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    Guessadoodle's Dream Journal


    Welcome to my dream journal! Although it's not much, I do hope you will enjoy reading my adventures in the dream plane as much as I enjoy dreaming. Comments are always appreciated.

    Currently:
    Schooling, and preparing to take some very important exams at end of October, continuing to mid November, so DJ entries might be affected.

    Goals:
    Have an actual lucid dream.
    Discover, explore and research into the secrets of the dream plane, dream sharing, and how dreams can be used as a form of communication between people in the waking world.

    Recurring themes:
    Dream often takes place in school, which is sad thing, actually.
    Dream sometimes contain family.

    1. Escape

      by , 11-20-2010 at 05:22 AM (Guessadoodle's Dream Journal)
      20.11.2010
      Escape (Non-lucid, supplemented by melatonin)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      Took half a pill of melatonin before bed. I think half a pill works best for me, since I had an awesome sleep (if not were for my do hogging up the entire bed). Actually I had 2 dreams, but I forgot the first one.

      I was in Kovan and I was trying to run away from my friends who were trying to force me to do something. I ran down from Mavis Tutorial Centre, all the way to Heartland Mall, bumping into people on the way. I ran up the escalator, pushing and shoving.

      "Ah, I'm so sorry, I apologise!"

      On the way, I quickly morphed myself into a female so as a disguise. Finally I reached the end of Heartland Mall and ran into a cafe and quickly sat down on a stranger's table. The girl on the left was eating from some kind of cup that looks like cappuccino.

      "Is that cappuccino?" I asked.

      "No, that's lasagne," the woman on the right replied.

      Apparently the DC on the left was learning how to cook and was asking the DC on the woman for opinions.

      The waitress of the cafe was my friend, G, and she knew I transformed into a female to avoid being recognised. She walked over to my table.

      "Hey, can you buy something at least?" G said.

      "Alright, give me a hotdog."

      All this while, while the DC on the right was eating from the cup, she kept grinding her legs onto my feet, and yes it hurts.
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