FryingMan

Legend

Colors: Lucid, Semi-lucid, Non-lucid
[comment from waking] in angle brackets
(comment / clarification from dreaming) in parentheses
Abbreviations: DS = dream sign, CH = childhood home, S1/S2 = sons, S/O = someone, S/A = something about, [f] = fragment, b/r = bathroom trip, Wn = waking #n, BT = bedtime, OOB = final out of bed time in morning, DO = Disembodied Observer

Summary of the Night

• BT: ~00:01 (fb), OOB: ~07:33, fitbit score: 79 (6:47 asleep, 1:05 awake, 1:49 deep, 0:49 REM, 88%); MT-1, LT200, AP50, Tryp500, Omnk
• Wakings:
  
  1. 02:26 b/r, no recall
  2. 05:44, recall, no BTS? (maybe light sleep?)
  3. 07:33 OOB

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W2: Baby Decompression
DO indoors hospital treatment room. A baby has suffered a compressive neck injury, and is placed in a vertically seated decompression device. The baby is held in place and cannot move during the procedure. The baby seems happy at first. Then the decompression device begins to work, and stretches the baby to about 2x its normal height. The expression on the face of the baby moves to abject horror as it unexpectedly experiences excruciating pain. It is completely helpless to affect what is happening to him.

W2: Water Level
Tires

Outdoors, standing on some sort of boat (?) in a locks. I'm looking forwards, facing the side of the lock, and looking up. Along the edge there in a long line I see several rows (length-wise, one after the other) of old tires or buoys that look very rotten. They appear to have been under water for a long time, then the water level dropped, making them visible.

Bridge

My position on the locks has changed. I've moved to the end, on a bridge overlooking the whole thing.

Pool

I'm standing on the deck of a public swimming pool. This pool is in another state and so the laws are different and the water is a different color. It is not white, it is clear transparent. There is a staff member/lifeguard there talking about it (?). I think that in other pools, the water is blue.

Flower pot

There is a flower pot there on the pool deck. Something happens with it, there is a bet I make with someone else about it

Coins

I've paying out money for the debt about (the flower pot?). I'm counting out either 6 or 16 <foreign currency>, dropping the coins on the ground (?)

W2: Truck
I'm behind a (white?) pickup truck with vertical ladders on it mounted on its very back section, we're stopped at a stop light. There's a station wagon to the right of the truck, and a kid comes out of the wagon, it's the son(?) of the driver of the truck. The truck driver still has to work, but the son gets on to the ladder on the right back section of the truck. There is a band that moves vertically along the ladder, and as it reaches the boy and moves down over his face and body, it compresses his face and contorts it into strange shapes as it moves over his face. The the boy's mom is on the left ladder, and the movable band comes down over her face and her eyes bulge out in cartoon manner, and distorts as the band moves up and down over her face.

W2 Fragments
Doctor

Somebody (inside a a building? A parent or a doctor?) is saying that somebody else should be a doctor

Baby Dream

I'm telling about the Baby Decompression dream to somebody

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Legend

Colors: Lucid, Semi-lucid, Non-lucid
[comment from waking] in angle brackets
(comment / clarification from dreaming) in parentheses
Abbreviations: DS = dream sign, CH = childhood home, S1/S2 = sons, S/O = someone, S/A = something about, [f] = fragment, b/r = bathroom trip, Wn = waking #n, BT = bedtime, OOB = final out of bed time in morning, DO = Disembodied Observer

Summary of the Night

• BT: ~00:01 (fb), OOB: ~07:33, fitbit score: 83 (6:34 asleep, 0:42 awake, 1:09 deep, 1:27 REM); MT-1, LT200, AP50, Tryp500
• Wakings:
  
  1. 02:09 b/r, no recall
  2. 03:41 (fb), no b/r, recall?,
  3. 04:46 (fb) recall?
  4. 07:20 final waking, recall
• Didn't record at night, not sure which dreams were on which wakings, putting all except first two as W4

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W2/3: Communion
In a church the communion services is going on, there are people lining up, there is a table/altar/desk of drawers. I'm holding a card of some sort (with an image on it?), and I ask the priest (a woman) if this is OK to have with me, she says no. So I put it in a drawer of the table, then I take my place withe the others and (take communion?)

W2/3: Laundry Room
In a (basement?) area of a building, indoors, it's a laundry room. I see someone with a large laundry cart (looks like a plastic garbage can like the kind with a lid that can be rolled), and I think I want to get one of these to bring my laundry down to the room, too. There is a towel guy in the room (I talk to him?), I'm trying to find the elevator so that I can use it to get the laundry cart down to the room.

W4: Sidewalk
Outdoors/city/sidewalk/daylight I'm walking on a city sidewalk near the curb, there is a group of mixed kids of different ages and adults walking the other direction. As we meet they continue past me I'm walking in the middle of them and they're rubbing up against my arms as we pass each other.

W4: Cosmetics
Indoors, dark/twilight lighting, In a department store? There are sinks and mirrors and rows of cabinets. I'm thinking that a certain cosmetic brand has reduced its produce line for kids: now there is only one model of each product for each sex. I'm at a sink, trying out the soap.

W4: Mob meeting
Meeting at night in a deserted area of a city, near a large building with a covered parking area, with mobsters [DS? Appearing a lot recently]

W4: Contraband
Backpack

I'm forced to take a stash of contraband. I want to refuse it, it's very dangerous, but they're going to check (our backpacks?) that we actually took it. I'm trying to close the zipper on the main upper large section of my old orange Boy Scout backpack. The guys who packed it stuffed it too full. The left-side zipper is broken and won't close the compartment at first, but I run it backwards for a bit then forwards again, then it properly zips. I heft the backpack on my back to feel how heavy it is. I tighten the shoulder straps by pulling down on the adjustment straps on each side's shoulder strap. Then I think about putting on the hip belt, to help keep a portion of the weight off of my shoulders. It feels comfortable on my back.

Trying to ditch it

I'm taking out all the contraband and stuffing it into a garbage bag, preparing to ditch it or burn it somewhere. There are little microfilms that keep sticking to my hand and falling back to the ground. I have the thought "you don't want to get caught with this sort of contraband, they [the prisoners] will kill you in prison by very painful torture"