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

Summary of the Night

• Wakings:
  
  1. 01:30 b/r, no recall
  2. 04:45, no b/r at first, recall, BTS challenge, then did b/r even though urge wasn't strong, removed blanket (bed very warm)
  3. ???? recall
  4. 08:07 recall
• BT: ~22:55, OOB: ~08:07, fitbit: 91 (8h 5m asleep, 50m awake, 1:48 REM, 1:28 deep)
• Recall quality: low, not very present, not very detailed or long scenes. Didn't write key words on every waking (particularly the 2nd one?). Ate chips and cookies right before bedtime.

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W2: Dl's at the door
In house, (someone's at the front door?) I got to the door, grab the handle and give a sudden, fast jerk to open it, in order to surprise whoever's standing there. The Dls (Mk, Rt, old friends of wife E). I'm also walking around with a naked woman, rubbing her (ahem), telling her how much I like it.

W2: Cleaning CH Driveway
Standing outside CH on the driveway up to the street. My mom's there, and perhaps my S1 and/or S2. She is directing the cleaning of branches, and telling us to put them into orderly piles off to the side of the driveway where the ivy grows. (Then she says she's going to move the car up to the street?). I see the branches lying around.

W3: Finding the Gate
Buying airline tickets, them moving to find the gate. I walk away from the counter and am juggling all my belongings in my hands, it's hard to hold on to them all at once. FrFshr is there and is with me, I see him (putting on sunglasses?) standing in some sort of a booth and call him to follow me. I'm talking to people trying to find the way to the gate for my flight. One person is a woman operating a mimeographing machine making a bunch of copies. (Something to do with my credit card?)

W3(?): Eating CD's Cheez-its
Walking outside, suburban streets, (Large tree off to my right?) I'm crossing a road, and thinking while I walk that I need to complete some sort of programming project, and the issue is that I need to something with one IP address in different locations (?), and this is why I'm walking because I need to get to another location. I enter a sort of private walled area (like a plant nursery?), there are people there, then I go farther, and reach a sort of dead-end. (There's a bus here?) (There's a fence?) Then I'm looking at a large collection of crackers, like round Ritz crackers, and square Cheez-its. There are not a lot of Cheez-its, and they're not mine, but belong to ChDw (company "3"), he's not here but I eat them anyway. Then I head back to the "nursery" where I was earlier, and I'm hoping to find a key (to a briefcase?) that I left there earlier, but I have low hopes that it's still there if it's been hanging in public for so long.

W4: Underwater Ballet
Pants down in the b/r

I'm going to the bathroom in a b/r inside a house, and a (housemaid?) comes around the corner into the hallway leading to the b/r, the door is open, I have my pants down, and I decide I should pull them up.

Ballet

I'm observing a performance put on my a group of students. 10-12 are performing. Not on a stage, just in a room in a house. It is a sort of dance/ballet performance. The
"offstage" students and the teachers are standing together immediately just next to the performance area. One of the students is sent in as replacement for a current performer, and then a male student says "I can go in, too!" and he is also sent in as a replacement. Then I'm looking at the performance, and realize that all of a sudden the performance is under water: some of the performers are floating around, and their hair is floating around in in "clouds" like when a person with long hair is under water

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

Summary of the Night

• Wakings:
  
  1. 01:07 b/r, no recall, (maybe chess position?)
  2. 03:38, b/r, recall
  3. 05:57 b/r, BTS challenge, recall. BTS: removed blanket, got ultra relaxed, had to totally blank mind. Felt a transition into sleep, a sort of "deepening" of mind and body, remained calm, kept my mind empty instead of trying for a separation/WILD, where I often wake up. LD, good recall, Increased vividness and presence. Make it back to sleep, want to sleep at least until 07:30, usual planned wake time
  4. 07:57
• BT: ~22:45, OOB: ~07:57

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W1: Vague Chess Positions
I'm analyzing a chess position.

W2: Island Drama
[Came back to me in delving, originally forgotten, pursued weak vague feelings/flashes of content ] Backyard of CH, dark, evening, there is a quadracycle there. I move past it and then I'm scaling a barren, open rock hill, long, not that steep. I look behind me (?) and the guy from the quadracycle (Quadracycle Man, QM) is following me (?). In a house with some guy and the QM comes to the door. I'm dressed as QM's long lost girlfriend. I go out to greet him, and I seriously wonder if he will be fooled with my disguise, even if it's been a very long time since he saw her, I'm sure I'm a different height.

W3: Return To Company "R"
The Initial Gift

I'm in an office with my manager RbMls from company "R". He's offering me a gift of one of our graphics cards that I worked on. It is a single board computer, really just a circuit board, slightly bendy and flexible. As he hands it to me he clips a couple jumpers on the upper left corner of the board in order to put it into a working configuration. I want to ask him what all the different jumpers do, but I don't. I'm looking at it and wondering how to use it, looking for familiar connectors (USB, HDMI), and I end up finding a couple. I'm talking with them and while I 'm talking I'm nervously plucking whiskers out of my beard and dropping them to the floor. I explain that this is a nervous habit of mine.

Bathroom Scandal and Escape

I pick up all my pulled beard pickings, which has become a rather large pile in the middle of the room, little short black slightly curly whiskers, and scooped them up and held them to my chest, I couldn't get them all in one scoop so I had to lean back down and try to get the rest with my free hand. I don't want to leave a mess of these, it's embarrassing. I take these to the bathroom to throw away, which is just off a hallway just outside of this office. I enter the very small bathroom, which is just a toilet stall and a sink with just enough room for one person to stand, and while I reach for the trash can to throw away the whiskers, I hear the unmistakable sound of someone peeing (sounds like a woman) in the stall, and then the woman comes out and confronts me and I feel embarrassed to be in there. She gets very upset and accuses me of being inappropriate for being in there with her while she was peeing, and I get defensive and say that the door wasn't locked or anything, there was no way for me to know that anybody was in there. She continues ranting and I make a hasty exit back to the office I started in. I feel like I need to get out of here, fast. I make my way back out into the hallway, trying to avoid attention from an adjacent break room (where I think the woman may be now), I don't want her to see me again, and see the main central staircase, a wide rectangular-winding staircase leading (up?) and down. I start down the stairs. At the top of the stairs, I'm in a large open area with dark/twilight lighting, I see all the way to the external wall of the building, where there is a large long red horizontal line light that is part of the decoration of the building and the brand of the company, and I have a sense of deja vu of being here before. I'm hurrying down the stairs, and my feet are moving amazingly fast, and I remember [false] being here before and quickly skittling down the stairs like I am now. The stairway is now a long straight (not winding any more) stairway.

With the StfPdl Twins

At the next to the last landing before the ground floor, I come across StfPdl (my company "R" office mate and "spam" cohort) and his twin [false] standing at the top of the escalator leading to the ground floor. [I don't remember what we talked about]. SP points out how this area has really grown, he points out all the new offices/businesses, I'm looking down a long corridor still here on the 2nd floor level, which is a huge open high-ceilinged atrium [DS], and I don't really remember much about it, but I'm not really impressed, the walls of the business corridor are all plywood, doesn't look all that interesting, I say "I only really remember being in the president's office" which I know is located at the near corner of this business hallway. I look around and notice things in this area [as a sort of floating DO], workspaces with tools?

Following the Woman (LD #289)

[New location, transition not noticed]. I'm in a lobby area of a building on a city street with glass walls [DS]. There's a woman here that I find attractive, she's heading out a door among a throng of other people. I walk out after her. Daylight, city urban environment. (I "will" people to disappear leaving me alone with her?). I come up behind her and start to feel bold, and I'm pretty sure I'm dreaming, and I do a few nose pinches to be sure. The air is moving but there is resistance so I repeat a few times. Since air is moving I conclude I'm dreaming, and I direct the woman into a nearby office building on to a stairway, turn her to face me, and I wake up/transition and lose lucidity.

Back to the Office

I'm back in the room where I started in "The Initial Gift", a woman comes up to me, and gets right in my face and says "Yeah, this is the guy that walked in on the woman in the bathroom, what were you thinking!?" I immediately get very defensive [DS] and raise my voice, and with a raise voice exclaim, "Well WHAT WOULD YOU DO? The door wasn't locked, there was NO WAY TO KNOW anybody was in there!!" I feel like I am being treated extremely unfairly. Someone says "you're being put on the <???> list". Then the manager (president) is dealing with me and reading something and seems to be approving, like because I wrote this (my resignation letter for the last time I worked there?), he is going to forgive me the bathroom scandal. He's nodding his head in agreement to what he's reading. Then he takes out a pen and starts correcting/editing my resignation letter. I look at it, I see some handwriting, but don't really make anything out clearly. Then he launches into a speech about the benefits of the company, typical business blah blah blah "we're leveraging out innovation" or crap like that, then I realize he's making a pitch for me to rejoin the company! I look at him and recognize him [false?]. He's someone I knew from before at the company, like an engineer, but now he's dressed up in a suit and has gained weight. He's not making eye contact with me but looking off to my right.

W4: Lying to the Airlines
[something earlier? Definitely more content, forgotten]
Sitting in a chair waiting for my turn, inside some office, my back is against the door and I think about reaching back and sliding the lock shut so no one else can come in. I think I'm glad that I made it in, and that this door (which has a wrought iron decorative grill?) will be closed and locked by a guard at any moment, meaning I'll be the last one to get service today.

At the counter registering for a flight with my female companion. A female travel agent is sitting ahead and to the right at a desk. She is an acquaintance of ours and she will be getting the commission for our flight. I tell the ticketing agent, "My name is Thomas. T-H-O-M-A-S." I know this is not my real name. Then I realize .. oops, this is an airline flight , so they will be checking passports and that they match the name on the ticket, so I can't give them a fake name. I'm at a loss for words of how to explain this without getting in trouble. I rehearse several different possibilities but end up just saying "uh, no, actually, my name is <name>." I'm very glad we've chosen the proper form of travel for the first leg of our journey, or else it would have been 5-6 hours longer.

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

Summary of the Night

• Good sleep. Fewer B/R trips (first night of capsule that should help reduce them)
• Recall vanishes easily upon waking. Need to strengthen the intention not to move after waking. Tough, especially if the b/r urge is strong or the body is really tired of its current position. So again, the contents of the dream, while I know there is more, is not all recalled. Need to increase presence and attention
• BT: ~22:45 or a bit earlier
• OOB: ~07:20

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Lost recall

[Woke and still had the impression of a dream but I moved and it vanished. Something about a group of people]

Picking up CL's books

[This came back to me during delving at the final waking]
Indoors, large group of people mulling around, fairly crowded, like a registration area with service counters, I see people and I think one of them might be my friend and housemate CrLe from WFP. I see it is him, then (he?) drops a big pile of books and I'm trying to help him pick them up but they keep falling down to the ground [DS].

Saving Foxes

Indeterminate area, indoors/outdoors, the ground is uneven and there are some fox warrens here with a fairly large opening leading down into the ground. My (?) cat (orange tabby) goes in to a warren and I want to save the baby foxes from being taken out and eaten by the cat. My cat comes out dragging a fox and I grab the fox away from the cat and smack it on the face to punish it, it looks at me with a sort of confused expression then leaves. Then some person does the same, and I also grab the fox from him so it doesn't take it away.

Donate Coins

Indoors, large open atrium area, walking with a group, I encounter a group of young people they are holding out cans that are for holding donation of coins to support their worthy cause. I think that I should donate since I was one the organizer of their group. I dig around in my pocket for coins and pull out a mixture, I find one or two quarters and put them into a can, (only quarters are acceptable donations), I look at the change in my hand, and shrug and say sorry, I don't have any more quarters. Some coins fall to the ground. I also have a small sliver/fragment of a coin. I see a medium-large (about 3 inches across) metallic bowl like a small ashtray with a design on it like the front of the quarter (Washington).

Strange Girls

Indoors, after "Donate Coins?" In a room with a man/teacher, and on the wall of the room to my left, are hanging from horizontal bars (like in a gym class) a group of strange, small girls. They're very small but not child-like, more like dwarfs. Some of them have developed breasts. The teacher is saying, of one girl in particular, that she is happy not doing anything.

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

Summary of the Night

• Another tough BTS (back to sleep) period this time around 02:00 (~ 3 hours after bedtime), but did sleep and dream
• The experiences were much richer and involved with a lot of detail than what I am journaling. I remember the detail being there in the experience, I just don't remember those details upon waking. I need to work on remaining still upon waking, which is challenging if there is a strong bathroom urge and the body is tired of the current position.
• BT: ~23:00 or a bit earlier
• OOB: ~07:30

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Carousel

Outdoors, wide open area, people around. There is a "carousel" [maypole?] with streamers hanging from it. I grab the end of one and am holding on while the thing spins me around. At first I have to dodge obstacles close to the central pole, but then I'm moved farther out and I can spin around without hitting anything. I go around one or two times

Kissing DB

I'm with Uni g/f DnBrk, (she's riding the carousel with me?). We're nuzzling, I rub my chin on her head/hair, we kiss lightly. At one point she sticks out her tongue and I take it into my mouth and she's saying/thinking "OOOhh, this is much more exciting than when we were going out!

Fire Brigade

Outdoors daylight, park-like area, the fire brigade is here (working on a building?), I'm talking with them a bit, they're saying something

Red/Black

Indoors, cafe-like room with tables. A group of us are sitting down to one. Everyone has on bright red or black shirts. I look down and I have on [don't remember which color]

Sand Racers

Outdoors, daylight, same environment as Carousel? There is a group of people driving vehicles [racing?] through the sand. As I watch one guy drives from my left to my right in a sort of mini car/go-cart, and ends up piling up a small hill of sand in front of his car which blocks his progress and he stops.

Trombone style
A guy is playing the trombone. His embouchure is strange: his lips are extended far over the mouthpiece itself instead of being tucked in front of it. I remember how DB used to play: correctly. I "asked" her about it, and imagined she used the "proper" brass embouchure of pursing your lips like you've finished saying the letter "m" out loud.

first waking: about 2 hours

second waking: about 5 hours (?)

+ [f, vague] something about chess. Analyzing a position? something else about something. haha. just a faint impression of something else.

took 4mg galantamine and 600mg AlphaGPC. Never made it back to sleep, got up around 8.5 hours. Got very physically relaxed and felt a few "jerks" of approaching sleep but never made it over the hump. Happens sometimes when I'm maintaining mindfulness / lucid presence a lot during the day in the beginning.

Boo hoo.

BT early, ~ 22:30
reading TYoDaS before bed, feeling calm, very drowsy.

first waking with recall, about ~05:00?

+ restaurant, seat at table sit left side other guy right, people already eating so no point in ordering and waiting a long time, circular table, this place is famous for it's (lentils? onions? lamb? I see a dish),

+ in resort city? dirty feet. I want to wash them before moving on with my travels. I look down and see them, there's dirt on and about my toes and the top of my foot

+ bandit/gang invades room, hiding in large pit in room under blanket, guy starts stabbing around with toenail scissors, I decide to come up before he accidentally stabs me under the comforter, he stabs very painfully in finger tip and drives the point in painfully, I fight back and pull it out of my finger with great effort, I think our group could fight these guys back and want us to resist the attackers

+ In basement [of CH judging by the layout], I look down and see tiny things skittling/crawling across the floor. Then later they become ants carrying eggs [WL day residue], sweep them up, tiny broom ineffective, I remember there being a huge/wide broom back by the stairs that works better, . Then there is a guy and he's using the special device that is put high up on a shelf it's like a desktop computer seen from the back with foam and controls, I (another guy simultaneously?) saying "you can't use that." Then I clarify, " Yes you can absolutely USE it, but without an advanced degree you won't understand what's going on and can't contribute."

+ [f] putting strange little cartoon-y creatures with huge eyes ("AI"?) into computer cases/boxes

[Super long BTB, fully relaxed but very long to sleep. Get close to sleep several times. I feel myself starting to enter sleep but my mind prevents it/pulls back a couple of times. I again do the "pretend to be asleep" and it takes a long time but it seems to work. I also do SSILD and on the body cycle totally relax my body, sight cycle totally relax and unfocus my eyes, and on the audio cycle I work on stopping using my eyes to "see" and instead use only my mind's eye. Beginning of Hypnogogia but it never really goes anywhere]

2nd waking w/recall, about 07:30?

+ outside in city standing on sidewalk next to street, there are buildings on each side of the intersection so visibility left and right on the main street is limited. an older woman is sliding backwards down the slight incline on a sort of sled heading towards the main street, I just watch her go, she enters the road and I think that's dangerous she could be run over, and sure enough a truck comes from the left and hits her and runs over her, and stops. She is just lying there in the road, and I think I see a pool of blood around her head. I think that I should have stopped her when I had the chance when she rolled past me. I run to the street and I'm holding up my hands to warn off any more cars from entering that section of the road and hitting her again. I'm waving my arms to get them to stop/turn away. A very small car ignores me, goes around me, and continues forward (but doesn't hit the woman), I think that guy was really rude.

+ Sitting outside in a sidewalk seating area of a burrito restaurant. I'm with two other people, they are sitting across the table from each other, I'm to the left of the guy on whose side I'm sitting. I eat my food and finish it very quickly [on sensation of taste or texture]. Now I think I'm going to have to sit here while the other two people take their time finished their food. I look at the guy to my right's food, it's a bit burrito with a bright orange sauce and a bright green sauce as well. I think that is the super tasty hot/garlicky/creamy sauce that I love so much at my favorite Mexican places in SJ. I think man, that's got to be a tasty burrito. I also think it will be very messy to eat since it's so saucy.

[another waking? not sure]

+ [f] driving on a pure black and white road. Everything is full black or full white, no gray. Stripes / checkers on the road, it's a slightly twisty road

+ [f dreamlet? hypnogogia?] A brief scene of two 18-20 yo girls and some adults standing in the distance. I feel an attraction to the girls.

+ at dinner party. Sitting at table in dining room, people around the table. Then standing with the guests/hosts in the kitchen (it's an open dining room/kitchen combination room), and they're serving dessert, which is New York cheesecake. They're handing me the plates to put on to the table at each person's place. One normal piece. Then they give me a very large piece, which I put at my place because I want it . Then they hand me a plate with a VERY small piece, actually a collection of very think slivers all sort of piled together. It's so small I'm not sure where to put it. The host says "oh put that at my place" (or I imagine that?). They're also serving dessert wine?

I didn't remember eating the cheesecake, but then it's gone. I wanted to have some, slightly disappointed.

Then the party's over. The hosts are sitting at the dining table. I'm standing a bit away from it. I'm the last guest remaining. The host I see mostly clearly is the woman, with dark/black medium length hair, she's turning and looking at me. I tell them "Thank you so much for having me!" I realize it's a pain to have a guest who just doesn't leave and tell them that and that I'm going. On the other side of the table I have a large bag like a grocery bag and I look inside and see some bags of dessert, not cheesecake but some other cake/pastry, and I think that I perhaps shouldn't have these. I close the zipper on the bag, there's some guy standing nearby.

I'm at a large sink, I'm running my hands along it, I feel an irregularity like a soft spot, then I look down, and see that the entire corner is completely broken and the sink is unusable. The top material is all gone and I see underneath it a sort of structural support material (like on plastic moulded objects that help give them shape/strength). I tell the guy there that he's going to have to replace the sink. It's a huge sink, at least a yard long and very wide, practically a bathtub. I think (tell him?) that it's going to be hard to replace the sink because (I say this part) they are all built from cast iron underneath.

first waking with recall:

~ 06:00

+ I'm in a gym, on a reclined leg press machine. The sliding back part is flat on the floor and the pressing platform is up off the ground. This one has a sliding back piece that is on rails, it moves while you're doing the exercise. I'm adjusting the mechanism and positioning of the sliding back piece so that I get the proper full range of motion for my legs with the pressing motion. There is a locking mechanism on the right side that fixes the position, it has a button on it and I'm examining it, pressing the button, and sliding around with the back piece to try to feel out the correct positioning. Then I'm doing the leg presses, I do 5 reps, then 10, but I think I should probably not do more than 5, and then I'm thinking about logging this set in my training log book. There is a (man?) standing near/off to the right, observing me?

+ walking around an office. One of the things we need to do is to deep fry a potato, but the question is, where can we find one? There are some onions here on a shelve, we cut them and they are half rotten inside. I think it should be easy to find a potato, we just need to ask around to find someone who has one.

I'm approaching the workspace / desk (out in the open) of Mel. Grf. (grad school karate girl) with another friend/colleague (guy?). MG is sitting at her desk looking at us as we approach. Her eyes/expression is "off" a bit, she looks wild with crazy eyes. The skin of her neck and traps is exposed and I want to move behind her and give her a neck/shoulder massage, as I did at least once before [TRUE]. But I wonder if she will like it or not. I decide not to.

Walking back to my workspace, it is now dark/twilight, the workspace is tiny [DS] and many difference people's workspaces are all jammed together, flimsy small desks with computer equipment on them. GyPld (company n) is there and I greet him as if I were returning from an absence, and I think he thinks that I've encroached on his workspace and that he has pushed my desk back a bit away from him.

[LONG time awake after noting keywords from this waking. Very physically relaxed but mind jumping around a lot. Thinking about my chess game from the evening, and chess in general, and then shutting this down realizing it is too stimulating. No kind of mental relaxation or targeting works. I try "surrendering" and "accepting" my situation. After almost 1.5 hours of this, I try pretending to be very tired and then pretending to be asleep. Zero mental activity, total relaxation, a complete blank. This finally works and I do fall asleep and have a second period of recalled dreams, with a waking

08:30

+ I'm outdoors with a small group of friends. We're on a snowy path/road, and leads down a hill right in front of us. The road is white with snow and very smooth, and we get the idea to slide down the hill for fun. One of us backs up a bit to get more of a running start, and slides down the hill, going very quickly. I look down and see that at the bottom of the hill a green metal gate that goes the width of the road is now completely blocking the road, and my friend is sliding still very fast right towards it. She hits on the left side of the gate where it meets a wide post, and bounces of the gate/pillar up a bit, then lies there unmoving. I know that this is my Uni friend DeniDryr, and I call, "D, are you OK?" She seems to be moving a bit so I think she's OK. I continue to look down at the bottom of the hill and see that the gate is now open, and the road blocked, I do a sort of double take at this as I don't remember seeing it being opened.

Then I want to go. I also move a bit back from the start of the hill, but now the road is uneven, not flat silppery snow, but full of potholes filled with a pool of melted snow. I'm trying to get speed going but I'm moving really slowly. Then (I think?) my friend MR is there with me, also trying to get up speed, and I say "you have to really think about moving fast!" (or s/t like that).

Then I'm through the gate and find myself immersed in water, deep below the surface and I'm swimming up towards the surface. I want to breathe but I know I can't because I'm still underwater. I think of those situations where you're underwater, and the distance to the surface seems so far, beyond what your lungs can handle. I finally break the surface, and pull myself out of the water and sit on the side of a rock or concrete place at the level of the water and look at the surface of the water for a bit

+ I'm walking through a building with lots of people. A group of people is before me. I feel bold and am probably semi-lucid at this point. I see one young lady who I think is Kelly from "The Office" and select her for "interaction". I'm walking the corridors looking for a room offering privacy. We pass one room off to the right and I look in briefly as we walk by but it is filled with people. A bit later on I choose a room (that seems to be a library?) with low bookshelves, and I pick one of these and move it aside and there are still people but I figure to heck with them, then we interact [MEO] and I wake up.

S/O = someone
S/L = something like
CH = childhood home

earlier:

+ in a store standing in a crowd, really tightly packed with people. Thereare shelves in front of me and to my right, curving around, they are about eye level high. There are some of my favorite (childhood?) stuffed toys [FALSE] sitting on top of the shelves, about 3. This store is in a foreign country, and I want to take pictures of these toys, and I say "(s/o) will be amazed that these have traveled all the way around the world and now are in <country>! I bet they (s/o) never thought they (the toys) would end up here!" And I'm asking people to hold them so I can snap a picture.

[I had forgotten this dream! Thankfully I jotted down key words at the waking]

+ In a house with a huge party going on. I'm on the first floor. It is a large open room with a vaulted ceiling and the 2nd floor is like a big balcony looking down on the main living room where I'm standing. I'm looking up at the crowd on the 2nd floor, and they're looking down at me. The people are packed shoulder to shoulder. I see the face of old University friend NsfIsk standing a few people back from the front of the crowd, we make eye contact. I say S/L yes it's me, <my name>." And NI says, "it's me, NI", and I say, "Yes I see you!". I was standing on the right side of the balcony on the first floor. Then I'm on the 2nd floor, on the left side, and I'm thinking about the huge load of weight all these people must be having on the 2nd floor structure, they're dancing and hopping (and the floor is moving?) I'm thinking about the vertical support beams, and how they're probably barely holding up this load.

+ walking outdoors, I'm following some path. (There are some rhythmically moving obstaces? Not sure. I make it past). I walk under an overpass, and now it's like I'm in a wide long cave with rough stone walls, more like a stone hill, leading up and to the left. I see "footprints" embedded in the rock, and I take this as a hint that I should follow this path. The path opens out to a wide open atrium/room like in an office building, and the wall is now made of rubber with tendrils extended out, these I think are to grab your feet and hold them so you can walk down the wall. I do this and end up standing on the floor in the atrium

later:

+ I'm outside on the deck at my CH. I'm trying to watch something? The idea comes up (s/o recommends?) to use a projector and project it on the oak tree across from the deck as a "screen", and I look to my left further down the deck and see a large projector system sitting right there on the railing. (Mom and dad are there?). I project the image and it's pretty well seen there on the trees across from the deck. Then I'm there close to the "screen" and I'm adjusting the alignment between the screen and the projector, trying to get them to meet and to be squarely aligned so the image is not distorted to one side or the other.

+ at a ski resort, with a group (of kids?), I'm a sort of leader/organizer, I'm lining up skis along a long stand for the group members to take. I'm trying to get the skis to stand upright, I sort of "weave" the skis between long horizontal slats that make up the stand/fence. I take my skis and I notice that the toe fastener/clamp doesn't look quite right, like it's not going to hold my foot well, but I manage to adjust it to hold my foot satisfactorily.

My (deceased) MIL Z is there, and I'm a little bit worried about how she's going to be on her skis. I want to tell her how to stop using the "wedge" procedure. But to my surprise she seems quite adept on the skis, moves easily, even as we're approaching the start of the hill, does a sudden 180 and is skiing backwards! All so easily. "Wow, I think, she's really good and will have no problems." We start out on the (gentle) downwards slope, and she immediately demonstrates that she's able to use the wedge action to control her speed.

We come around a bend and the ski valley is laid out before us, shining and white, extending far into the distance. I think it is a lovely sight and say so. Down the hill are some fancy structures, round like a carousel, (made of snow?) very ornate. I think there is some sort of event (tour?) going on there and we ski there. Some staff member (yng woman?) is there, [this part I don't remember well], (something about a vacuum cleaner?), and she's saying why there won't be any access for us there inside the buildings.

S/A = something about
S/O = someone
S/W = somewhere
S/G = some guy

Sleeping well, but recall sort of low, mostly short disconnected fragments

+ In a store talking with a woman, standing by some refrigerator shelves, she's saying how to get some guy who's bugging is to stop: she recommends giving him a particular meat/roll (piroshki?) (wrapped in a celophane wrapper) to eat, because it contains a mineral that will make him go away

+ I'm walking corridors and going through doors, in an environment sort of like a hospital, with automatic/controlled doors, and I'm concerned that some zones will close and I will be trapped/won't have access, even though I sort of sense that this isn't true, I think I'll still have access, but as some doors are closing, I still hop through just in time to make sure that I'm not trapped outside where I want to be

+ [f] discussion of studying astrology (astro-physics?) as a legitimate branch of mathematics

+ [f] s/a best friend MR in a cot/bed (in a room with other beds?) is offering to share the music he's listening to.

+ [f] I enter a very ornate bathroom, richly decorated with earth tone tiles and towels, browns and reds, I think this is the b/r that some woman uses and she probably doesn't appreciate my being there.

+ [f] s/w a dragon, vaguely seen, deep down some hole, I think that I have a means to beat it but it is claiming victory

+ My sister P is asking about memory allocation techniques. She wants to know if she should use a region 4 or 5 technique. I ask s/g in front of me, sitting at a desk that is covered by hair/beard clippings, he answers "definitely region 4, but it has a limit of 1GB," I answer to P "a colleague of mine says to use 4". As I'm saying this I think that I should remember his name, even though I don't intend to say it, but I don't remember it

+ [f, vague] something about invoking a Staff of Cure Light Wounds (from Angband)?

+ [f, vague] doing something with a group of young people

+ In a large auditorium [major DS! DS! DS!] with people sitting in the 2nd level left wing, the auditorium below is filled with computer circuit boards instead of people in the seats, the people have a board too and a piece of it drops down below and I think "uh oh."
In the back upper right balcony, I'm thinking that I'm secretly writing upgrades to the system, I'm the original author of the code. Nobody knows I'm doing this. But someone (a woman?) is analyzing all the updates that I'm publishing, and I think that if they compare the style of the original code to the style of the updates, that they'll figure out that it's me writing/publishing the updates.

+ [f] outside, flying a drone to space(?)

+[f] outside, daylight, city sidewalks, walk past a street musician.

+ [ultra vivid] outside, daylight, looking up at the sky [DS], it is a blue sky filled with light dispersed thin clouds. I'm staring at the clouds, appreciating them. They are extremely clear and in sharp focus. I notice that the clouds and the patterns in them look like bootprints in fresh powdered snow. I say this to the people around me. I keep looking up at the clouds in the sky and they're not changing, and keep looking like bootprints in snow. Then I see stars, which are small dots/circles with rings around them that are rhythmically expanding outwards (like the ripples that extend out from a drop of water falling in to a pool). [DS! DS! strange stars that are animated, moving/flashing]

+ lecture hall / prof
I'm entering an auditorium-style lecture hall [DS! DS! DS!] from the left side (facing stage), young students are there ahead of me, already taking their preferred seats, one guy is lounging, lying back on a raised area with his feet up in front of him, I think if I don't hurry then all the good spots will be taken. I'm moving along a row of seats of the central section and I want to get to the far edge and go down a row and then sit, but 3-4 guys sit right at the last seats on the right of the row blocking my way [DS! blocked path], I manage to go around them and move down a row, sit down, and it turns out I'm in the front row. The prof is a MILF type who at one point turns around and sits right down in my lap. I think about goosing her. I think maybe she would be a "good time" [MEO 7/11/23].
(vague: there is a pasty cart of food items there on stage? People are eating them?). The prof offers that I should get up in front of the class and read a section of the day's studies, but I don't want to because I say "when I read things out loud I tend to remember them poorly".

+ outside, city, alley/small street, daylight, group of people is there, and then end up pouring out large amount of thick white paint directly on to the street. The street is slightly inclined leading down to me and I see the flow of think paint slowly making its way towards me. There are storm drains there and the paint is approaching it, the group is people who are ecologically aware, and we all realize that this is bad because the paint getting into the storm drain system will be bad for the environment. But it's too late to stop it.

+ on street near bus stop outside CH on FL, there are 3 large buses there, all turning to head in the usual route down FL. They are pure white, made of metal. I'm speaking to (unspecified people), saying "Yes I remember the original buses, their exterior color design, and the internal design" and I'm holding an image of how they looked back in my childhood in my mind, the green/blue colors, and the foam on the seats inside.

+ Walking in to a walk-in closet in side (my?) home, I see that the two maple chairs (from grandparents) are both there, because I know my wife L does not want them in the house. I turn towards the left and there is a path that leads forwards, turns a 90 degree corner to the right that is a square "U" turn, and I see on the ground that there is a toy city-scape and roadway made by my young son S2, and I'm careful not to step on it. As I maneuver forwards around the "U" turn to the right I see another toy city scape there once I've turned around and facing the other way.

early dreams, short

+ outdoors, twilight/dark [DS] I'm in a high place, a large hill, jumping/gliding down to lower levels [DS] the paths/streets/ follow the contours of the hill so I'm jumping across them as I go, there are trees and metal fences/shingles that I'm jumping/sliding along as I go down.

+ I'm standing outside a home (mine?), looking at a sliding glass door [DS], the latching mechanism is broken so I'm unable to get it to close properly [DS]. Some dangerous/threatening guy comes by.

+ MEO (CH b/r) (2023-07-13)

+ MEO + sitting in car and taking selfies when a call comes in, and I have trouble answering it. It's some scam that begins with a woman saying "You may have already won a brand new car!" I don't understand at first what she's saying, then she goes in to the sales pitch, and if they don't do absolutely everything right, the car is mine, for free! I don't fall for it, but then I hear that there's another guy on the line, a sucker who's falling for it, and who says "Yeah, I'll take it!"

just before waking up:

+ Observing a group of people outside, a young wife of a man (who has a harem?) says "don't you <something> me!? and stomps off, angry

+ I'm standing outside in daylight near the sidewalk near my home with my mom. I know that my instrument case and my sister's instrument case are both just left standing here outside, and I'm concerned they'll be stolen. I want to at least move them into the garage so they'll be inside, but I don't have access [DS, my path is blocked] because there is an electrician working at a large outdoor electrical panel right there near my property, and as I look at him I see bright sparks shooting out from the work he's doing.

+ Standing next to a car with people preparing to carpool to the orchestra rehearsal. There is the old guy from the NVS there (violinist). They're talking about loading up to go, but I'm quite unsure whether I want to go at all. We open the trunk of the car and we can store the instruments there so there's enough room to sit inside the car for all of us.

+ I'm playing in a concert, and I find my [mouthpiece] is broken! I inspect it and see one of the wires has slipped far out of position. Then I'm playing, doodling around and scales, I try for a low-Bflat but I can't get it to come out. I'm looking for a suitable cup in which to soak it, but I need something that can handle hot/warm water, and all the cups I see on tables in the rooms I'm moving through are all paper cups, they won't work. I encounter a door and open it and find a bunch of young guys (my old Boy Scout friends?) having some sort of gay sex party, they're trying to hide it but I see that they don't have pants on. I leave and close the door and I hear that they are continuing their activities.

+ in a gym, there is a really intense big guy doing arm lifts at really high speed, we collide lightly as he steps back into me but he ignores it and keeps doing his arm raises at high speed. I'm also doing arm lifts, but at normal speed, and I'm getting tired pretty quickly. I'm holding a small plate (not a dumbbell) in each hand. I'm amazed that that really athletic guy has been going at such high speed for so long without getting tired.
I see my son S1 there, he's with friends and they're doing bench presses. They all have really thin, scrawny arms, but they're still young I know they'll fill out and build muscle in time. Son S1 is explaining a "double-plate" to somebody, it looks like a double bicycle tire innertube inflated in two sections with a lower central "channel" in between the two halves. It is 18 (pounds?), because each half is 9, so it's 9+9

+ [long, vivid] I am standing outside a huge racquetball court, very tall, with large glass back wall, I notice the floor is very rough/uneven, I think that would make it hard to play. I also think the acoustics would be amazing in there so I enter and start to sing a section from "Sometimes When We Touch" (the final refrain, where he goes up high for "subsides....")


(forward to timestamp 3:20 for the part how like I sang it, DV doesn't preserve the timestamp on the video link apparently)

and when I sing that final high "SUBSIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIDES!" I really nail the high note, and the (women?) I'm with are murmuring their appreciation of my singing skills.

... scene transitions into an office, I'm walking down a hallway in a sea of cubes (there is a taller wall section up ahead) but I continue to explain "yes, I have a good musical ear".
Then I'm standing just outside "my" cube. A young black girl coworker is there and my company N manager ShCly. The girl gives me a very colorful blouse of hers to keep for her, I'm joke that "it's really going to give my cube color!" she's a bit embarassed by that but I tell her it's OK. I notice that my cube is REALLY small, I tell them both that, say that "man cubes are really getting small these days!" I look at it and there's barely enough room to turn around. I think with my manager standing right there I should act like a good mentor so I say "hey it's been a while, we should get together and talk, or go for lunch," and the girl mentions "yeah, I miss you." I think that I don't miss her, because whenever she's around, she really pesters me with tons of questions.

A bit outside my cube, somebody turns over a terrarium full of red and pink snakes, and pours them all out on to the ground. Somebody's "pet" thing is there, and it is like a horror beast made up of a mixture of ribs and fingers, like a living human ribcage but slightly smaller size about twice as long as human fingers. It is tan/brown colored, covered in a sort of onion skin like material. The thing jumps at me and locks its "fingers" around my left arm, and I'm alarmed by this and trying to pry it off of me. I'm telling to the owner (a man coworker) to take control of this thing. There seems to be a second copy of it running around and latching on to me. I'm screaming for the guy to take them under control, I pry it off of me eventually (they hold on REALLY hard), and I notice the owner is rolling his eyes to the sky, he can't believe my "extreme" reaction to his beast(s).

I want to get out of the room I'm in (and move in to the next room, which is a kitchen?), and a staff member goes through a normal sized service door, then opens a tiny little short door for me to go through. I think that's ridiculous so I just move through the service door even though I know I'm "not supposed to." I'm standing near a counter where a glass or two remain of the set of cocktails that my former coworker GrSndrs made, there is a machine to the left that he used to make them. It looks really good, like a Long Island Ice tea, colored red/orange/brownish. I'd like to drink it, but I know that I'm driving and so I can't.

Then I'm outside watching GS and some other really huge fat guy standing out on a high hill (a few feet away from me) and the big fat guy let's out a huge yell: "FFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!"

first waking: no recall, take 4mg galantamine and 300mg Alpha GPC (my once a week "lucid party", trying out different timings to see if it counteracts the insomnia effect).

2nd waking:
remembered having lots of dreams, details have faded, jotted just keyword notes. Seems the galantamine did it's thing, and I didn't have trouble falling asleep. Dreams more vivid for this time of night I think, but a lot of content and a lot of the details faded.

Many are short, on the verge of fragments

+ Climb up on a ledge, I'm trying to work my way into a building, and I get stuck/stranded there. There are various doors leading in to the building accessible from the ledge but they all open on to concrete/solid walls, so there's no way in.

+ I'm running with/from a pack of kids. I think I'd be able to run much faster if I had sneakers on instead of running with bare feet.

+ Waiting with a group of people at a parking garage, then the door opens

+ driving in a city, spread out open strip-mall type of place, I can't quite see if the traffic lights are red or green but I drive anyway, I see across the street from an intersection a grouping of fast food restaurants, including [I think] the classic old "Doggy Diner" dog sign:

I think there is a lot of tasty fast food there an I anticipate buying and eating it, including the deep fried tacos [From Jack In The Box, but I didn't remember this name in the dream]

+ standing at a kiosk outside on a city urban sidewalk (there are some people around me watching). I'm flipping through an electronic menu, looking at all the pictures of fancy/weird burgers. I try to pay for my order and there is some problem with the system, it wants me to pay a huge sum of money that incorporates a number of previously unpaid orders. I write on the kiosk "do not use" and leave.

+[f] trying to move past some truck (in an underpass?) but it is too wide and is blocking my path [DS, blocked path/can't move forwards]

last waking:
+[f] something about my former MIL Z and some (telephone pole?) wires

+ flying around in an F35 fighter jet. Take off from a runway, wonder if it's long enough, it is, then I'm spinning around, doing steep rolls, and fly upside down, then I head towards the ground and pull up just in time.