International Oneironaut Shared Dreaming Journal

Cay's Attempt

First dream: I'm in a car with a young couple, sitting in the passenger seat while the woman sits in the back. I think we're talking about dreams; you know how when you mention them to someone else, the first thing they say is "I had a really weird one the other night," and then relay it to you, expecting you to interpret it? Well, that's what they do with me, anyway. The man was telling me about a dream he'd had in which he'd been trapped in a coccoon, unable to move.
Second dream: I'm standing in a bright, naturally-lit place, but I can't remember much about my surroundings because this guy I was with had captured my attention. I'm not saying he was another dreamer, but there was something distinct, and not dream-characterey, about him. He was kind of pale, had bushy brown hair, shoulder-length or longer, and had dark, heavy-lidded eyes. He wasn't wearing a shirt, and was wearing dark jeans. I'm pretty sure we were talking about dream recall, and how sucky mine had been, and at one point he told me "You will remember this conversation when you wake up." Of course, that's the only bit of dialogue I remembered.
Aaaand I remember nothing for the second half of my WBTB.