FryingMan

3 distinct recall periods, and one long vivid/present dream to finish things off, a good night and welcome improvement!

Bedtime 22:30
3mg melatonin about 22:00

Final waking 09:23

Still moving immediately after waking, but thinking of recall very soon after waking

Nothing written until morning.

04:00
[early]
+ [something with people in places -- forgotten]
+ I'm driving a car at night I'm stopped at a stop light at a T intersection (on the vertical leg of the "T" facing the top bar on the right hand side of the street. I'm waiting for the green light. I notice that the light has turned "grey", the lower circle that is normally green has turned grey. I'm anticipating the green, I'm preparing to turn right. The light turns green, and the guy behind me honks as I'm beginning to move, I think he's really impatient. I make the right turn but something's off: on top of the road is a huge, tall pile of loose dirt, the entire roadway has been covered with it going on in that directly. I'm a bit concerned about being stuck, I realize this is a construction zone and I need to get out of here. I turn around and head back to the intersection, driving in the tamped-down area of the dirt in the middle. The car drifts a bit to the right and I'm a bit concerned but it holds straight enough and I enter the intersection, now preparing to turn left at the light, which is still green for me, there are a lot of cars in the oncoming direction. The light is turning red but I decide to complete the turn regardless.


MILD, SSILD, recall, relaxation just couldn't grasp one of the earlier scene sequences
Visualization, some dream arm floating started, some dreamlets

06:30 Still awake, but getting drowsy
Go for full relaxation, "give up," "let it happen," "stop trying"

[mid]
+ FA, check clock, it's 11:23, boy it's late, time to get up
+ Outside jogging, I decide to get some exercise, I'll probably sweat, but I feel light on my feet, I'm wearing sweat pants. It's early morning, buildings/shops are not open yet, see women in headcoverings outside [Muslim?], I'm thinking about location and directions, the place I need to get to is ahead and to the right. I run up to some buildings, I think it's a bank, there's a man standing there. I turn right run past closed bank, into a still-closed suburban business district

09:23
[late]
+ [dreamlet] Looking at a rectangular sign with red LEDs forming words, on top of garage roof
+ ... standing inside some area with some people (not seen) looking out into a terrace. There is an oversized grey couch there. I am really liking the look of this thing: it is very long, very wide, with ample room to sleep on. I think you could sleep with your SO there very comfortably. I'm going on and on about how attractive and comfortable that couch looks.

I'm outside (on that couch) lying down to sleep. I wake up, and there is a deja-vu sequence about waking up and reaching for my retainer, which I'd put aside on a side table when lying down to sleep, this repeats at least once.

There is now the issue of paying the hotel bill. There is a group of who slept on that terrace (it's a hotel apparently), had coffee and breakfast (which I didn't remember), and now we are being charged as a group for it, despite us not being "together" in any way. There is one young man who cannot pay his bill, "I'm trying to get home" he says. I'm grumpy that we have to pay the way of this young freeloader who can't pay his bill. I'm closely examining a pile of receipts detailing the costs and who they're for, but can't make much sense out of them. Still grumbling about paying, our group gets on a bus. There is a woman in our group who decides to foot the bill for the young man. She takes out a large wad of cash in order to do so. I think that I should show some Christian charity and pay for his bill as well. On the bus I take out my wallet and want to pay the woman, I take out my wallet and my cash is strange looking, like colored paper and receipts. I want to give her half of what she paid for the young man.

Our group is waking up and gathering, we've stayed somewhere in separate hotels. "Did you like the facilities of your place?" the woman asks me. We're walking towards a place with shops/restaurants and entertainment. We pick up one of our group, also a woman, she was staying in a place with a storefront with the large word SNAKES written on it. I smirk to myself what she was probably doing with the snakes. Ahead is the entertainment area, and I notice some midgets there who are probably providing a show.

+ I'm with a guitar, I'm trying to turn it over (it's back is facing me) but its strings are caught on something. Especially the string with the thin line of red coloring running through it. I successfully unsnag it and get it turned over so the strings are facing upwards. I'm now planning on playing what I know of Clapton's "Tears in Heaven," and perhaps the few bars I know of "More Than Words." It will really impress them, I think. I think I need to broaden my repertoire of pieces so that I can put on a pleasing performance without repeating myself too much.