (Non-Lucid): I was at Walt Disney World, doing single rider and the System Formerly Known as FastPass to get on lots of rides.

Dream #2 (Fragment/Hypnagogic Imagery): My brain played to me the following lovely names, telling me that they are good names for women in stories: Chelsea, Lotion (!!!), and Dawn.

Dream #3 (Lucid): I was heading home. I arrived. I lived in a neighborhood in California, consisting of 3 houses with connected backyards. I opened the wrong garage door -- WHOOPS -- and sheepishly went back to mine, but I couldn't find it.

Then I was suddenly in Six Flags Magic Mountain. Somehow, this triggered my reality check. I was with T. but couldn't see her, which was annoying. I could only feel her presence. Anyway, I did the check, and thought "I think I'm awake". But I just kept thinking, how on earth did I randomly get teleported to Magic Mountain? T convinced me to do a reality check again and this time I realized I was dreaming.

At first, despite knowing that I was dreaming, I still kept looking for my house. Then, my fuzzy brain went NO you can do whatever you want! I completely forgot about the order of my three-step tasks and we just went to try casting a portal. This...Woke me up.

Dream #4 (Slightly NSFW, Non-Lucid): This lady was stripping in front of a group of guys in order to prove a point about sexism. I think I was just an observer; I was not in the group. I woke up shortly after this one.

Night of Sunday 4/6/25

Tariffs:
I'm in a banquet-type place. Some coworkers and friends from highschool are there.
I have a Samsung folding phone and take a picture of a chandelier.
The chandelier has the word "TARIFFS" written on it.
It will be knocked down soon, and the group is celebrating.
I'm jealous of somebody there who I think is going after my girlfriend.

Bad Host:
I'm hosting a party and I'm unprepared.
My house looks like my friend J's from my childhood.
My friends from the Tot group are coming soon.
I have a huge house and yard.

The Maze:
There is a girl I met at the banquet, and we are in a maze.
The maze is similar to the game "Doom".
I get Rick-Rolled at one point.
There is a helicopter piloting overhead as I have an allergic reaction to something.

Night of Monday 4/7/25

Roadtrip
I'm on a roadtrip through the desert with my Dad.
We've pulled over so I can pee on the side of the road.
There are many tiny scorpions around my feet...and I'm barefoot.
...
I'm at the hotel later and I find a big black scorpion in my pants.
It jumps out, and flips weirdly onto a dresser nearby.
A second scorpion leaps from my underwear next to the other one.

Fragment
I'm driving with my friend BM from childhood through our childhood neighborhood.

Taking Her Place
I'm at a hospital in a bed there. I'm talking about my various joint overuse injuries.
The doctor has to pee, so I'm chatting with somebody while I wait.
Somehow, I'm taking my Mom's place at the hospital.

Night of Tuesday 4/8/25

Fragment
I'm at home in my bed. I get the sense that there is somebody in the house.

Fragment
I find out that my girlfriend is cheating on me. Strong emotion, upset.

Night of Wednesday 4/9/25

Fragment
My friend CM from work is hosting a party.

Night of Thursday 4/10/25

No recall.

Night of Friday 4/11/25

No recall.

I had a dream last night which made me a little confused. I don't remember everything, but I do remember this fragment. For context, I go to an art academy, and there's a person in that class I don't like. Nothing against them, they're just not my type of person. I am neurodivergent, and VERY sensitive to specific sounds. Loud people can be literally painful for me sometimes; and the person I don't like is extremely eccentric and loud. VERY loud. They talk non-stop, and pisses off everyone because they keep disrupting our classes. They're also kinda mean and arrogant. Let's call them M.

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THE DREAM:
I'm at some restaurant with my close friends and the people from art academy. M and their friend group is in the same room of course.
M is being all loud and over-the-top, which pissed me off. I keep staring at them, thinking to myself how annoying and disrespectful M is. Meanwhile, one of his friends notices I'm staring and starts staring back at me. I quickly look away and pretend nothing happened. I turn to my friend, who was next to me the whole time, and ask them to come to the bathroom with me.
We go to what's supposed to be the bathroom, which is actually just a tiny room with yellow walls, a big round mirror with a little sink under it, and a small wooden chair in front of the sink.
My friend sits down on the chair, and for some reason, I start doing her hair. While doing her hair, I vent to her about how M is bothering me. While talking to my friend, I hear M's friend's voice behind me ask: "Why do you hate M?". I turn around and stare at them for a few seconds, as I was startled. But the thing is, I don't hate M; I just don't like them. So I ask them what they mean, and tell them that I don't know what they're talking about. They give me this intense deathstare, and ask me again with a pretty monotonous voice: "Why do you hate M?", and then out of nowhere, they pull M next to them. I'm even more surprised, so it takes me again a little time to answer. I answer "I don't hate M, I don't know where you've gotten that from!". The friend tells me to prove that I don't hate M. I stay frozen for a while, trying to think of something. Then, awkwardly, I give M a hug. I was very uncomfortable, and hated it. But M seemed happy about it, which made it even worse for me. But the friend seemed content with my choice; they just nodded, and then both them and M left. I was left very confused by the interaction, just staring off into the wall thinking: "What the hell just happened?".

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Yeah, I wouldn't call this a nightmare but it was a VERY uncomfortable and awkward dream. Very unpleasant. I hope this won't ever happen in the waking world lol. I'm never afraid of confrontation as I'm very confronting myself, but this was just terrible.

Back in Stettler. I've been given 2 new prayers. One for the kindness of Jamie's heart. And 2: to pray that she finds me. My 15 minute prayer list got longer.

Jamie 1

A dream of her standing behind a counter looking zoned out. Not responding to me.

Uh oh. That hasn't happened in a while.

Jesus

A dream of Jesus hugging my brother.


My brother is like the most anti Christian guy I know. Also why my family knows nothing about my faith. My family is toxic enough without adding extra things they could traumatize me with.

Running

I was in a field with a woman. Some guy, David, ran past us at super speed. I ran up a hill after him. The woman following behind me stopped from being tired. I kept going up but the path got way too steep. I stopped too. I think the woman was Jamie.

Jamie again

Jamie was with me outside by a building. I had very low awareness. She was trying to convince me that some tall British woman with glasses should be my girlfriend. She suggested that I write a letter to her. I reluctantly did.

Gave the letter to the woman and ran away. Me and Jamie followed the woman to a bar. Jamie convinced me to approach her again. I did with some light banter but the woman was with two other men. She then implied with a joke that maybe she would have 3 dicks in her tonight instead of two...

Okay I pretended to be into that and promptly walked away. I went outside and Jamie was there. She got in front of me. I was behind her. We were in an embrace we seemed to be having sex as we were both moaning. But I couldn't feel anything. She abruptly stopped after a minute and left.


Sigh: please no more loyalty tests. Testing in a dream is inaccurate because in a lot of dreams I lack considerable awareness. Bible says he who finds a wife finds a good thing. It says nothing about dating multiple woman or finding a girlfriend . Jesus already called on me to think of Jamie as exactly how I would a wife. Even though it hasn't happened yet. So that's the position I'm in and I'm not backing down.

Jamie 3

I was in a fast food restaurant. Jamie was working the counter. I was looking at the menu when a woman from the group behind me went around me and went to where Jamie was standing and tried to order. Jamie scolded the woman and said to wait in line until I had ordered.

I was lucid though it wasn't fully a dream. I think I was actually halfway awake but sleepy enough to still hold onto a dream-like state. I was only a passive observer and could feel quite clearly my real body laying in bed. I was having that genre of dream with Marcus where we are flying through space talking showing me different anomalies and the like.

I became lucid and I asked him, mostly just for fun, what the solution to the N-body problem was without iterating through it.

He showed some complicated mathematical equations and he explained that it requires "multidimensional recursive mathematics". The basic idea was you use an equation that takes the average of the mass and position of all bodies except one and treat that as a common barycenter, and then calculate the gravitational interaction for those two bodies using the standard 2-body formula. But then you must put the equation inside of itself and do that for all subsequent bodies effectively creating an infinite recursion loop since you need to know the equation's solution before you have solved it in order to solve it correctly. He explains that to the 'Aliens from Arrival' it's a high school math problem because they can perceive time non-linearly and the equation/branch of mathematics to solve it hasn't been discovered by humanity because you need a certain type of advanced quantum computer to do it.

He brings me to a place where there are three planets, a red mars like one, a gray mercury like one and a white icy one all gravitationally interacting with each other. He connects the red and gray one with a HUD line showing their barycenter and shows the solution and a bunch of complicated equations for the white icy planet. Interestingly the HUD is purple and it looks like my dream HUD/overlays not his.

I realized I had asked the question in jest but predictably, Marcus had given me a serious answer, and I tried to remember as much as I could about his explanation because it was interesting, even though in all honestly its probably not useful.

The dream carried on for awhile after that though it turned more into waking and actively guided thoughts and sleepy daydreaming after that.

Getting back into the flow of dream journalling, I'm reminded just how much friction there is before you actually decide to write the dream. I have the memory of recalling more, but this is all I managed to get down this morning.

I was in school, drawing, when my old principal walked in the room. He danced around it for a second, but eventually told me that I was allowed to doodle since I had a good record. My classmates were not a fan of this development, but they had little say in the matter.

Later on, in a church-like room, I walked up to a vacant piano and started playing jazz (a genre I don't play iwl). A family-friend of mine played drums in the background to accompany me. My mind now clued me into the fact that I never learned how to play this, and I was dimly aware of the unlikelihood of me hitting harmonic chords every time. I tried to move my LH to play some random keys too, but no signs of discordant music. The music was pleasant. After I finished, the same principal came up to congratulate me and ushered me back to a seat.

Later on, I was in this convenience store dining hall esque area. I knew somehow that this was a secret room of the school. The dining hall has a fridge that I walk up to. Inside the fridge is a stainless steel artifice, circular in shape, made from several components. I knew it to be a heater, and tried to jerry-rig it for some reason, but the moment I tried it, brilliant flashes of yellow electricity shot through the room.

And that's all I wrote.

Pretty much forget them all as soon as the next dream started, didn't even have time to write them down, but I will try to get some words down.
1. Walking, somewhere. It was hazy, like everything was obscured by fog. Or like i was in an ocean.

My alarm went off about here, usually set for 2-3 ish hours into my sleep. Good for waking me up in the night and gaining awareness.

2. I was at a supermarket, buying groceries. Spegepølse 9kr. Mørbrad skiver 8kr. Great prices, looked delicious.
3. I think I was playing a game. A military shooter, very difficult but enjoyable.
4-5. No clue, I just know I had them.

Pretty vague dreams and fragments of memories from them.

Back in Stettler. Had barely any dreams for a couple days. I had lots of non lucids but I forgot many details.

Jamie 1

Just Jamie standing on a road by a mountain or something, she was looking at me and said, " I'm a lesbian now." And smirked as if I might like it or hate it.


Really? This again? Safe to say as usual if I dream of her like this it's because of some demon interference or influence. In the voice we've had our issues lately but we keep pushing through.

I wake up and pray for Jesus to help us with the dream problems..

Jesus

Jesus is with us but he looks annoyed with us. Maybe jokingly? Not sure.

Work

I was somewhere with people and ran into the lady who runs out of the box. Just a brief conversation with me saying I'd like to be on call again.

Jamie 2

I was walking with Jamie by some random buildings we seemed back to normal. I was talking but I kept messing up my words. Jamie questioned me about what I said. I told her when I'm tired I sometimes mess up my words. Or when I'm nervous.


Hopefully the dreams improve.

The world in this one was really fucked up—post-post-apocalyptic, like after some Judgment Day-type event. As a result, humanity had become way less secular, and worship of all sorts of deities (mostly chthonic) was widespread.

In this mess of a world, I was making my way as the leader of a death cult. We were infamous for human sacrifice to our dark lord, making the skin of our enemies into ritualistic clothing, and maybe even cannibalism, but I’m not sure about that one. Safe to say, people were really after us. They wanted to capture me like I was Hitler in 1945. And they did.

In some kind of law enforcement operation, I was tricked into coming out into the open, and that’s how they got me. I don’t remember a trial, but my sentence being death was pretty much a given. Death by sacrifice to some deity. I don’t remember which one exactly, but I think it was some kind of goddess of healing or something.

I was assigned an executioner to guide me through my last days. The guy was a dapper-looking English gentleman, dressed in a brown and green three-piece suit, carrying a walking cane, and topped off with a fancy hat. Really well-mannered for a stereotypical executioner. His office - yes, office - was packed with books and high-end furniture. The man had taste, an appreciator of fine arts and world history.

Eventually, my time came. I approached him, asking if there was another way to go about my sentence. By then, I had already accepted my fate, but being sacrificed to a god while conscious was a really scary thing in this world. My well-mannered handler offered me an alternative: a way to go out on my own terms.

From his personal collection, he presented me with a collector’s item—a 1911 pistol once owned by Howard Hughes, complete with engravings and everything. The Englishman explained that the goddess only needed my body, not my soul, so it was perfectly fine if I was already dead when the sacrifice happened. Pressing the business end of the .45 against my temple, I pulled the trigger. The gun misfired - all according to general dream laws regarding firearm use - but after another attempt, I was done. I felt my body hit the floor.

But that wasn’t the end.

I was immediately reincarnated. From white boy to asian. I manifested as a full-grown adult, like I had taken over someone’s body, or maybe my new form just materialized out of thin air. Not having learned a damn thing from my past life, I returned to my ways of death cult-ing while keeping my identity extra hidden, because i wasn't just this world's Hitler, i was this world's second incarnation of Hitler.

I remember going on a solo rampage on a highway, wearing a traditional skin outfit and a headpiece made from the top half of a human skull, modified with demonic-like horns.

Then I snapped out of it, almsot like my dark lord’s grip on me was slipping. I reformed. Details get blurry, but I remember enlisting to help at an archaeology dig site, uncovering an ancient cache of lost technology from before Judgment Day.

On May 14th 2012 I had my first induced lucid dream, exactly seven days after I had discovered lucid dreaming and began researching it. Today is my seventh day since returning to lucid dreaming, and I wish I could say I had a positive experience after my first week back. However, today was a nightmare as I attempted and failed a WBTB. I woke up 4 hours after I had fallen asleep, scribbled down today's dreams, and then went back to bed 30 minutes later. Whatever I did this morning absolutely killed my recall, but at least I managed to pull something from it

Awake|Dreaming|Lucid

I started off in a massive outdoor gymnasium, with huge slanted trampolines connecting to large foam pits. It was dark, and the only sources of light were the dim lights surrounding the area. There seemed to be a competition going on between two school friends - one of which was Tom, but not from the previous dream. I decided to go into the entrance of the forest outside my house, which was nearby this outdoor gymnasium. I spoke to my friend Reece about the poor performance of the contestants in the competition, After finishing the brief conversation with Reece, I walked up to a nearby house - it was still dark outside, and the house seemed to be abandoned but in good condition, albeit a little untidy. I walked through the front door, which was open when I arrived, and looked up the stairs that were immediately viewable from the porch. There was a dim light on at the top of the stairs, and suddenly a beautiful, older Asian woman appeared at the top of the stairs, wearing a silky, white night dress. Although she had long black hair, she was too old to be the girl from the previous dreams. She seemed to be struggling with something, so I offered to help her by carrying her empty bin outside for her. She seemed thankful, then I woke up to my alarm

This is all I could remember, all of which came from the 15 minutes or so of REM sleep that I had before my alarm went off. The construction outside started earlier than usual so it made it very difficult to get back to sleep to perform the WBTB. Perhaps this is why my recall was so terrible, as the dreams should have been much more vivid at that point, but unfortunately I couldn't remember anything when I woke up from the second half of my sleep

Recurring elements:
-School
-Local forest

Notes:
-Went to bed at 2:50am and set an alarm for 7am. I got up shortly after, which gave me about 15-20 minutes of REM sleep and enough to extract a few dream fragments for today's entry. I went back to sleep at 7:30am, performed some unsuccessful mantras and woke up at 12pm with nothing to extract
-Although the dreams at 7am were fresh, I wouldn't consider them vivid
-I will not try WBTB again until the construction is finished

Unfortunately, my excellent recall from yesterday didn't quite continue, but I managed to get enough to fill over half an A4 page in notes. I'm starting to think these poor recall attempts are challenges that will benefit me and really exercise my brain in the morning. Perhaps they are a blessing in disguise, and I'll go further in a shorter amount of time with such intense recall attempts each morning

Awake|Dreaming|Lucid

The earliest moment I could recall was taking the bus from a road just outside my house, yet again stressing about arriving on time. Upon arriving at my destination, seemingly after a fade-to-black teleport, I began a fashion class and was seated next to a girl with long black hair. She seemed to be the same girl from the first dream of this series, only her aura was more confident and a little intimidating due to her beauty. She also had more makeup on, which I suppose is fitting for a class about fashion. I'd like to think she resembles a Chinese girl my friends didn't get along with, they called her 绿茶, or "Green Tea Bitch". Once the class ended, I took a bus into the local village nearby to buy some snacks. I never actually entered the shop, and in retrospect, I realize now that the shop was in the wrong location compared to IRL. My dad came to pick me up from the village, and he took me back to where the class was held, only now it was a chef-related job. I had to work with my dad and some teenaged guy, who I was furious at and almost started a fight with. I hated the way he acted, but the details are blank. I got too frustrated to stay in this kitchen/classroom hybrid, so I left back to the village again, only this time my friend Louis was waiting to pick me up in his car. I got in, and we travelled down a short road before I suggested we turn right into a car park, but he mentioned that it's no longer free to park there, so we turn left instead. Louis suddenly decided to make an extremely unsafe left turn in the middle of the road, almost crashing into a black car with an older man inside. The man was furious, but I tried to calm him down with an apologetic gesture through the window. Louis finally continued to drive and take a right turn on to a main road, as the dream began fading into a lost fragment or the end of my sleep cycle

I vaguely remember a fragment of a dream where I talked about Pokemon in a dark, ground floor office lobby. It could fit right after the fashion class, as I believe the person I was talking to was a black haired girl

After 30 minutes of fighting against the yet again continuing construction in the morning, I managed to pull together these fragments and stitch them into what feels like a chronological order. I went out in the afternoon after writing my notes down, and made sure to do many reality checks during my bus journey, which seems to be a common dream element for me now

Recurring elements:
-School
-Family, home
-Local area
-Black haired girl for the second time in a week
-Stressful bus journey on time constraints. Stress in general is common it seems
-Getting angry at someone for the second time

Notes:
-Fell asleep just before 2am and woke up at 9:30, began intense recall at 9:50 and was done by 10:30
-Dreams were not very vivid, but good effort at recall has stuck them in my brain