FourKicks

I'm walking through a town that has only 49 people in it, and there is a parade going on. Apparently the parade is supposed to bring in a big crowd, and by the looks of things, maybe just a hundred people. I'm thinking about how it would be cool to live in such a small town, and how everyone probably knows everyone else very well. People are sitting all along the sidewalks, and it seems like summertime. I see a bank and realize I need to transfer money. Walking in without sliding my card in the door or anything, I see a guy sitting at a desk who I assume works there. I start to make the transfer at an ATM and there's something ridiculous like 4 billion dollars in the one account, and nothing in the other. It suddenly doesn't feel right what I'm about to do, so I just cancel the whole thing.

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I am in a house, in a basement. I see a kid from school, SS, with some teachers and he's sitting at a school desk. I'm about to go upstairs and the teachers call me back down. SS recites the alphabet and I'm so proud of him, and we high five. I go upstairs and realize I can't get through the door, it's just this little opening. I think I might be able to squeeze through, but wonder how everyone else will get by (people bigger than me). The sheet rock in this little opening is bending and cracking. I wonder how I've been able to go upstairs so easily all day, but now suddenly I can't. Eventually I just bust through the wall, and see that I made it way more destructive than it needed to be because the wall could just be pushed to the side. I find myself in a kitchen (looks like M's parents' house) and my mom is cooking. I'm pushing the walls back together and I see four thin mirrors, with my reflection coming back pretty clear, and my hair is in a pony tail.

I'm on a school bus heading to an airport, when I see a plane crashing down on to the highway. I say "Here comes another one..." and the plane busts up some cars as it rolls and crashes down. I see a flash of a news clip of all these people getting hurt and cars crashing into the divider in the road. I'm not taking this as seriously as I should. My mom wants me to sit with her on the bus, and I don't understand why we can't just sit across from each other. We move to the back of the bus and she sits in front of me and starts reciting the lines of "Strangers in the Night" (her and my dad's song). I find out that a plane has crashed every week from this certain airline that I'm taking.

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I'm in a room at some kind of dinner party. I"m helping out who ever is running it. There's little ornaments on a table, and I count by 2's to take 12 of them to bring out to the room where the party is. There's someone else doing the same thing. I put the ornaments on a table and there is one special ornament that looks and feels a little different than the others. It has two green squares on it and I say "That needs to be mine". I try to keep my cool so no one knows how bad I want it, so I pour some candy into a tray.. lifesavers and little colored round candy too. I keep looking over at the other table to make sure no one else has taken it. Someone asks me about the special ornament so I try to play it down like its not that great, so one one else wants it.

I'm at work (again!) and LH runs out of the classroom down towards the bathrooms. An overnight (the guy with the loud voice) is in our class for some reason. I run out after LH and he's right behind me telling me to stay back in the room, and that annoys me. I end up on LH's legs in a takedown and she keeps sitting up and saying things to me. I'm wondering who the other two people are in the takedown and why they are letting her sit up. Eventually LH kicks me in the face.

First intentional lucid dream!!!
I took a nap...
It started off really disappointing, but I think that's what helped me realize I was dreaming.
I am at work walking by the copy machine. I've made it a habit every day to ask myself at certain parts in the school if I'm dreaming. So I'm by the copy machine and I say to myself.. "am I really at work right now?" All of the buttons are kind of glazed over looking and I realize wait.. really..? ohhh man! hahaaa I'm dreaming!! There's a few people around, and I see a kid from my class SS talking to himself. I say hi to him and he hugs me, but he's really cold and I feel bad for him. As SS is walking away I feel a hand on my arm. I want to walk outside, but I want to see who it is too. I am almost worried the hand would pinch or scratch me but I told myself, stay with it. Kind of feeling like I can only do one or the other, I turn around to find GB. I say "sweet!" and immediately I kiss him, and the next time I opened my eyes I was awake. When I was waking up I felt the same floaty weak feeling from when I tried to WILD the other night. I tried to fall back asleep again but I was too excited!

I am taking a trip to some tropical place, I think I'm by myself. I am on the way to the airport and I see a sign for the town I live in.. I was able to read it. For some reason I know that it is a movie I am going to be living out, and that is kind of in my mind the whole time. When I realize I never made it on the plane, I think, oh I guess the movie just jumps to this part here. I'm walking in a rain forest where lots of dinosaurs live. There's one of those hanging bridges I'm going over, and everyone is carrying a baby dinosaur. The baby dinosaurs are supposed to be our guides. Then mine, who is a girl (she had a flower on her head), stops to eat some berries on a tree, and the other baby dinosaurs do the same. Then I am in a hallway and I think that something really terrible is going to happen with a T-Rex because I remember from the movie preview. I start feeling really nervous and l think, wow this is going to be an interesting way to die!

side note: my 3 year old niece C had a dream there was a snowman vacuuming in her bedroom.

I've been trying to do WILD for a couple of weeks, and something happened last night... I think I'm getting there!
I started to feel like i was laying on a giant inflatable ball, slightly curved but with soft pressure on my whole body. I could feel some of the muscles in my legs starting to contract, and when I tried to relax more, it would continue anyways. I felt something on my face that I thought was my hand so I slightly moved my hand a little and realized it wasn't touching my face. I also heard kind of a buzzing noise.. like a low dull electrical hum. I couldn't tell if my eyes were open or not, even when I was blinking. Overall I felt really weak and floaty. I don't know if it was a dream or somewhere my mind just took me, but I was watching an ocean with huge brightly colored neon waves. I started to hear a dog howling incessantly and it bugged me out so I woke myself up.

So much for not dreaming about work anymore...

I am in the house I grew up in, in my old bedroom. I have a girl from work, KD, and I am getting her ready. My mom is there helping me. KD starts speaking perfectly, and it sounds like a poem of some sort. I realize I didn't get myself ready, but I look in the mirror and think, good enough. Then I am driving her in my car somewhere, and its getting late. I am already an hour late for work. We stop at some house, and there is a guy I went to see. There are a bunch of people around and one particularly bitchy girl who didn't like me being there. I remember I have to get KD back in the car, and then everything slows down. I realize I'm dreaming so I wake myself up. Even after I woke up, it wasn't until I got up to walk around that I could shake the feeling of being late for work.

I'm laying under a sheet in a bed and it's daytime. I'm waiting for someone.

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I'm at work during lunch in the cafeteria and things are going horribly wrong all over the place. Kids were getting the wrong meds, a couple kids eloped, some were straight up missing. There's a loud bang and everyone all at once turns to look, and there's a table on it's side and food all over the floor. STOP DREAMING ABOUT WORK!!!

I am with T&K and J&J and we are talking about my mom's birthday. T is telling me things to write down, and I remember writing "spinach". Then I am talking to K in the driveway of the house I grew up in and she is getting little S out of a minivan. I'm putting together a plate of lettuce and it's all white and yellow. Back to another part of the dream, we are all sitting in T&K's kitchen with my mom and T predicts my mom saying "Is everyone feeling alright?" and then she says that... I am holding a keyboard but all the letters are kind of glazed over and can't be used.

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At the bottom of the driveway of the house I lived in growing up, there's a crazy party going on. I see people parasailing and kitesurfing (even though there's no water).. I even see someone like "The Fan Man" from Florida. Then I am holding on to a spool of kite string and there's someone at the end of it, flying up in the air.. talk about extreme sports. I can't tell who it is but I know they are having a good time even though I'm freaking out about dropping them. I see in the air there are people hanging around like kites. I relax a little and start running with my kite spool and flying person.

I am sitting in a college class on the first day..seems like an art history class. There's two girls sitting behind me I start talking to a little bit, and one girl asks who I came with. I said no one, and they kind of looked at each other and asked why. I don't know what I said back.

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At a school I think, I am walking outside with a girl who is wearing a peach colored shirt, and we match. I see my girl for morning care at work, KD, and she is having a problem and the people with her need help. I walk over to help and KD starts jumping and smiling.

I am climbing up Machu Picchu and there are people sitting all around on it. I see one person eating, and it kind of seemed like a restaurant. Then I am at a part that seems like a hotel, so I get on an elevator to go up. My room number is 394. I get the feeling that everyone is waiting for something to happen so I'm trying to hurry back.

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Feeling like this happens a lot:
I am walking in the woods somewhere and I come to a clearing, like a campsite, and there are people there already. I'm on my way somewhere else, but kind of without any direction. There's water, maybe a lake.

There's a private golf course my parents used to belong to near my house, and I am there walking around the little back area that goes up into the woods. I come around to the hole just before you cross the street, and people are putting. I wait until they are done, and I grab a backpack and sleeping bag I left there. I walk into the half way house and there's a lot of people there (married couples). I decide to change my clothes (?) so I go into the bathroom. A guy comes in just as I notice there are three little frogs swimming around in the shower. He's trying to get them out, but I'm saying, "It's fine, don't worry about it". The frogs are really small, and the water they are swimming around in is kind of cloudy and there's sticks and leaves in it too. Another guy comes in and puts his hand on my shoulder, something about him seems like he's protective over me. Even when the frog guy leaves, he's still there. I was able to really clearly see his face, which is new for me: he had short dark hair and a little scruff and dark eyes. His wife comes in and she's yelling at him, as she's doing that I'm folding up his jacket for him. He starts to leave and his wife is yelling at him all the way out the door, not sure about what. I remember feeling bad for him.

I can't stop thinking about the frogs... so random. What is that supposed to represent??

I am on a seesaw with one of the kids from work, LH, and she is laughing and wearing some of the clothes I've given her.

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On some different kind of shift, I am at work in the gym and all the kids are lined up on the floor with sleeping bags. One of the kids, CH is following me around and keeps touching me way too much. JK tells me to go take a break, and maybe he'll stop. So I'm driving along a road with my brother T and I think one other person. I don't have a lot of time, but we stop at a grocery store. Then I am in a mall food court waiting in line for some place that gives out prescription medication, and smoothies too. I ask for that sounds like "benzanoid" and the guy behind the counter asks if I need the diet version. A lady I work with, DM says I need the diet version because the other kind will hurt my stomach.

I'm at a party at someone's house, and I walk into a dark room. I have a red solo cup and put it down on a table. I'm about to turn on a light, when someone grabs me by my arms and pushes me up against a wall. He pauses for a second, then kisses me. I have my hand on the back of his neck, but it's too dark to see who it is. All I can see are shadows and outlines, but I remember a red ottoman.

At a house I've never seen before, I realize I am about to be taken to some Nazi concentration camp. There are guards walking all around, and the only other people there other than them are myself, M, and my parents. We are told that anything we cover up in our rooms with a towel, they won't take and we can have later, we just need to follow directions. So it's dark and I can't see, but I decide to go find some of M's things to cover since I don't really care about anything I own. I cover a radio and a VCR and put some old cups on top. I try to go in my room but I can't see where I'm going. I walk out to find my mom and I'm crying and nervous, so she comes with me. She brings me to a room with candles and little statues (I noticed a Mets figurine). She starts turning a few of the statues 90 degrees around and is telling me they will go through our stuff anyways. Then I ask her if this means we are going to die, and she says yes, but not today. I look out the window and I see a huge S - shaped fire pit and I know they are throwing people in there.

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I'm in a big old house (seen before in a dream, but as a college I think) and my whole family is there. I take little S and we are walking around in a vegetable garden, and I am telling her about all the names of the vegetables. I see some vegetables that probably don't really exist, like a white squash with rainbow flecks all around it. As I'm carrying her, I can't believe how much I love this little girl. Later, I see my brothers T & J and I follow them. Something is going on that is making us all laugh. Then J is sitting in a chair and he has a huge bag of weed in his jacket pocket.

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At some kind of block party, I am walking around and see people from all aspects of my life standing in little clusters all around. I see my Uncle B and I try to get his attention to tell him there is a lady at work that has a brother that lives on the same street as him. I see M drinking something and I want a sip, but when I ask he finishes the whole thing and throws the bottle at me. I get frustrated and I start walking around some more. I hear "Just Breathe" by Pearl Jam playing over the speakers somewhere (2nd time I've heard this song in a dream recently). I say to myself, "How can I be surrounded by so many people I know, but still be standing here completely alone?"