FryingMan

In bed from about 1am-1:30am to 9am

at bedtime set intention to recall dreams, prepared my smart phone on the recording app (but didn't use it), set intention for remembering dreams in high detail, from beginning to end. Noticed the 5 hour waking (verified on the clock). Several back to sleeps including a micro-WBTB attempt at the 5 hour waking.

+ crossing the river, boat, concerned about dropping my only set of house keys in to the water, I hold them in my hand. Waiting for a boat to cross, I realize I'm sitting in one so I can just ferry my stuff across myself and I go across. I get out and my swim trunks are wet, I go into a house the rooms are smaller than I expected, I go through a kitchen to a laundry room there is a living room through a door to the laundry room (with sliding glass door [DS]?). I know a girl who lives in this house, she is outside a window but her mom comes home and I don't want her to see me like this [DS] so I'm trying and trying to pull on some pants up over my wet swim trunks, I wonder if the pants will fit or not (large swim trunks). I'm trying to stay out of view of the mom in the kitchen I'm sure she'll see me any moment. I finally get the pants up to my waits and button them (kind of rainbow colorful jeans?) and the dream ends.

+ I climb down into a sort of canal with no way out, the sides are tall (yellow colored?) concrete with a lip/edge about 8 feet up. I wonder if I can get out. There are people walking along the far edge. I think that if I take a running start I can "run up the wall" for a few steps (it's inclined slightly, not 100% vertical) and grab for the lip of the edge at the top. I make a half-hearted attempt but I'm not really interested in getting out so I just walk further down the canal...

+ I'm playing softball on a proper field, I'm at first base and I look down to position my left foot so that it is contacting the plate and I can stretch out my hand for the shortstop's throw. I think about how I wore cleats when I played softball back in college. There is a play with a runner rounding the bases and my team keeps missing the throws. I head for home and get the ball and tag a runner out. Everyone is now in center field and I move there and say "oh, so we're playing in center field now?" There is a man and woman there they are both very attractive and either topless or wearing a very revealing top. I notice stubble in the woman's armpits and also on her chest, like on the chest of the man, I'm a bit thrown off by this.

(felt like waking memory I'm holding my baseball glove on my hand and flexing it (opening closing) and inspecting it. I'm talking with some kids about oiling and conditioning baseball gloves, and I'm showing them how my glove looks and saying "yeah this is the way to do it."

+(f) I'm with JoTy (3d) (and his wife), at some point I feel the back of his head through his hair and his head is really pointy at the back and I "remember" [FALSE] oh yeah that's right he has a pointy head like that.

+ in some house/atrium with a girl, go into a standing 69 (she's doing all the work) walk outside to the front gate like this and there's a guy standing in his garage across the street, I'm a bit concerned he'll see us [DS] so I turn back inside...

+ I'm reading some printed paper versions of an online forum. All the posts are about me. Someone has managed to piece together from tiny my real life name from tiny pieces of information I've written about over time (like initials, etc.). I'm really wondering how they did it. I'm quite concerned. The posts are all critical.

+ I'm looking at a little mouse/hamster house where emaciated black mice are running around. One fat large hamster is sort of stuck in an outer hole (and I help push it back in?).

+(f) I'm climbing down on to a deck where my parents are. The stairs are very shallow. Something about what I'm eating?

+ I'm with one of my kids' childhood friends who was quite pudgy when younger. I offer to go get him a waffle, he enthusiastically accepts, I go to pick one up for him and wipe it in a plate of syrup, and pick up one for myself and take some bites from it as I walk back to him. I'm thinking he probably shouldn't eat this since he's already overweight. I walk by a table of guys looking at me and give them a flippant explanation about my own waffle that I'm eating as I walk by and sort of wave the waffle at them (?)