FryingMan

Halfway through (4 hours into) a really early to-bed night (7:30pm!)

+ talking to a girl/bunch of girls on Ol near FL, one is named "Yuna". One is alone at first and I try to get her to follow me, but she's hesitant. She waits for the group to join her and then I approach and ask them their names, and start to get closer to them and the dream fades.

+ walking through the village with naked / bathing girls, threatening atmosphere, stuck in entrance area; super windy weather, strange pyramid sailboat; Breaking bad's Walt is in chains and body-invades another prisoner and watches the face change

+ super high security home, toothpick security cameras bristle from the ceilings and are even on the mirrors in the bathroom, the security guards scan for unfamiliar faces

I'm standing at a bathroom sink it's fairly dark, inspecting the mirror, the mirror has strange features and I'm trying to figure them out: it's a multi-section mirror and I do not recall seeing any reflection. There are tiny bead-sized "mirrors" I think, capturing the image and reflecting it in zig-zag diagonal order back and forth up the face of the mirror and finally into a small video camera at the upper-right corner of the mirror, this goes to the security system.

In a open dining room/kitchen area with a large island, some women are there, I notice poking down out of the ceiling everywhere a forrest of little spines, toothpick-thin with tiny video camera beads on the end of them. They send images of faces to the security guards for constant review. I wonder if they'll come for me since even though I'm here with people who are obviously not scared of me, I'm not registered in the system, the woman says she will call and notify them that I'm OK.

+ in upper level of two-level gym, checking out hot girls below, I say "If you stand in front of the guys with muscles, it seems like the girls down below are looking up and smiling at you"; fight at the gym between two black guys with briefcases, one messed up "all the orders" of the other one

I'm doing bicep curls in a gym with a barbell. It's an upstairs area with a big glass wall (dream sign) overlooking a large lower gym area. My area is multi-level like large steps with a bunch of people around me and above/behind me also working out. I'm appreciating 3 super hot girls (exaggerated body part sizes?) in the front/right area of the gym floor below. I come out of this room to a side area and I'm exclaiming with happiness/smiling that I've figured something out: "If you stand in front of the guys with muscles, when the hot girls smile at them you think they're smiling at you!", I have a thought that this is sort of pathetic.

+ with college friends, DD is young and pregnant and showing nice cleavage, she greets me warmly then I notice her fairly exposed bust and exclaim, "Hell Yeah!"

+ at the busy train tracks intersection, cut leg on ragged edge of screen mat, guy wants to share mat, weird lizard twiggy chest muscle-man in the garden, another guy shows me the way out, the path is ankle deep in sliced tomatoes.

A group of us are approaching the major intersection, it is a crossing where a train/vehicle tube approaches from the left and continues on the right, but at the crossing the tube is cut away so the cross street can go across. I run up to the intersection with a folded up section of screen-door screening and I cut the left side of my lower left leg on the exposed jagged edge, I look down and I see a 1.5 inch cut in the pre-bleeding stage, just a few spots of red. Waiting for the cross traffic (fast cars/vehicles) to clear away they're moving from left to right, I think this is a dangerous intersection, don't want to get too close to the traffic. After the vehicles pass I see a group of people running after the cars. We "go" and turn right and start running with the flow. We're carrying these mats (mine made of screen material) so that we can "run on them" and it will allow us to go faster. A guy approaches from my right and asks me if I can use my "???" (screen), I say no I have none to spare. We're running to the left side I'm trying to choose the right path. My wife is behind me and tosses an empty sack to the guy and says here to use it as his "running mat".

I enter a little garden area with a muscle-y guy who takes off his shirt, I expect to see standard muscles but his chest is bizarre: instead of regular pectorals, his upper chest is covered with raised, lizard like "chicklet" small square bumps about 1/4 to 1/2 an inch on the side, slightly orange-ish colored. His main "pecs" are made up of a tangle of short twigs raised up over his skin, it's really weird. Another guy offers me a way out of this garden, a short curving-to-the-left little path to the right up out of the area, I walk in it and it is ankle-deep in sliced tomatoes.

edit: 2-3 hour "WBTB" then back to sleep (2am), up 10am

tons of dreams, lots of wakings, lots of "The Phase" attempts, probably only half of dream scenes remembered, very vivd/"present" but no lucidity

Probably at least 6 or more The Phase separation attempts during late morning on and off dozing (usually my best time for lucids), mostly the rotating visualization, once I got a bit of a strange feeling and a bright flash of HI but it subsided quickly. Each time returned to a dream, non-lucidly.

+ checking wife into hospital ("short term/long term?/allergy?"), expensive ($3600 total, $2511 after insurance). The clerk is a young Asian man seated on the other side of a counter. I'm here to check in my wife. He asks "long term or short term?" I know it's not long term but I want the possibility of overnight if needed, so he says "allergy (check)". Several more questions/answers, and he pronounces the bill is around $3600 total and $2511 out of pocked for me. I think that insurance (Obamacare?) is barely helping at all and we may forego treatment entirely with that bill.

+ fixing something in a tangle of 2 women, "give me the screwdriver"; medical exam of young woman who's bleeding slightly from every toenail (& tooth?), touch her (ahem).

There is a woman doctor checking out the young woman who says "it hurts," and the young woman's mother, I'm lying with the young woman on a bed under the sheets while she's being examined. At one point the doctor/mother leave and I ask the YW where it hurts, and she takes my hand and places it firmly on her genital area. It feels unrealistic, like a thin layer of skin over a hard artificial surface underneath.

Spoiler for explicit:

I run my fingers up and down and work them inside the top layer, and feel the warmth and moisture

. The doctor/mother come back and I quickly move to pull up the panties of the YW, and make a gesture like i'm pulling mine up as well, and I think this arm-gesture is well-understood and they'll know that I'm pulling up my underwear under the sheets. They inspect the girl some more and this is where I see the spots of dried blood on top of every toenail, and I feel relief that attention is diverted away from what we were just doing.

+ find my kids socks lying in the gutter in the parking lot of a stripmall, enter sports store to buy underwear, $68 / pair, jersey/jockey confusion

Driving in a car turning from an intersecting cross street to the right on to a long large street of endless strip malls like El Camino Blvd. in silicon valley. I stop and get out and cross the sidewalk into the parking lot. I look down and see a few pairs of socks in the gutter/edge/curbe of the parking lot, I look at these for a while and am trying to figure out if these were my kids' socks that I'd been looking for for a while. One pair is medium-dark army green.

I enter the sports store and I want to buy a pair of underwear. There are bins and shelves all around. Sales guy comes up and I tell him I want to buy a pair of jockey briefs, "short" and he leads me to a display. The material is dark (black) with lots of dark but colorful vertical stripes (green, gold, etc.). I can't tell the shape of the thing. The guy indicates it's $68/pair, I'm astonished at the price. I say I wanted jockeys, not a jersey, maybe he's showing me a sports shirt for the gym.

+ drive down hill steering locks up park without collision, talk to guys who's plants I slightly ran over, where's the hospital/DMV, buildings in distance, narrow vegetable store shortcut, buy something to be polite, $36 eggplant, wallet

I'm driving down a hill daytime in our old white minivan. The steering wheel stops responding, it's locked up like when parking, I think this is because I've committed some driving infraction and the police have locked my steering wheel. I'm amazed I haven't crashed yet. There is a tiny bit of play in the wheel and I keep driving maneuvering around a bit, but don't have enough control. I pull over to the left curb and apply the brakes card and come to a stop just barely before hitting a parked (motorcycle?) where a guy is about to get on and start. I get out and he comes to me saying how I almost hit him and I'm repeatedly telling him that my steering wheel locked up and I had no choice/ no control. I'm standing on the sidewalk looking at my van, the rear left wheel is up on the curb and near some plants with colorful (purple?) knarled roots. The owner of this plant (another guy) is standing besides me and talking about how I slightly ran over his "?????" plant, and I say believe me, the last place I want to be is on your "????" plant.

I ask the way to the DMV/hospital(?), I say (sort of [false memory] remember) "is it there beyond the freeway" which I see in the distance. No, they say it's that building there, I see two building much closer, large, cube-shaped, multistory & tall (10-12), light tan/peach colored, with castle-like ornamentation on the upper floors.

I'm walking towards them to pay my fine and unlock the steering wheel of my mini-van.
Enter a small market, I need to get to the other side, a friendly vegetable stand vendor (Asian woman) beckons me to walk through her stall, it's long and very narrow. I see vegetables on shelves all around me, there's a long basket of (olives?) in my way, she raises it up so I can get by and I'm concerned that they will fall out. The way is long and narrow, I'm thinking as I approach the end and the sidewalk on the other side that I should buy something in appreciation. I turn around and stand at the counter, I'm asking about bunches of purple peppers, I ask "are these hot peppers?" (I like hot peppers). They turn into small eggplants as I'm watching. She gives me a price (tag?) of $36. I'm astounded, $36 for 2 small eggplants?! No way. I say maybe $9 or $10 if in a really fancy store, but I think more like $5 is appropriate.

Yay, a coherent multi-scene nicely recalled dream:

+ czech orchestra & many conductors; Missouri conservatives; football; old dog & young kid, dog enters neighbor's yard, go get him, talk about kids schooling; high school outdoors hot dog lunch

Czech orchestra:
I'm walking through an atrium-like open indoor space. I hear an orchestra playing. I hear them making some mistakes, they're perhaps a student or an amateur orchestra. As I walk through the crowd of white people standing around (most are women/girls), I notice that a bunch of them are moving their arms like they're conductors to the orchestra, just standing there in the crowd, however. One of them is a small girl. They are speaking a slavic language, but it's not Russian. It turns out they're Czech.

Missouri conservatives:
I'm standing at a table near a (glass) wall/window (dream sign) with a group of men. I know that we're in Missouri. I see their faces, they look normal. One has a sweater on. I think they're pretty conservative. We're standing around for a while. The talk moves to football and the TV show. They're astonished that in some places, there is only one broadcast of a football game, they're used to multiple broadcasts where each team's fans can watch the broadcast focused on "their" team.

Football game:
kickoff, the kickoff comes down and actually goes out the end zone. Wait, it's a field goal, the kickoff actually scored a field goal! Replay, watch it again, yup the refs hands to up signaling a score. Switch to playing football with a group of small black boys in street clothes, we're pushing a football around and I'm encouraging a small boy to take it and run.

Old dog:
I'm holding my old (deceased) dog L in my arms, I'm looking at him and think he doesn't look good: old, sick, he has a large discolored spot on his back. I put him down at his water bowl, I think he's been without water for a long time, I look into the cabinet where he was sleeping and think no water was put there. I think about him trying to drink the water, he's weak but seems to be able to do it. The water is not clean and has bits of food floating in it, I pick up the bowl to empty and refill it in the sink.

Then my son S1 is there as a small boy and makes a funny non-sense rhyme, and I rhyme back to him in nonsense words.

I notice through the dining room glass window (real memory of old home) that dog L has just trotted out the front door. I move to follow him, I notice that there are a lot of piles of leaves around the porch but that a large, regular rectangular area covering most of the porch has had the leaves cleaned off.

I follow dog L and think how much I'd love to walk with him like this one more time, just him and me (semi-lucid thought?)

Dog L enters a gate into a neighbor's yard (false memory), I follow, at the gate I see the woman owner is there, I make a hand gesture movement indicating "can I come in?" I apologize for the dog coming in, I pick him up. There is a teen girl in the yard at a well(?)

Start walking down a flight of steps and am talking with (neighbor man?) about schools, he says "your boys probably go to <such and such> school?" I say "no we had them in school but then homeschooled them, but when they were in school (we made sure they had a flexible schedule?). Then "when you're 16 and 18 you've got it made in the shade."

Walking along a concrete division, the other guy is a high school student. We're walking in the wide-open court of the high school, it's lunch time, in the distance I see a high school boy sitting at a table with a large plate mostly empty but with a few scraps of hot dog/sausage on it.

Approaching the hot dog stand the cook is serving up hot dogs, at first I see what look like chili dogs, as I step up to the table I see there are chili dogs and a giant corn dog, a deep-fried hot dog about 2 feet long, 3x in diameter fof a normal hot dog. The cook starts slicing the hot dog in half along its long axis, I wake up.

+ (f) (vague [early ones seem to always be vague when I don't record]) in a dark place, warehouse? large shapes falling like dominoes

+ atrium geometric storm, catch the weird robotic bug, use its "seed" for manufacturing something(?)

I'm at work(?) it's a large atrium with glass walls (dream sign) and plants. Outside there is a big storm coming (WL news), I see it arrive, huge dark clouds but they're geometric shapes, big dark-lead-grey almost black geometric chunks of clouds with numerous hemi-spheres descending from the bottom like an egg carton.

I'm approaching a tree / clump, we need to catch something in there. I look to find a stone I can stand on to get high enough but don't find one, someone else knocks the weird bird/bug out of the tree, it slips through my hands, but I manage to separate it into two pieces. It looks mechanical, it's two parts join via a metalic joint. But the body feels squishy and I'm nervous about touching it. The hind section has what we need, I open it up (?) and take out a capsule, some discussion of using this to produce something.

+ plumbing fail: water/sand is shooting out everywhere: washing machine

Trying to turn off faucets that are spewing water and sand.

+ microwave reflections: I'm "drunk?", female coworkers nude selfies in profile

I'm at work, I'm trying to find my station there. There's a long row along one side of the room extending around a 90-degree angle where 2 walls meet. I'm looking down one row looking at name tags and see that each station has a microwave oven for cooking lunch. At the end of the row to the left the microwaves get tiny, barely big enough for a sandwich, I hope that's not my station, it's not. Around the corner I think I see my full name written. I'm looking into the reflection in the microwave oven, is it a reflection or a picture? I see somebody, face familiar, middle-aged, curly hair (is it me?) but the face has a lot of cracks in it like an old oil painting. I look at this face for a while trying to determine if it's me. I ask "is that me?" Somebody answers "yeah, you look like that when you're drunk." The scene changes to naked female figures in profile, they're of my "coworkers," I wonder why they took those pictures. Just a hint of the rosy colored nipples are visible on the breasts. There's a sequence of different girls all similarly posed in profile, standing, I think there's something in that room that makes girls want to take pictures like that.

+ cooking class: undercooked chicken sandwich, pigeon pie (poor things are live to start with)

I'm at a table in a room of tables arranged like a class-room, it's a cooking class. I'm preparing some raw chicken which sort of oozes off of the table and plops on the floor. Should I wash it? We're going to cook it after all. I'm eating a chicken sandwich and enjoying it. Some other class participate, a boy, mentions the "undercooked chicken sandwich." I don't think MINE is undercooked. But I look down at a chunk of chicken in my hand, and I turn it over and indeed it is pink on the bottom, not raw, but definitely undercooked.

The teacher announces the next lesson is "pigeon pie." I look down at the corner of a table and see a (dead? dying) medium sized bird lying on its side, fully feathered, is it a pigeon? Doesn't look like any bird I know. I see it moving, it's still alive do we have to kill them? There are a couple of women seated at a table filled with bags or live pigeons. They take them into their hands and wring their necks. First they milk out of the rear-end a quail-egg-sized egg, put the egg on the table, then wring the neck of the bird. The teacher says "don't feel sorry for the birds." I think that you must get the egg before killing the bird or the egg won't come out.

+ robot hospital: massive complex, waiting for help at the terminals, inspecting bottles of dreaming supplements(!), see son S1 who's playing a game

Walking down a hill and turning a corner to the right outside in daytime. People are walking in the streets, there's a large building up ahead and to the left. I'm trying to find the pharmacy, I ask a woman about the pharmacy. The people seem not quite right. Inside, it's a HUGE buiding it's a hospital, I need to register and check in (my wife is pregnant?). I look down a loooooong high open atrium area, easily 100 yards long or more, I think wow this is a huge place. The place I'm in has a group of people waiting in front of a line of complex computer terminals with large screens, the line makes a 90 degree turn. Helpers are coming up and meeting the waiters and helping them. I look at the helpers and think the people here are strange, it's like they're all robots. Nobody's coming to help me. I'm seated and looking at containers in front of me, I look at one it contains some sort of granules, I read the label and it says something like "...... / VPIKT" I think "ah, yes, I've heard of that, it's a supplement for lucid dreaming". Well, still nobody is coming to assist me so I stand up and walk farther down the atrium and I see my son S1. He's standing at a counter involved in something, paper receipts are falling down? I'm frustrated that he's not actively trying to help get us checked in. I look at his screen and it's a gambling game green background where 3 numbers/things are presented dynamically and you have to guess what will be shown. The view/ my vision then shows my sons's profile view of his head and I look at it and think his nose is a lot more hooked than I remember it being, he's sweating?

+(f) (vague/unsure) cars? At LH(s)?

+ summary: (angband dream!) walking through a cave dwelling, stepping over a spiked pit trap, opening doors onto singing monsters who were frightened of me

I'm walking through a complex of underground dirt caverns, fairly dark but I can see. I'm looking for something, a way out, a way home, or just back to the "main" room of this place. At one point I enter a large spherical dirt room, near the top of the room is a little "window"/door thing that I think people above me can use to look down. At one point I open a door which is made of criss-crossed metal bands and there are monster-zombie looking things on the other side of the door, singing (it's a concert? ), they're frightened of me, I'm not supposed to open that door, I close it again. I walk up to a circle on the ground and step over it, the top falls away to reveal a spiked pit trap, I move carefully and don't fall into it, but I look down and see dozens of crudely sharpened wooden spikes pointing upwards.

+ standing outdoors at night next to bleachers where people are sitting, (DO?), a wife takes pictures of a husband and son against starry night sky, I "see" the photos

The photos are the profile of the man and boy, dark but visible, against a starry sky. The stars are superimposed on top of the faces, I look at several faces and think the photographer must be using a long exposure in order to get the stars visible in the night sky

+ competition in front of computers, faces of celebrities giving reviews of video games

The faces are talking without sound. The view sometimes zooms close so that only a portion of the face of the speaker can be seen.

+ chased by a guided missile, pull out its circuit board; closely examine the components and structure circuit board

I and something else are flying through the sky, the other thing is being chased by a guided missile thing. Then the missile thing starts homing in on *me* and I must fly for my life, twisting and turning and rolling away from it. It is a large blocky device with exposed circuit boards. I slap at them and one by one they close up into the housing of this "missile." At one point I decide to yank out an exposed circuit board in order to disable the missile, this seems to work.

I'm examining an intricate circuit board up close. There are chips and resistors and wires everywhere. I think about replacing the board (forgot about the missile at this point) and line up the pins of a connector with some socket and plug it in. I see that by handling the circuit board I've messed up a bunch of resistors, which used to be neat and orderly and now are loosely hanging off of the board on long, bent, metal leads, very sloppy. I'm looking at the joining place of two metal plates of the board, there is a welded connection but in order to connect the two halves there is a special think bundle of wires that runs from one plate to the other plate.

+ (lucid) get off freeway at off-ramp to "visit" a book(?), some kids are watching me, I take off flying to show off, realize I'm dreaming, and move around spider-man style shooting webs from wrist and pulling myself along with them

I'm on a freeway and see a sign in something I'm interested in (a book? book reading?), there is a white circular sign and a black circular sign, and they indicate (1 mile?) distance to the event/thing/place, I exit the freeway on a curved off-ramp and reach a stop at the end of the ramp. There is a car (or two?) of (kids?) people there, I'm being announced? I'm an important person/celebrity. I'm standing in pajamas and holding a huge pillow in front of me in both arms. I decide to give the observers a thrill and to show off. I take a few steps and take off flying, I think they'll think they've just seen superman! I'm flying up into the branches of trees of a tree-lined suburban street. I will myself to go faster in order to make a good show but I don't go faster. I stall among branches and houses nearby, and do a few "air swimming" strokes to get higher but am barely moving. I start pulling myself forwards along thin shoots of branches from the trees. I'm up fairly high and moving along this way and approach a long water spout from the roof of a house with a smallish trickle of water coming down, which I want to avoid. I move to the left and continue pulling myself forwards via these thin shoots/branches from the trees. My eyes reach the level of the roof of one of the houses, a sloping roof of a brown-shingled house, and I realize that I should affirm to myself that I'm dreaming. "I'm dreaming, this is a dream." "I should keep this in mind as I continue the dream." I'm thinking how I can move about better and decide to try shooting spider-man webs from my wrists and pull myself along with them. It works the first time! I shoot a web to a vertical portion of the house whose roof I'm on, and pull myself along. Then I do it again and again, and I'm still moving kind of slowly. I think to pull myself faster by yanking down really hard on the webs after they stick ahead of me and I do move a bit faster. I'm then on the top of a hill outside trees are gone, sort of a ranch-like area with rolling hills, there's a hill across from me. My two sons have appeared and are kind of teasing me "Ah, what are you doing, moving around like spider man?" I say "you can do it, too!" I shoot a web to the hill across from me and quickly pull myself across. I notice my older son is going to try it, I think he's going to aim for a wire fence and think that won't be a good connection (there's a cow on the other side of the fence?). He shoots a web and I see it expand in the air but it just stops without reaching a target. I notice that I must sort of pull my hand off of the web every time. I wonder who cleans up all those webs that spider-man leaves around the city.

23:00 big mug of warm milk and handful of almonds,
feeling nicely relaxed and sleepy
00:15 warm shower
00:30 bedtime

+(f) boy scouts? DG the troop leader dedicating his time? I was doing something here with young scouts just stays on the tip of my memory unable to get it back so far.

07:17
+ (vivid, dream signs galore, fascinating) massive storm rolls in at the farm, I hide people in the barn/cellar, watching gas pipe installation

I "wake up?" on a table outside a open-air barn on a farm, jump off the table and feel (heavy? unstable?) on my feet and "get stable", the farmer is there it's daylight, he mentions doing something with the milk crate over behind a building, I look and see it , the area is very cluttered with a lot of things. I'm walking along and feel strange, a strong wind blows me and I start to float up and get blown by the wind, the farmer says something like "Whoa there don't get blown away" and I come back down. I look up at the sky and see very threatening storm-tornado looking clouds blowing in at massive speed, like time-lapse photography. I call to the farmer to come and take cover at the big house/barn, he says something about the kids but I see they're very far away.

I'm at the house/barn to take cover, it's twilight outside, and hoards of people have arrived to take shelter, there are clowns from a circus, and young men with no mouths on their faces which stretch open to show a mouth open under the mouth-cover skin like Neo in The Matrix. I direct them into stalls in the barn I'm wondering about all these people, will they steal out stuff? But we have to help them. I'm directing people to sit in stalls/little rooms, then I move to open the storm cellar,
at first I can't get my hands on the handle but then I open it. There's a tight stairway leading down, and a guy moves ahead and sits in a stuffed chair in the middle of the stairway blocking the way. I try to get him / the chair to move, eventually the chair/guy falls down the rest of the way to the bottom of the stairway and I think he may have gotten hurt.

Down the stairs in the storm basement it's like a well-equipped rec room with tons of things / a kitchen. I take a bottle of alcohol and want to drink, I"m looking for a glass I go to a cupboard up about my head and think about the round globe glass I see there this is like the boy was holding earlier I think, I take out a very light cup that seems to be thin plastic. Then I see the (boy?) and a girl who wasn't there before sitting on stools, I'm attracted to the girl I look at her face she's quite attractive but I'm shy/inhibited, she has short brunette hair, I look but do not touch/approach.

Thought turns to how much time is passing: strong sense that time is passing more quickly than it seems: a clock? A large screen view of a field/outside, the girl says that (my name) is doing such a good job taking care of us that we didn't realize how much time has past. On the screen there is the overhead image of a school and the girl says that's where all the people came from. I'm trying to direct the image, make it go back to the school it's a high overhead image of a rural area with vague shapes among the green of the trees.

First person view then of moving through the landscape, I try to "right click" and select "overhead view" several times but the view does not change back, I mention it's broken and the girl/woman says several times her husband wrote (the code for) it. DO view of approaching a ranch-style sprawling home.

Then the view suddenly opens and I'm approaching the Bay Area and say "well it doesn't matter, because I'm home" and in front of me is a large /long ditch and workers are there assembling very intricate involved tubing, I think this is the reason for the power outage, not the storm, they're working on the gas mains / installing new ones. I walk through the ditch observing, the piping becomes incredibly complicated and intricate, huge clumps of cables and pipes. I observe how they test the pipes for pressure: they use a compressed air device, which they push onto the opening of their new pipe and push down on a lever and the device creates pressure on the pipes inside and they look for leaks. This ditch is about 10 feet below street level and everything is dirty, and I think that's reasonable because we're underground. Amazed in the dream at the level of intricate piping that is being assembled.

back to sleep, takes quite a while (1 hour?) I think to myself several times: "If I can just get back to sleep, I WILL get lucid". Distracting noises. Feel beginnings of frustration, why do I have to live where there is so much morning noise? Quickly squash these whiny thoughts: you want LDs?
Tried "writing on the blackboard" visualization but didn't do anything for me. Get back to sleep then, full relaxation. Count-down relaxing breaths, many many times, finally start to lose the count and sleep...

10:11
+ up-close observation of open-top, dual-chamber, automated clothes washing machine.
This washing machine fills with water ,drains, fills with water, drains, fills with water ,drains, and then a robot mechanism moves from the top to the clothes and starts agitating them. I'm wondering about the 2nd chamber, and look at the mechanism to see that it must slide to the other side on a track, and it does. Then a long black rectangular arm telescopes out and I expect it to start agitating the second washing chamber. There are options for cleaning the faucet: wipe just the counter, wipe the handle, (etc).

+ (lucid) walk quickly to maid to do TOTM but wake up
I'm sitting in a recliner chair in some sparsely furnished apartment. In front of me is a corridor leading to a room. There's a digital clock on a shelf along the wall and it reads something like 12:30, I think this clock is an hour different from actual time. A maid appears and is dusting around the clock, I look to my right and see the flat-panel TV, it's really dustry, I want to ask the maid to clean it.

(transition?)
I'm looking down the hallway again and isntantly realize I'm dreaming. I jump up from the recliner, start walking towards the maid who's walking over to the TV to the right, do a nose pinch as I walk and yep I can breathe. The maid stops and turns to face me, she's fairly attractive but I push this thought from my mind. OK, TOTM, now, .... and the dream gets unstable, I rub and rub and rub my hands but to no avail, dream transitions/ends

+ gangster house / robbery at convenience store down the hill
There is a house on a hill that I'm travelling to, urban city environment, daylight. As I pass a convenience store at the bottom of a hill a story is narrated about a woman who attempted to murder the clerk, and pulled the most common of beginner cons on him, called (something). I drive past, up the hill a few houses, and park to the right, the pavement curves up towards the curve. I park and get out (of the passenger door!) and think I'm parked just past the gangster house, there are a few normal looking cars parked there.

Woke at about 5 hours with a long, vivid dream:

+ summary: driving with wife, she's giving directions, get stuck on hill meridian; playing hide-the-ball-thing with kids who never wait for me to hide it; boy-scout meeting; mountain camp-site, viewing the trees and the lake, see elephant seals

I'm in the car driving, wife is giving me intersection-by-intersection directions. I think some of the streets she's directing me to are one-way the wrong way. We eventually stop on a large meridian on a hill and need to turn around to get out, but there's another car there, driven by a man, we have to wait for him to get by before we can get back to the street, talk with him briefly.

I'm playing a game with a bunch of kids boy/girls: I'm holding a little ball and I need to hide it and they'll chase it. An important religious figure is playing, too. I get a running start and throw the little (brown?) ball to someone else on a lawn and the kid are all over it running quickly. Then I'm running with the ball again trying to find a place to hide it but the kids won't leave me alone.

I'm running towards a hill, over a little bridge, and TZ is giving me a little push on my lower back. That's really helpful, I can go faster with it. I turn around and she keeps her hand where it was, which is now directly on my (ahem). She continues to push while I'm running backwards up the stairs, and think "yeah, push me on my (bleep)", it feels good.

I emerge from a door into a room with a bunch of boy-scout leaders and late-teen scouts (staff members), I'm shaking hands with the adult leaders and greeting them. They say something about the full 4-week camp finishing and the teen scouts made it all the way through, I think "hah, I made it through several 4-week long camps myself."

Sitting in the staff area of commissary in the camp on the lake, I'm thinking did they carve the seats yet? I'm looking and see a partially carved seat. Then I see a long tree piece that had been carved into a shovel, I think the trees for that came from right down there at the boat landing at the lake. Sitting in this elevated area looking to the right, I'm thinking about the trees and the water. The water seems far away, the view is beautiful. I'm noticing that there are not many trees left down around the P / R camps at the corner, and say this to the guy sitting next to me. He says "yeah but thankfully the big tree on the A rock [where the staff sleep] is still there". I'm thinking yeah, but the tree up at the EN is old/dying/dead.

I'm looking at the water in the lake, and notice a sort of disconnected lagoon of very warm water just beyond that I think my companion is interested in. In the water I see big blobs moving like algae blooms. Look more carefully and I see that they are elephant seals swimming up the narrow waterway towards us, I say "hey, look, seals!" pointing them out.



edit nap:

+ walking down a steep dirt road with wife, starts raining, run back up for umbrellas (boy can I run fast, I'm not getting tired, even! Doh!)

+ summarylucid for a bit) entering a party wearing torn shorts; realize this is an *awesome* party gonna get smashed, it's like a dream; nose pinch, jump up and down, it's a dream: try to warm up a hotdog on a bizarre electric range.

I'm walking up a hillside, a well-dressed (foreign) girl is preparing to formally state her love of her young man, people are gathering for the party. I realize I'm wearing my dirty, torn, ratty shorts. We're walking up the stairway to the apartment for the party, I'm saying I have a change of pants, I pull a clean set of shorts out of my backpack and show it to a guy in the group, he's saying good, because you can see a "crack of hair" in the ratty ones I'm wearing. I'm really embarrassed about my ratty shorts. We arrive and I want to change in a back room. Out in the main room (wife's there?), it's a bright amazing room stacked high with colorful alcoholic beverage containers, food, etc., it's amazing, it's going to be an amazing party and I'm going to get absolutely smashed. It's like a dream party. Hmm, dream? Nose pinch, can breathe. Nose pinch, can breathe. What does this mean? Nose pinch, can breathe. I can breathe every time, but am I dreaming? Jump forwards, fall to floor, was gravity normal? Stand up, launch myself forwards on to the bed on top of a girl [grab her I think a bit], was my falling speed normal?I'm dreaming! Something about the courses they offer at this college, a big pack of little condiment containers, I open one and put a private part inside (!?!?). I get fascinated by the hot dogs, they've been preparing some, eating some. There are regular hot dogs and chorizo hot dogs, the kind that come in plastic tubes to keep them together. Did they remember to remove the plastic? Back out to the main kitchen. There is a large tray of hot dogs already placed into buns on a tall tray of baking sheets, I select a chorizo one to heat up. SS (former "3" company founder) has hits electric range there, I'm squinting and looking at the large console of electric 50's style push buttons to select the right range (I'm looking for "front left"). I eventually find it and push it and put the hot dog there to heat. SS says he only uses that burner for quick sautéing. There are so many burners (8?) I then select one which is short of banana shaped. A loud fan is running when the burners are on.

+ I'm really mad at a guy, he's walking my dog the wrong way. He's not using the 2-dimensional leash/wall the right way. I see my old dog.

+ I'm in bed, apparently outdoors. The sun is shining down on the blankets making it too warm. I think it's just not possible to fall back asleep once the sun is fully shining down on you and decide to get up

+ I'm in bed with my wife, dozing, awake. Our bed is outside in some yard. We're house watching a house for somebody else, but we don't go inside. I think it would be nice to go inside because it's a large house. I don't want the neighbours looking at us, it's probably illegal to sleep outside. The house we're watching has a nice looking motorcycle with an oange front guard, I wonder if the owner would let me ride it. We're up, I see lots of little bits pieces of fluff / paper all over the ground and in the dimples of our mattress, I pick a few of them up and then stop. I think I want to go get my dog who's down the street in the car.

+ summary: Lake Tahoe Blackjack vacation with best friend MR

Arriving at a location (flying), it's a train station, and someone tells me the tall windows are there so that people who live there can stand at the windows and peek out, I think they might flash passers-by. Still flying, arrive at the parking lot for our casino. The building is alone on an wide open flat area, not very large. The parking lot is large and mostly empty, I see about 5 vehicles in the lot and think "woohoo not too crowded we'll have a great time at the tables!". I circle over the parking lot flying backwards quickly in celebration. On the ground I imagine entering and finding an empty blackjack table.

Inside at the table, MR and I are getting ready to sit down to play blackjack. I want to sit at 1st base, MR is behind the stable standing next to the left of the dealer, he wants to be there but I tell him they won't allow it, and a pit guy tells him the same. MR says he has a very particular place where he wants to sit, so I move down the table towards 3rd base, there's some guy there standing in the very middle of the table and I try to manoeuvre around him, and think about asking him to move down, but I don't.

We get to playing. I'm trying to count cards but keep realising I've forgotten the count. I'm trying to count the cards as they come out. I almost count a 2 but then remember that only 3-4-5-6, 10s get counted. At one point the dealer is dealing both on the regular table and on a diagonally slanted table to the left of our table near the floor, many cards are quickly gathered up I don't have the chance to see them.

At one point I'm holding the bottom few cards of a deck while the dealer deals out the rest, and I hand him the rest of the deck.

My friend is networking with people more than playing . I say ("he went to <XYZ> business school!").

I'm counting my "chips," which have turned into knitted white little doilies, I'm separating them to figure out how much money i have. My initial buy-in was for $100, I think I'm *way* down (to about $30) but it turns out I'm close to even.

One hand, I'm dealt an 11 (9-2 I think) and the dealer shows an Ace. "Gotta double!" I say and put out more chips. I have a 19. The dealer draws a bunch of little cards including another ace, and apparently makes "21", I'm upset, then another "3" card pokes out from the pile of dealer cards, the dealer has busted! I wonder how many times the dealer cheats by hiding cards to avoid busting.

I get confused between the cashier and a small table. I think "time to color up?" and hand in my chips. I get a receipt back instead of cash, I wonder at that for a bit but figure it's a way to keep the player in the casino. I read the receipt to confirm, I can't find the money amount, I am closely looking at the receipt, moving my finger tip over the words line by line (they look like real words, nothing is blurry) but I don't see the amount. They say the balances are listed by the names, I see my wife's name, I eventually see my balance, something like $136, I'm up $36, woohoo. In pencil written on top of the receipt is "45 burrito", they tell me that's good for "a 45 minute burrito meal" in the restaurant. I imagine the restaurant is a buffet and that they must time the comp'd meals of they'd lose money.

Sitting at a blackjack table I smell something. I hear someone way "smoke." I stand up and go outside the automatic double glass doors into an atrium and see smoke and smell it more strongly and see people walking around. My chips are left on the table, I return and see my chips (a green stack) and MR's chips (a blue stack) there are people standing next to them (former H VP from "Be" company?), nobody's taken them.

I think about offering MR to drive in the morning to my favorite Tahoe beach. Even though it's winter I would still love to go there, I haven't been there for years even though I've been back to California several times since we've left. I'd offer to drive there so MR can continue sleeping.

nap / melatonin hangover:

+ (semi-lucid/bold) goosing in the crowd. Every one is facing away from me. There's an old woman, yuck no, there's an old man standing next to her, he seems inexplicably more attractive, but no, see a hot girl and go to give her a "full body" hug from the back while I experience the dream fading feeling.

+ I'm trying to turn off all the lights in an outdoor covered hallway. There are many light switches, all of which work to turn off another light. The main character (me?) drops his pants, and I observe that the servants all copy dropping the pants down to their knees, I see the male's "stuff" but the women only slightly push down their pants, nothing is visible.

+ job offer from JR ("Re" company colleague) (in a wheelchair). JR keeps after me about this position: they offer me fully paid training and then the job. I'm concerned I'll be away from my main job too long and get fired. RM (the VP) is following me while I try to ask JR if RM knows about this offer, JR says yes, in fact RM is behind the whole deal. Some (black?) girls say I should take the training option that is in Africa instead of South America. I'm surprised the training is outside of the US at all.

+ lunch buffet, some large container of potato salad-like-thing spilled/broke on the floor

+(f) computer code/coding(?)

+ summary: in restaurant/bar; guy wanted Scotch; bourbon & coke; pinky wave flirting w/girl at next table; buff tattooed guy got fat

Sitting at a table in a medium-large lounge, like restaurant or a bar or a hotel lobby. Thinking about Scotch. A guy says he wants some, I tell him to go to the bar which is through the curtains there, I think the bar is right back there. Talking to the guys at the table, I say "it's hard to make a good bourbon and coke: there's either too much bourbon, or too much coke." I'm (fake?) falling asleep at the table, leaning my heads forwards and closing my eyes. I catch the eye of a cute girl at the next table doing this. I repeatedly open my eyes and close them like I"m falling asleep. At one point I raise my right hand and give a little "pinky wave" to her. I (telepathically?) tell her she should demand a big ring from her boyfriend.

+ my mother-in-law escapes from the house (again) and makes a run for it, as we catch her, she's getting naked

+ summary: I'm the girl in a porn shoot (ew!) (doesn't get consummated)

I'm lying on a sloping couch with my hips up on the high part and my head down, I'm supposed to be the role of the girl in a porn shoot. The male actor sort of rolls over on top of me and off again, I smell his "male musk," I think I should be repelled by it but am sort of interested to note that I can understand the attraction for girls. I'm thinking about the roles in the shoot: the fluffer, the "finisher" (a stand-in female actor who goes at it with the male actor until he finishes).

+ summary: very dirty/dusty Japanese kids are lying on the clean carpet; dutiful Japanese wife doesn't want to cut the material for the football helmets

I'm lying down on the floor in the living room of some house on my left side. Two japenese boys (about 8 years old) are also lying down on their sides on the carpet, one is immediately in front of me. They are incredibly dirty/dusty, piles of dust are clearly visible covering their clothing in spots, I imagine they've been outside playing and just came in.

The dutiful Japanese wife will take care of it (?). She runs around manically taking care of the affairs of the house. The only thing she does *not* want to do is to cut out the material for the football helmets. So naturally (I?) the Japanese husband decides to produce another batch of football helmets (it's a side-business), and asks the wife to cut out the sticker material that will be placed over the helmets, it looks like this but has more designs:



I think I wonder if these colors I'm using (blue and orange?) are the colors of the team I'm selling to? Will they change their colors to match the helmets? Or should I find out the colors first and then make the helmets to match?

+ van scene mother interrupts. Our gang is busy doing something but (somebody's) mother comes by and takes charge of the scene, apologetically.

+ summary: hospital scene w/Neil Patrick Harris: "The good news is: the Dalai Lama's sandwich is ready..."

I'm in a lab nook in a hospital. It's a dramatic scene with Neil Patrick Harris. We're running through our dialog successfully, then comes the moment when the dictaphone plays its recording and we're supposed to respond seriously. It says, "The *good* news is: the Dalai Lama's sandwich is ready...<something else>". I feel my self starting to smile, I'm ruining the scene, but I can't stop, everybody laughs, I'm cracking up, I wake up still chuckling.

+ summary: throw the cheese roll from the lemon tree into the guys in the sparkly muscle car

I'm standing on the street outside my childhood home in daylight. A car pulls up in front of me, it has a huge curved hood like a 70's muscle car and is painted in some sparkly paint, some friends are in the car. I head to the neighbour L's lemon tree which has HUGE plastic-looking lemons hanging from it, and we decide to give the guys a huge roll of cheese. This thing is about 1 meter across, and looks like a roll of white home insulation. It's not all cheese, the cheese is in a long strip in between the packing material. I toss the cheese wheel into the open car door.

+ summary: a twisty fast teacup amusement park ride through short tunnels, I'm concerned about the noose

DO: I'm a moving observer looking at a scene of a fairly large amusement park ride made up of curving twisty rounded passages running through a series of short tunnels. I see the beginning of the ride where the system raises up and shoots forward the car which is a rounded cup itself of a few people sitting inside. One one passage there is a noose hanging down, maybe above the level where it will catch me on the head/neck, I'm concerned about this noose.

+ summary: continuing sit-com: a group of us makes a video that makes us famous and we keep remaking it; afterwards, card game in the bar

A long series of short scenes about making a video with a group of friends that becomes very popular. We each have a roll and a name. One guy is named "Rick." There is me and one other guy and a girl. After the shooting we return to the bar (the bourbon bar from the earlier dream). I sit down myself alone at a table while the group moves to a booth farther on. I think "why am I separating myself?" I go to join them and move to sit on the couch in the booth next to one of the guys, "No reason for me to stay apart from you guys!" I say. One asks "would you like to play <something>" (a card game), I say "Yes!", he deals I get two cards, I realized I do not know how to play this game and ask someone to tell me the rules.

late morning epic!

I "took a day off" of day work yesterday after having a sleepless night the night before caused perhaps in part by over-strong intention setting at bed-time. Of course I couldn't take an entire day off after spending so much time on active day work, becoming mindful and doing RCs is such a part of me. I just didn't keep it actively on my mind all day long.

Bedtime was a tad nervous, since I felt sooooo tired yet aware when heading to bed. Relaxation discipline helped and I slept in a reasonable amount of time. I set only the briefest and shortest of intentions to remember dreams and get lucid and then let it go and aimed for sleep.

No recall during the the night. Several wakings where I felt no recall and decided not to really search for it for fear of waking. I did feel "this is a good time to set some intention" for lucidity and did so and returned to sleep.

As is becoming typical for me, I recorded about 5 mins of voice notes speaking very quickly for the epic, and about 6 minutes or the second batch of dreams, but I did not need to consult my notes while I wrote this here. I seem to be getting pretty good at organizing and cementing the dream memories mentally before moving to record.

Also I have to say: wow, 2 epics in 3 days. Those mega multi-vitamins must be doing something, plus all the soy lecithin, or perhaps it's just "me" finally recovering from the horrible month of jet lag and experiencing the backlog of dreaming that I missed. Good, tiring exercise yesterday, too.

23:00 bedtime

07:30

+ epic! summary: DD's restaurant/cafe & laughing turret video; asphalt digger; hold the door at the bar; DB rejects me, plan revenge with a drunk; goose the pretty, drunk girl who wants to come along; searching for my car so we can go on a double date and I can make out with the drunk girl; vegetable hat guy in restaurant; they're laughing at my foreign language speaking in the cafe, hilarious weird face of drunk girl; amazing transforming cell phone; black woman neighbor grows beautiful cherries; burglar break in at my childhood home

DD's restaurant/cafe & laughing turret video
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+ walking on the street in North B, near the old VV. I hear an ad playing for "DD's Santa Barbara Restaurant". Wow, DD opened a restaurant in Santa Barbara? I didn't know that. I realize I'm near DD's B restaurant now and I decide to go visit. I enter and see DD. As we're walking towards a table in the back I ask him how's business (it seems empty). D says a lot of (high school) kids come in looking for the special deal. And he says a lot of Russians come and eat here, I think that's interesting. We're sitting down at a table, and a black man is seating us, I "know" [false] he is DD's guide/helper, assigned to DD by DD's father watch over DD and help him. I stand again to greet the black man, offer my hand, he takes it and I put my left hand over his right for a double-handed very warm handshake, I feel very warm feelings for this man. The man sits down nearby at a table just around the corner of the wall from us, I notice he has what looks like two flat piroshki on his plate for his snack.

Sitting down again at the table with DD I notice has has a chocolate donut/muffin in front of him, his "regular" snack, I wish I had one. Our laptops are to the right of us on the table, DD is anxious to show me a funny video. He opens his laptop and plays a video: it's of several "Star Wars" blaster gun turrets on the exterior of some base firing into space, making "pew pew" sounds, then the turrets start *laughing*. I think this is fascinating. Their sides sort of go in and out while they're "laughing" amidst the "pew pew"s.

asphalt digger
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I'm outside running on a street, there's a street maintenance worker there digging a hole in the asphalt with a shovel and throwing out the debris on to the street. Other people are also running by, I run to the left, but a guy who runs to the right of the hole is almost hit by the debris the shoveler is throwing out. I think the worker should be more careful, I notice a volcano-shaped cone of asphalt (about 1 meter high) built up just past the digger.

hold the door
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I'm leaving a bar, in some sort of entry room in between the main bar and the street, the room is two levels, bar level, and an upper level at street level. The barman comes by me lifting a chair and asks me to stand there and hold the door for them. The power has just come back on, he explains, and now they must readjust the chairs. They're moving the chairs from the lower level and stacking them on the upper level. I'm annoyed by this and say "get your own guys to hold the door" and walk out, wondering if he'll get mad.

DB rejects me, plan revenge with a drunk
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Outside, I notice there's a door immediately to the right of the bar I just left heading in to another bar. I enter. In the back against the wall I see my old college girlfriend DB. She looks a bit dirty as if she's been working on something. I approach her for a light kiss, she allows it but does not look happy at this PDA. I bring out a large keyring full of exotic looking large keys, there are two keyrings interconnected and I take off one of the keyrings and hand it to DB. I move to hug her before I leave but she withdraws and does not allow it. I feel angry and hurt, and I leave. Outside there is a drunk guy who steps into a big boot (like a rubber rain boot) which has beer on the bottom, it soaks into his sock and he exclaims "Hey! I got a free sockful!" and plans to drink it. Then 3rd person me (or some other guy OG) pours a full cup of beer into the boot and says "here's a full cup!" The drunk says something like "you're planning to invade/infiltrate!"

goose the pretty, drunk girl
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I'm walking down the street with this other guy OG, and a cute petite bubbly girl with short brown hair and a silk (orange/pink) blouse comes up and walks with us and asks "May I come, too!?". At first I'm not sure but I warm to her quickly, she is so cute! I put my left arm around her neck and shoulders.

Spoiler for NSFW:

As we're walking I feel a bit bold/frisky and reach over with my right hand and feel for her left breast on top of her blouse. She is small but not flat chested. I do this a few times. Another boy/girl couple appears and they say "hey, don't use her...." (I think they're going to accuse me of feeling her up) "... like a windbreaker" (?) (whew, they didn't accuse).

. The idea comes up with this other couple that we should go to Santa Cruz. Woohoo I think, I can make out with the cute girl there! I have a car and say I can drive us, but I can't remember where it's parked, and ask the other couple where I left my car.

vegetable hat guy in restaurant
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We're looking for my car and we're indoors, there is a set of double doors in front of us, I push/pull on the outer set, and there's another set of doors with (Chinese?) characters on it, I push these open and they lead into restaurant with people seated in it. We just want to walk through I think of saying, hoping the staff won't mind. As I walk forwards there is a just ahead and to the right of me a guy seated at a table with a bunch of food. He's making impossibly fast gestures and shaking things at blinding speed (like "True Blood" vampire moves). I think he is ravenously hungry and as I walk past him say "Just got off of a desert island?" He responds (I forgot what). I'm still walking past him and I look back over my right shoulder and see he is wearing a funny hat on his head made of cut vegetables like carrots.

foreign language cafe
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We (drunk girl, and other couple and I) are seated at a table at a cafe. The cafe owner woman is there standing near us. I try to say "I offer you..." (to do something) in a foreign language. I stumble over that word (offer) just like I do in WL. The woman makes fun of me. I get a bit mad and try to say in the foreign langauge "behave well" but also mess it up. I want to look up the word in a dictionary on my phone to get it right. I'm standing and moving around the table, I notice the drunk girl is passed out with her face on top of a bottle of weird meat. The position of her head on top of the jar (her nose is on top and her jaw behind the jar and so not seen) and the contents of the meat in the jar looks like she has a fleshless smiling horse mouth. I think it's funny more than horrifying. I tell the other couple to take a picture of her while I reach for my phone. I notice the girl who I thought was passed out chuckling at the amusing tableau, but still remaining in that position.


amazing transforming cell phone
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I take out my phone, something's different, not right. I see a little green stick partly visible attached to it. I poke around and discover that it is a stylus! I take it out, wow, my phone has a stylus, after all these years I never noticed?! The phone I realize can be adjusted, it is made up of many movable pieces that can rearrange, I do this and the entire thing transforms into a device with a larger screen! I never knew it could do that! Then I keep finding changes like parts that flip up to form multiple other screens. They're no color though, more like monochrone screens, like on the old palm pilots. I see the transformations clearly as they happen with many moving parts that interlock in weird ways. I get a "whoa!" feeling, It's like watching a mini version of this:



I'm driving in a car up the roads to my childhood home, I"m talking with some guy (tech support?) about this phone, he's asking me to press something and we're trying to figure out how I can activate it since I'm busy driving, I say I could use my right hand. There are various buttons on the bottom of the phone I think about pressing. How about voice activation? Tech guy says "It has it but it only responds to a very particular female voice tone", it's only for internal use apparently. Speaking of internal use there are various escape codes that start with a dollar sign ($) and something else, which I think is only natural because many modem escape codes begin with those [sort of , but false].

black woman neighbor grows awesome cherries
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I'm on the final few streets remaining before reaching my childhood home, heading up the hills. I drive by a black woman standing out in her garden, she grows "cherry plants". We're out standing among the cherry trees/plants, looking at the dark, purple fruits. Some are not quite ripe yet and are more red/pinkish. I see a cherry plant that I "know" [false] I planted earlier, wow look at it now it's like 6 feet high with lots of fruit. The branches grow horizontally sideways as well with lots of little cherries on it.

I'm continuing on to my parents house still thinking about the cherries, and a woman says "I thought those apples would be sweet, but they're really tart!" I see a few apples on the ground they look a bit shriveled.

burglar break in at my childhood home, mindful moment of calm
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I walk in the front door to my childhood home. I feel a terrible thought that I forgot to turn on the alarm when I left, and that the house was unprotected. I move through the living room, dining room, kitchen, and back porch, and I'm getting more and more panicked, things seem out of places, cabinet doors left ajar, I just can't tell if things are wrong or not, in the back porch I'm positive that a burglar has ransacked the place, I'm getting more upset and scared and say "ohmygawdOhMyGawdOMYGAWD" then something happens.

I realize that I'm panicking, and that this won't help anything. I take a few deep breaths and let the panic go and start to try to think logically about what's going on and what I should do. (I've been doing "Stop!" mindfulness moments this last week in waking life, looks like they're starting to seep into dreams already!)

I continue on back into the dining room. I see the curtains are pulled over the sliding glass door and I think the burglar may be behind that. I move to open it and a guy jumps out at me. I struggle with him and he has a long stick and he whacks me several times in my left arm REALLY hard. I run out of the house and think to call 911 and imagine saying there's a home invasion and the guy assaulted me with a stick. I see two guys outside and one of them I think I know, he's beating up the guy who hit me saying he wasn't supposed to attack me.

wake up
back to sleep

+ summary: still image of beautiful blonde; appreciating the illustration on the blackboard
I see the still image of a beautiful blonde woman (with blue eyes?).
I'm looking at a green chalkboard with a chalk drawing of (a penis? a finger?) on it. I appreciate in particular the way the artist has rendered a wrinkle in the skin of the thing it depicts, with just a few strokes

wake up
back to sleep

+ summary (lucid #86 [KILD]) boldly swoop in and kiss girl at bus stop, her name is "Rider", and she does ; bus ride: too far can't get off, woman scolds me, annoying celebrity with gargantuan eye socket

I'm approaching a bus stop there's a girl standing there, I feel bold and I swoop in to take her in my arms and as my face approaches hers for a kiss I get lucid. Kiss. Pull back. Short kiss again, pull back. She's standing there looking at me. I say (thinking about stability) "do you want to walk around?" She answers "NO!". (haha never give a DC a choice). I kiss her again, each one is short, with half a mind to not losing the dream. I go in for a longer french kiss and experience very realistic sensation: tongue, a bit of mouth and teeth sensation. I ask her "What's your name?" She answers "Rider!" I think this means she implies she wants to ride *me*.

Spoiler for NSFW:

So we go around the corner, still on the sidewalk right there on the street, and lie down on my back on something. Rider is on top of me. At some point I get interested in her teeth which seem a bit horse-like, but this passes. We're fully clothed but begin intercourse. I feel something slightly pleasurable "down there", but it's vague. I reach down and realize I'm not "in", so I adjust to go in and the sensation increases, the whole things lasts about 15-20 seconds

and then I lose lucidity.

I'm on a bus thinking "woohoo I can't wait to tell fogelbise that I had half-decent lucid intercourse. (I *need* to learn how not to "give up" on these lucid transitions and stay vigilant for the dream state!).

"get a real girl"
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(just remembered this, not 100% positive which dream it occured in): a scene where a young man has made a mistake at a financial institution and lost tons of money. A group of guys and girls are joking about how he needs to "get a real girl." One of the girls gropes herself in a dramatic fashion. There are two breast-like bells posted up on a wall, I imagine one should feel these to get a notion of a woman's breasts(?)

bus ride:
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Riding the bus I'm with my wife. I realize I need to get off. The bus is driving through the urban street scene with hills and large buildings and cross streets. It's getting too far from where I need to go to get back on foot, but the bus does not stop. My wife offers to get the car and drive me to where I need to go but I decline.
I see the water in the distance down the hill. She's going across the water on a ferry to pick up the car(?) I don't want to go that far out of my way. I'm getting upset about too far the wrong way. I ask a woman suddenly seated next to me in a foreign language "does this same bus return to the center of the city?" (after stopping at the ferry/bus building coming up ahead). She doesn't know/doesn't answer. A woman sitting one seat back tells me in English that "You must repent! You should plan your trip better [with maps] to prepare for ...." and does on a while about how I'm not prepared. I feel a bit annoyed by this and come up with a "stunning retort" and say "The best laid plans of Mice and Men...." and she seems to appreciate my wit.

annoying weird eye celebrity guy:
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The bus stops, we don't get off, people get off, a new group of men get on and sit across the aisle. Their leader swaggers on to the bus, considers how any people there are, then tosses the bus fair (one large [50cent piece I think] coin and one small one) into the air and the coins fall to the floor. He sits down next to me.

He starts talking about himself and his (band?), I get a deja vu feeling of familiarity with him (sort of looked and talked like Billy Bob Thornton), I think I recognize him from the internet. He plays the trombone? As he's talking I get a close up view of his right eye. His eye socket has grown ENORMOUS and is bigger than his head itself, it is full of wrinkled skin and veins, I see his right eye looking around and see about fully half of his eye, which is also a big larger than normal and covered in red veins. I wonder what my wife thinks of this view.

The guys tells me that he saw how I reacted to the dance that one of his guys did when he got on the bus and that he (eye guy) didn't like it. I told him that his tossing the fare coins on the floor was extremely rude, and that some poor worker would have pick them up. Across from us I see a little robot juke/box looking thing with a screen that flashes: "Illegal" / "legal" I think it's going to display some local laws but I pay it no more attention.

The weir eye guy is miffed at me and is sitting one seat back (a long sideways seat). I decide to make smalltalk with him, and think he may reject my opening, but I ask him "when did you arrive on your trip?" He says something like "the month of the tigress". I have no idea when this is and say "I'm not into Aquarius, I only know the " ... intending to say "goat", and the guy says "goat" just before me, I say "goat, crab, fish, twins," and want to say "cancer" but don't.


awake recalling for a while, reviewing dreams, cementing the details in my waking memory

10:30 decide to get up

Lots of little scenes, most forgotten, nothing epic.

+ close up 3rd person of "me" with my beard and weird mustaches, looking for grey, I see the moment a few greys appear. Lasts a minute or two, I'm really amazed at my long dark brown wide mustache blowing in the "breeze" of my breath. I'm amazed that is me, there's no grey whatsoever in that beard/moustache. Close up of throat with scraggly beard, also no grey at all, then "ah HA" there appears some grey, that's the moment it started.

+ in a bar, can't think of anything to ask for so I ask for a "bud". Was part of some adventure, I knew the bartender, who was satisfying some debt he had with me by giving me this beer.

+ Standing at the vending machine, I think some jello is coming, there's a large white rectangular dispenser area, I look into it and see some juices running down from the insides of the machine, I think this is the jello juice and imagine the machine is somehow preparing it. My attention is drawn to a window a few feet away where I want to get a paper plate for my jello, otherwise I'd need to use my hands, but some people are walking by and I don't want them to step up to the machine to take or to breathe on my jello. Back to the machine it produces a large , it dispenses a big plate of light colored jello (with whipped cream?) I gather my jello feast up into my arms and walk off to eat it, some people are commenting on a my jello, something about a black announcer on the TV?

+ I'm sitting towards the left end of a long breakfast table, I sense this is my large family's breakfast table. It's my turn to clean up, everyone's getting up to leave and I'll have to gather all the dishes myself, I say "what about your dishes?" in a foreign language. I'm piling plates on top of each other and utensils on top of the plates. My brother-in-law is joking that my younger son was sitting in front of a beer and that my son was playing with the foam head on the beer (blowing it away, poking at it), I think my son wouldn't be sitting with a beer. Moving towards the opposite end of the table, someone says "Is that Hilary Clinton in the garden?". A woman is being bossy giving me directions on exactly how to clear the dishes and carry them outside where they need to go, I'm really annoyed at her directions and cut her off, saying "Why not just DO IT and be done with it, rather than talk endlessly about it, just DO IT" and I gather up piles of mugs stacked high and take them out.

+ I'm sitting in a chair, a female (my wife?) is naked and bent over with her "stuff" directly in my face so I dive in orally. I quickly detect something hard that shouldn't be there and pull out a little chunk of baby carrot. I get deja vu, I think this happened before, earlier (maybe it did?). I then dive in again with vigorous tongue action and she starts to moan.

I'm driving in traffic quickly it's dark outside and hard to see out the window (rain?) and I almost change lanes into another car which I saw at the last minute so I move over to the right lane but this means I will miss the turn, I'll have to make a u-turn and come back.

I'm in some building on a bike I think I'm in my college University?

I feel like I'm on N-side on Eu ave in B near the U, I'm thinking about a casual female friend. I will go to see her, she works(?) around here it will be a surprise, but I will not ask her if she's seeing other guys, because that's her business, but will she think that because I'm not asking her about other guys that means that I'm seeing other girls? Walking on the sidewalk up a hill while thinking this. Come to a tight corner, walk around some people who are avoiding the black girl lying down with her naked legs sticking out into the walkway, I step around her and look and see she's guarded by a black labrador dog with "Japanese eyes." I see also right there two petite college girls resting, their clothing is completely soaked, they must have been playing (frisbee?) in the fountains.

I'm on a bike, and I realize I don't have my helmet on, that's not good. I'm heading over to Sol. avenue? (audio only) Some feminists are talking about a fundraising problem, they've discovered that some of their donors's money came from pornography. There are white snakes of slime on the ground and I'm riding over them, I get some snail slime on my left hand and I'm trying to wipe it off on the ground as I walk/ride.

+ summary: EPIC!: closing window against rain, comforting hot girl in bed, chatting with her vomiting little sister in bathroom, vivid squash valley, chess concert, they're stealing our children, suicide slave, the doomed teen loves the queen, discovering a new cleanser

Over 30 minutes of amazing vivd "I'm there" dreaming action. The swirling water valley gorge was absolutely stunning.

Closing window against rain:
I'm in a room and it's dark and pouring rain outside. There's a small window that is open and the rain is really coming in. I think I'm on a ship and this could sink the ship. I go to examine and close the window, there are two sliding rectangular panes of glass (it's a small window) at first I try sliding the front one shut but water is still coming in, then I see the back one has a screen on it and also moves so I close the screen to the left then the front pane and it seems to have worked.

Something about a cat in the hallway?

Comforting hot girl in bed:
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I'm in a room (sister's bedroom of childhood home) in a twin bed lying on my left side. There's a beautiful girl there lying on the next bed or next to me on mine, she was upset about something and I put my right arm across her to comfort her. At some point I decide to bring my arm under the covers, I maneuver my right arm under the covers and place it across her naked torso/chest just below and pressing up into her breasts, it feels fantastic . She does not complain. Across the room lying on the floor underneath a desk in darkness is another girl and I think my wife. The girl on the ground disapproves of my actions. I think this is a bit risque pushing into her boobs so I run my hand/arm down her tummy and rest my hand on her left hip. She thinks I'm going for the "special place" and objects, "Don't touch me there!" I say I'm sorry I didn't mean anything by it. She's now getting really into me and I think my wife is faking sleep to spy on me. I look over at her in the darkness and think I see the gleam like the reflected eye of an animal at night (day reside from WL walk in park at night, saw animals' reflective eyes), so I'm getting nervous. At some point I say to her in a seductive voice "do you like this?" and she indicates yes, and I feel quite naughty and tell her in a seductive slow voice, "I like it, too!" Girl I'm lying with gets bold and makes some risqué comment out loud about what we should do, and I instantly say "SSSshhhhhh!!!!!" so that my wife won't hear. The girl has fairly dark skin.

Barfing little sister:
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I'm out of bed and looking for the girl I was just lying with, I think she's in the next room, I go into to bathroom (also in retrospect the upstairs bathroom of my childhood home), there is a long multi-colored shiny (like tinsel) dress looking thing lying on the floor with part of it in the open toilet. I reach down and lift up the part in the toilet and there's a girl in the dress! Her head was in the toilet. She's the little sister of the girl I was just in bed with, she has dark blonde long permed hair and fair skin, she's been vomiting in the toilet. She turns over and is lying face up on the ground with her body propped against the toilet, she puts her right arm up over her head and apologizes for her stinky pits. I note she doesn't shave there and has a small growth of light hair. I do indeed clearly detect an unpleasant odor, but it is neither vomit nor body odor, I can't place it. Some large matronly woman comes in and is cleaning about, and taking things out on a small cart down the hallway to my parent's room.

Squash valley:
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Some kids enthusiastically lead me to see the view. We're in some ship/building? We come up to a large open window (no lower pane you could just step/fall out) up high and we're overlooking a stunning view down a wide, steep hillside, one side of a very deep and wide gorge, at the bottom of the gorge is a violently swirling body of water, and cliffs rise up on the other side. (This image is the closest match I could find of my perspective, but my side had more of the hillside on it and the vegetation was much farther away/shorter)

I have a strong feeling I should step out and flly/glide over this amazing view, but don't. Some children and adults climb down and walk among the greenery. My wife is admiring the vegetation and thinks it's edible, my son also agrees that it looks quite delicious. I say "are you crazy? Who knows what those plants are? I look closely at them and they seem more like wild palms than lettuce plants. But I keep looking to the right and the ground seems to be more cultivated in rows, more like a lettuce plant, and then as my gaze keeps panning to the right I see a large area of tall plants with what appear to be giant yellow squash growing there. I say to my wife, "Now look there, there's some squash!" She ways "where?" I say "there! there!" (this goes on for a while). I think about harvesting these squashes which are about the size of a man, and I wonder if the pirates on our ship will eat them at all? I look to the right in the room and see one pirate seated at a counter facing me eating, and I see nothing but big hunks of meat on his plate.

I decide I *really* want to fly over that scene so I take a few running steps towards the window and start to dive out but am blocked, somebody has put up a big screen over the window, I'm bummed by this (DARN that would have been an awesome flight!).

I move to a window on the other side of the ship/building and look out another window, I see the people walking back up the hill who had climbed down earlier. There is a group of royalty unrelated to us blocking the way, and they consider taking our people hostage. The scene transitions into:

Chess Concert:
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I'm walking in a large open room/theater, and I come across two <my instruments> lying on the ground, and recognize them and say "Hey, <my instrument>s!" I see the players: one is sitting on a bench (the principal) and one is standing (the 2nd). I offer my hand to both of them and say I'm a <my instrument> player, too! The first is slow to take my hand and the second one leaves me hanging, I don't like that. I talk about my instrument is a <manufacturer>, sort of a high end student instrument / low end professional, how it has beautiful tone, but that the F# trill key on the right hand doesn't work right, and demonstrate by flicking my finger in the air a bit, then realize, OOPs, no, it's the C# trill key hole ring on my right hand that doesn't work. I ask the principal what make his instrument is and it's the same as mine. The show is about to start up so I have to move on, I walk across the room and up the bleachers to the exit at the top, walking past lots of little kids with chess sets out. This is some sort of chess concert where they discuss a chess lesson and the audience plays along on their own boards. The lesson today is "bishop battle": two nights against bishops? There is some short visual of chess pieces all mixing together.

Child stealers:
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I'm standing outside on a remote wooded road with a group of adults including my wife, there's some activity going on, they're loading the children into a truck whose canopy/trailer is entirely made from opaque green cheap plastic, a bit brighter green that army green. Everyone is happy and looking forward to the activities. I get a terrible suspicion as the parents and the children are about to be moved to the destination location: who are these guys with the truck? Where are they taking the kids? We may never see them again! I jump on to left outside and hold on to a round tube as the truck takes off. My wife looks scared and runs after the truck too, I help her up to the other side. There is a guard at the back of the truck and I'm sure he sees me doing this but he takes no action. We move through a compound of theirs and through a check point, and some group of guards calls to the truck to come up and eat with them. I think they see us but our guard indicates to them not to raise any alarm. I'm wondering why and he mentions some sort of large pay off I will need to make to him.

Slave suicide:
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Our truck pulls up to the destination compound where children are slaves, there is a large outdoor area filled with what looks like shiny wooden coffins. Something about the "PhD fields" (!?). I move to see where one very talented slave girl, dark skin and dark eyes, is being forced to read a scrolling text on a screen and compose a rap song to go along with it. She's very talented but is struggling, there is an overseer and a "teacher" sitting with her goading her on. Her performance is not perfect, and there's some mention of her wanting to "push the button," the overseer disagrees but she goes ahead, she picks up (it's hanging around her neck?) a short sharp thing like a dagger and plunges it into her jugular vein, and bleeds and dies. I think it's sort of a nasty sight. But it was her escape.

The doomed teen loves the queen:
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(DO) In a large outdoor stadium, football field sized, rectangular with vertical walls, we're up high on the walls, the "field" is far below. At my back (along the short "endzone" side of the field) is a row of the royalty including the queen. I drift forwards along the left long wall, and there is a long line of condemned prisoners each bound to a holding contraption. As I get close I notice the deception: their arms are in fact bound inside long black cloth tubes [like a straight jacket], and fake stuffed arms in white are hanging down: they are in fact bound, not with loose arms, like the crowd thinks they are from the view, with bound arms the have no chance to save themselves.

There is a young man at the end of the long row, he loves the lonely queen, he wants to call out to her (maybe she will pardon them?), his position shifts around the corner and on to the short wall opposite the field from the queen. I look back towards the queen and she can't hear him, her position is shifting down the long wall towards us.

Discovery of a new cleanser:
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Back on the boat (space ship?) where the dream began, I'm inspecting up close a very intricate combo jacuzzi/shower with lots of jets and drains, I'm tracing with my finger one drain that has an area that has become "whiter than white," it is totally new and clean, I'm brushing aside the residue of the cleaning there are lots of soap bubbles around, though. I'm holding in my hand a very complicated looking jet mechanism roughly the shape of a cube, and it looks shining white and new. It's because of the secret cleanser that was used, I hear the ship's crew discussing whether they should tell anybody about about this discovery. (It's an alcoholic drink?) Dream closes with me singing an advertising jingle, "Iiiiitt's liiiike aiiiiirplaaaane fuuuuuel..." (my WL phrase for bad/cheap alcohol).

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Awake, amazed as the scenes from the above dream came in one by one. There was earlier recall but the above epic totally overwrote earlier minor recall.

I feel like there's some more dreaming left in me, there's an appointment to get to but since I didn't sleep half the prior night, my wife said I should just rest today, so that's what I do, I can *feel* the lucid in me, just waiting for another sleep session to pop out. It's not easy getting back to sleep, I change positions a number of different times, do breathing relaxation, see lots of dreamlets, and finally get a short actual dream:

+ OS class teacher at his desk, I'm looking at my coin collection
A man is sitting at a desk, he's JoSv my OS teacher from college, he's taking some questions. I want to show him something, I'm holding my coin collection (false memory) in my hand and inspecting a particularly interesting coin, he's calling for final questions, some other guy gets in to talk. I figure "oh well" and put down the box with my coin collection on the desk and think that's where it belongs. I have my special coin in my hand and look at it and walk away.

I know I have more dreaming in me and relax and fall asleep...

+ summary: (lucid #84 TOTM leaves) get lucid, try to gather leaves, fail, fly looking for leaves, bounce off of some guy's bald head, find leaves, fly/jump through pile, guy wants me to clean it up, kids in a cage, I deny writing on the wall, lose the dream when I realize kids are another TOTM and go back to ask them the question

I'm flying a large UFO vehicle and land with a hard crash on the street outside my childhood home. I'm walking through my childhood home talking to my parents: the dining room, the living room, and out the front door. I call to my parents that I need to pick up the UFO I flew in on. I slowly get lucid as I'm running up the front steps to the street, I know my UFO is shaped like a gigantic motor home and there it is just as I'd imagined. I gesture towards it with my left hand, I want it to collapse into a tiny package and fly into my hand. At first nothing, then it collapses into a small thing, and I will it to fly into my hand, and it does, it's the shape of a coin. At this point I think TOTM leaves, and look around on the street and on the pathways to our neighbor's houses. There are a few leaves scattered on the M's walkway, and a few on the G's driveway, but not nearly enough for a pile and I don't want to jump on to just a few leaves on top of bricks. So I close my lucid eyes [never done this before!] and summon a large pile of leaves, nothing. Then I imagine using my "lucid power" to gather up with the wind all the leaves in the area into a pile and make whooshing gestures with my arms, but nothing happens. OK, I'll go flying to find a pile of leaves. I have to be careful though to stay lucid and remember to land again. I jump up into the air, and there's a white plastic platform hovering about 15 feet up, which I grab with my arms and use to catapult myself higher into the sky.

I fly over the G's house, and I'm then in a false location, there's a bald (hispanic?) man walking along a tall fence who asks me for directions to something, I ignore his question and want to ask him (or ask him telepathically) where a pile of leaves is. I don't wait for an answer I'm hovering right over him, I use my hands and push off his bald head with my feet to change direction and keep on flying, I feel a little bit bad about this .

I soon land and "remember" (an actual false memory, not a pretend one) that there are lots of piles of leaves around here (in WL my neighborhood and the park are full of them now). I see a wooded dirt area in front of a house across the street and know there are piles of leaves there, I see them, and get a running start and launch myself superman style into one of the piles. I bash into it and out the other side and fall to the ground. I look back at it and notice that it must be a biology experiment because there is steam rising up from the decapitated mountain of leaves. The man who is the owner of the yard asks me to put the "XYZ" back. He then walks by me from left to right and I notice there's a small metal cage with two kids in it, a boy and a girl, the man opens the cage and leaves. I'm amazed not that the kids are in the cage, but that he would leave a stranger with his kids. Kids come out and they mostly are little girls. I get deja vu at this point and think I was here in a dream before. They accuse me of being the one who wrote on the column, I deny it (I don't want to be determined to have been the one who was here before), they insist I did, I look at it and say I didn't, but I clearly see my initials in cursive in my handwriting next to one of the number "7"s written on the column, I say "I didn't write that pink seven" (but I think I did).

I get up then and say "I need to fix the pile" and go there to do so, then I stop in my tracks and think "KIDS! The other TOTM, argh, I missed it" and turn around to go back worried about the dream ending, which of course then it does.

I don't want to give up. I'm (in bed? The void?) rubbing my hands vigorously to return to the dream. I feel the friction, I feel the heat.

+ summary: (lucid #85 TOTM) back in a dream, people walking on street, find a teen girl, ask her what's it like to be a DC in my dream, she pulls away and says "go away"[/COLOR]

(lucid #85 TOTM) And then I'm back in a dream. I'm on some random street with people walking around busy doing their thing. I go across the street and say/will people to tell me where some kids are, but I instantly see one of the people is a teen girl, I reach for her to turn her to me, she pulls away against my grip, I start to ask her how old she is but see she's about 14, so I ask her "What's it like to be a DC in my dream?" And she answers something like "Mmmpph!" or "Go away!" and the dream fades.

I'm "in bed" vigorously rubbing my hands again. I'm lying in the same position where I last fell asleep (on my right side), I'm rubbing my hands vigorously, I so clearly feel the friction, feel the heat, I have some small thought in the back of my head that this is not quite the position I was in when I fell asleep, this may in fact be a dream, but I'm so intent on the rubbing that I don't even think to do a simple nose pinch. It was probably a FA and I missed it.

But another dream arises:

+ summary: in a gym, lying on ground, checking out hot girl in spandex, banter with young black guys, locker's open, letter from mother, standing confused in front of mirror with shorts on yet naked

I'm in a crowded room, it's like a gym, fairly small. There's a wall length mirror on one wall, and a wall made up of lockers on the other. At some point I find myself lying down on the floor looking up, just as a beautiful girl, sweating profusely from exercise and waving her arms around, comes up (to look in the mirror?), I think "woohoo by chance I chose the right spot!" and I'm looking up at her, a bit self-conscious but I want to check her out.

Then I'm standing and chatting with a group of young black guys, they're talking about a scam method of theirs where they answer someone's question and they coerce/trick the mark into paying them money, they ask me how I / if I do that too, and I answer is, "Nah, man, I'm 'hood!" To which they respond with beat box, "Bow Chi Bow, 'Get out Da Waaaay!'" and I respond by rapping "Get out Da Waaaay!" as I turn towards the lockers and do a little dance and imagine they'll make fun of my poor white man dance moves.

I go to my locker and feel all of a sudden like I haven't locked it because I didn't lock it. There in big giant numbers on my locker are the numbers X-Y-Z arranged vertically, my WL code for my gym locker. I open it and it's not locked, and I look through I see a backpack and white athletic shoes, it could have all been stolen but nothing appears to have been stolen.

I'm putting a large envelope into the locker, it's from "MiSe" (whiny female colleague from company "3") and my mother, there's a handwritten note and something that looks like a plastic embossed card (like a credit card), it's something important.

I'm standing in front of the mirror looking at the full body view of myself. Then I realize to my amazement that I'm naked from the waist down! How could this be? I'm wearing shorts, but my shorts start at around my chest and only cover down to my navel, how'd that happen? I reach down and "adjust" the shorts sideways and that somehow covers up my stuff.

I've never gotten lucid from a mirror, despite ALWAYS doing an RC whenever I look into one in WL, and today was no exception. Sorry for any typos, I was typing at top speed for like 1.5 hours to get this all down.

....followed by a night of insomnia due to failed supplement attempt

b4 supps:

+ I'm getting fitted for my personalized Indian mini canoe

(alarm) +(f) standing around with people, see a large hole in the ground, say to a group member "hey that's like yours" (?)

(supps)

(insomnia 1/2 the night)

(get up for a couple hours)

(back to nap for 2nd "half of night")

+ auditioning for a model job, the casting people are beautiful blondes (man and woman), they want me to be a train engineer but I haven't brought any props

+ going to look for someone with an adult and a boy

(now late afternoon with a melatonin hangover, that wasn't worth losing a Saturday...)

+(f) in some dark place searching for/avoiding bad guys

+ Indoors, normal lighting. At a computer terminal/ATM, the keyboard has very small (short) chicklet keys which are hard to type on accurately. I'm trying to get to and use the ATM, some guy is in my way and I slowly lean by him on the right looking at him inquisitively to see if he minds me going past him.

+ kill gang members, take their guns and motorcycle, evade cops
Outdoors, daylight. I shoot two gang members dead, it's pretty bloody. They're each on a motorcycle and have an automatic rifle strapped to their back, I use a pistol. I approach one who I know is dead and lying on the ground but I consider a possibility where he is not dead, and he suddenly sits up and shoots at me and I fee the bullet hit me in the forehead and I know I'd be dead. But that didn't happen so I continue on, I go by the other guy to the left who's sprawled out on the ground and very bloody and grab his automatic rifle off of the ground, and I sling it over my back. It's looks like an olive/army green bow-saw



I get on the 2nd guy's motorcycle and prepare to ride away. I have my hands on the handles and pull in the clutch cable and look down to my left foot to click down the shifter to 1st gear, let of the clutch and start riding on the road. I see a police car behind me amongst other cars and get concerned. I pull off soon to the right in a sort of hilly construction area with steep rolling hills doing down, the police come after me, I stop, and they go forwards not paying attention to me.

I return to some room like a hotel room and am surprised to find it empty, a team of cleaning personnel (husband + wife + kid?) are there. It's fairly dim in the room. I ask something about the fee, and the man starts to answer, but the woman, who doesn't want any trouble with gangs, shushes him.

In some garage the automatic door is opening and closing I'm trying to get to something outside. It's night/dim lighting.

+ getting back together with ex-gf DB, I'm with DB and am planning my weekend, I want to invite DB for Saturday and call another GF for Sunday, DB says she wants to go out both days. I plan the end of our date, I will hug her and gently kiss her left temple, I wonder if she'll object since we're not together any more.

Inside a (van?) making a phone call on an old-time telephone with just a "cup" receiver.

I'm looking at an apartment complex across the street from me, there's a view of the (city?) in the distance to the right, and I think the guy in the corner apartment in that building has pretty nice view, it probably has higher rent because of the nice view.

In a house, on an upper floor, (wife? DB?) comes home, the house is now like a large inflatable kid's slide, all pure bright white, and I jump down several levels to the ground floor

+ (semi lucid) I'm walking through a group of people, I'm looking at them in detail, they're mostly short men, I'm looking/waiting for a (particular?) girl, once I walk past the guys, the girl comes around the corner from my left, she's taller than the guys, she has medium-short hair (dirty blonde?) and is wearing a knit sweater top, and I immediately pin her to the wall with each hand on a breast and look into her eyes and wonder about holding the dream, but it fades.

+ CEO (N.) JH calls me and one other guy into a meeting. I move to shake his hand and introduce myself but he leaves me hanging and does not take my hand, he already knows my name and says it, introducing me to the group. He says I'm here to solve the problem that nobody else has been able to solve, it's either a problem with the hardware or the driver. I don't feel confident, these guys here surely know the driver much better than I do. The problem must be fixed in just a few days, there's a (trade show?) coming up soon.

In a cubicle area there are several desk/workplaces there one guy is working there, I'm trying to find a place to put my big fluffy coat, I don't see any coat racks, will I have to put it on my computer? Each workplace has one of every kind of computer, in particular a windows PC and a mac. It's better to use the mac because it has better diagnostic tools so finding the problem will be better, I see the computers on the desk and select the mac.

There is an important public presentation/talk soon, I'm expected to go, the admin (a young man) says that formal wear is required. I ask about time/directions to the place.

In the cafeteria, it's quite "fru-fru" with a private organic garden growing vegetables on an island table in the room, and a private gardener/chef overseeing it. The veggies are all really small, I put a teeny tiny radish in my mouth and chew. I see lots of bunches of little carrots. I ask them if they have any hot peppers, I don't see any.

In some other place I'm thinking that solving this problem is really important for the company, the CEO may personally give me $1 million if I solve it. He may even give me $10 million, and I'd be set for life.

(A number of other scenes with me being concerned that I have no clue how to solve this problem, and thinking about the reward)

+ I'm walking across a street I see/sense a bully up ahead is pursuing a scared boy to torment him. As a man it is my duty to stop this, I run after him and pursue him through a building and outside. I eventually catch up to him and grab him quickly putting him into a choke hold with my right arm. I gradually increase the constriction, pulling on my right elbow with my free left hand. He's not struggling much. At one point I feel him swallow. I am cheek to cheek with him for a while. At some point I let him go and realize we're both in our underwear, we find our clothes nearby, I see my white t-shirt wadded on the ground and pick it up.

+ I'm standing outside and my wife approaches and says to put the water into the car. I'm confused about what water she's talking about, I look down and see a 4-5 liter bottle of water, it looks kind of dirty, I ask her if this is the water she says yes.

I see a dealer up close dealing a hand of blackjack, the player takes a hit and stands, the dealer has 14 and the player says something like "18 beats 14". I'm sitting at the table at extreme 1st base, almost around the corner with the dealer. My wife is in the middle of the table. We're playing a hand and some cards are on the table. The dealer recommends playing some special option cards that will greatly increase my winnings, by around $180. I've won a lot of money on this hand, I think you can win a lot of money this way. I say though "sometimes you can burn through your entire bankroll in just 10 minutes."

+ (f) in a large (cafeteria?) room with young people, a girl?

+ I'm in the kitchen of my parent's house, the fridge is open and I'm taking out a small piece of cold/frozen pumpkin pie and eating it. JG appears, looking beautiful in a lovely dress, her hair down for a change, and I am so happy to see her, I feel like hugging her but don't. She says she, too, wants a piece of pie.

+ walking down the street some kids are following me. I walk through a barrier (like to prevent vehicles from entering the sidewalk), and look down and see a kid is right next to me and is pushing their skateboard to interfere with my feet. I push it out of my way, annoyed, and keep on walking. They're walking really close behind me and I'm a bit nervous. I climb over some barrier and "fall" down, and one of them falls right on top of me. It's a girl it turns out, and she's wearing really short jean shorts, barely descending down to cover half of her butt cheeks. She's lying on top of me with her body perpendicular to mine and her butt right in front of my face. I want to get her off of me so I get the idea to bite her right butt cheek, hard. I do so, and instead of jumping off of me she indicates how much she likes it. I try biting her left cheek, also hard, and she just wiggles in pleasure.

Spoiler for NSFW:

I then stick my left middle finger deep into her (ahem) and it's a very realistic feeling, I get the "dream end" feeling and realize (too late) that it was a dream.

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Spoiler for NSFW:

I'm lying naked on my back with legs spread, I see my (ahem) is fully engaged and rather impressively sized, a hot girl is lounging nearby and is hinting at oral activity, and that she really craves me to shoot on her face.

I'm next in a very large sumptuous bathroom with huge long sink in front of a mirror, a couple is down on the left side of the counter going at it.

Someone walks down a stairway and I follow, and I see that it is a multi-level bathroom and it descends to a lower level where there is a pool. I'm in the pool and I see a hot girl in a tight white one-piece swimsuit get in, I think that suit must be getting transparent under water so I grab some goggles to go check out the view, but the goggles don't fit right and my left eye is stuck shut, I can't open it at all, and I wake up trying to open my left eye.