dream fragment

For how my routine works go ahead and hit up this thread. Otherwise let's just leap right into it.

Last night I went to bed a little bit later than I wanted to and I think I was a bit too tired to really maximize the effectiveness of my routine. I started to do my "countdown" trick before I went to sleep and I think I almost got into SP (my heart began to race, my body felt numb) and then I reality checked..and nothing. I tried again and ended up straight zonking out. I woke up again at 5:30 (when my WBTB alarm is set). For whatever reason I wasn't tired feeling so I had to make myself go back to sleep. And as I started to do my countdown... I passed out again.

Then I woke up at 8:30 and could only remember one dream. Pro: I could recall it. Con: It was pretty short.

Maybe I'm still recovering from trying to do the Infinity Course. That thing really messed with my sleep schedule...

It always wierds me out when dreams happen like this but I am suddenly in my dream, running down the court, playing basketball. Nobody says anything but I instantly perceive that I'm playing in an all star game. The gym is pretty stark. Big, but stark. Wood floors and plain white washed walls. There are two hoops. I know we are in the middle of a game but at any given time I can only see one or two people and never myself. OK. So I'm running down court and I pass the ball off to this tall white guy with darker black, and blond, streaked hair. He catches the ball and immediately puts up an awkward shot. The guy that came back to D him up gets the rebound and dribbles off. I know instantly that this guy is Darko Milicic. He is sweaty and looks very unsure of himself. I walk over to the guy and start giving him pointers. Telling him to just relax and calm down. And, when he gets the ball, just to slow the game down and put up a confident shot. I don't have a clue why I am giving him basketball tips when he's in the pros.

That's about all there was to the dream. Really short, written out like this, but it seemed to take up a lot of 'dream time'. Again I see my dream sign, basketball/basketball players, I really need to start doing RL reality checks whenever basketball is brought up. Hmm..

I dreamed I was swimming underwater. I can't remember using any breathing devices or anything. My friend Lawrence was leading the tour along with a few other people. Everything is tinted hazy blue.

We come to a narrow hallway with a large door at the end. The guys start moving towards it when I see a glowing parrot looking fish. I'm immediately told not to touch it because if I do it will kill me. So I evade it and we are helped through the gate.

Once through we are in an even larger area. There is a fairly narrow hallway sort of area that leads up s set of shallow steps and those steps lead into the wide open reef we came to see.

As we walk up the narrow steps I am stopped all of a sudden and someone points out a little hole in the base of the steps bi am told not go touch it because if I do it will come unplugged and suck me backwards and shoot me outta the room. That's good enough incentive for me to be careful.

With that in mind I continue forward and am constantly on edge not to touch anything. I see s semi large floating egg, about 12" long float by and I ask one of my guides If I'm allowed to touch the dragon egg even I'd just to save it from floating down the stairs and outta the room. The guide says no and as I watch the egg float by it flashes back and forth between the image of a fish and then back to the image of the egg.

For some reason Lawrence ends up getting way ahead of us and it's making the guides nervous. I tell them that I want to go back and they point towards the door at the end of the steps. I go to it and open it and then immediately I see the red parrot fish that kills on touch. It is alone in the vast blackness. I change my mind about leaving and turn back around.

I dream that a small group of people and I are heading down this steep forested hill. We reach the bottom and realize there is no true way out except climbing back up the other side of the bowl we climbed into. Before we do I take time to notice these absolutely gigantic trees that seem to tower over everything and while I do that I notice the spiders.

The spiders are gigantic and they have weaved a giant web around the entirety if the forrested bowl we walked into. I scream bur our leader ignores it and begins to climb up the side and past the enormously fat spiders. I'm frozen with fear and decide to follow too late. They take the spiders by surprise and manage to make it through a tiny hole in the web. The fat black and bulbous spider crawls over to the hole and seals it up. I am stuck.

Last night I decided to forgo listening to the binaural beats WHILE I slept and instead listened to them and THEN went to sleep. I slept much better. In fact I think I was so tired from my lack of sleep the night before I probably missed most of my REM cycle. When I woke up for my WBTB method I couldn't remember any of my dreams. So I did my WBTB method (woke up for a few minutes, checked email, and then turned on binaural beats and laid back down) and listened to the beats for a good twenty minutes. I then took them off and went to sleep. I woke up a good 4 hours later (quarter to ten, waaay later than I normally get up) and had this jotted down:

My wife and I are on an airplane that apparently goes to space. I'm excited but nervous and am not sure how to react. The plane takes off and then just as quickly Leah and I warp to the airport (what they say about speedy traveling in Dreaming is true, eh?) and we are walking around. We are in a big airport that sort of looks like a giant mall. It's really white and really open. We see a line of people at the suitcase rack and decide to head over. Along the way I ask Leah how long we're on vacation for and she says 'Two days'. I'm instantly upset and go, 'What's the point of a two day vacation. Let's go for five.'. We reach the line of people for suitcases and watch as different people run over to a guy handing them out and open the bags up. Dogs keep jumping out.

I should be upset I didn''t remember much but, honestly, I'm just glad I got a good nights sleep. Two more days of Infinity. Knock on wood and let's hope for some developments.

I really think that binaural beats don't work for me. Whenever I listen to headphones and try to sleep I just cannot do it. Last night I barely got any sleep at all. It was horrible. I only remember the vaguest fragment of a dream:

My brother in law is on a roof and so am I. But the roof I am on is a good 15 feet away from him. I look around. It's sunny out and it looks like we're in the desert somewhere. The setting kinda reminds me of Assassins Creed. I suddenly run forward as fast as I can and leap towards the other roof. I hit the side of the building and my fingers barely clasp the edge of the roof. My heart is pounding and I'm able to pull myself over the edge. I lay there for a second before continuing towards my brother in law. I get to him and say something to him. I can't remember what I said. But I know I mention that we're on some sort of mission. So I point across the way and tell him, after exchanging a few words, that we need to head over there to fight off a few people. After that we need to jump back towards another building where we can meet up at our 'base'. So we do. We jump across and again I barely make it. My hands are just barely over the edge of the ledge. I pull myself up. We fight off a few people on this new building before heading back to the building with our "team". For us to get there we can't jump straight to the roof, we have to hit the ground and then scramble up a rope ladder. I go first. I hit the dusty ground and am on and up the ladder before I can take a second breath. My brother in law attempts the same thing but as soon as he hits the ground he moves too slow and is swept away by a group of men in ninja costumes.

I also remember a few little fragments but I'm not going to write those down. I barely got any sleep. It was terrible.

So I'm driving up to Sterling to see a movie. With my mom, I guess. And for some reason a few other friends are there: Lawrence, Austin, maybe Chris. We get to the theater and I don't even sit near my mom. It's a war movie, I think. Afterwords as we are filing out of the theater my mom comes jogging over to me and I go to give her a hug to say thanks for coming and goodnight. She asks if I want to go grab some dinner though. I can tell she wants to just to prolong our time together. I tell her that I can't because it's getting late. So she's sort of disappointed but she leaves anyways.

Then for some reason I suggest going to grab dinner to my friends. They don't really want to go but for whatever reason they say "Yeah, OK." Lawrence is reluctant but eventually caves and Austin seems gung ho to do it. So we split up to our respective cars and decide to meet at a restaurant. I get to the restaurant and realize that I'm still waiting for them. I don't know how I know but suddenly I realize that Lawrence got into a car wreck. And that the police officer on the scene took his sweet time taking Lawrence to the hospital, on purpose. And I'm furious that the man would risk my friends life just to be an asshole.

For some reason I'm pulling into a Wal Mart parking lot. I'm about to hop outta my car and run inside, to buy an ethernet cable of course, when I realize that I forgot the power cable to my laptop at work. I'm instantly annoyed (I'm super paranoid about doing this, in real life) and measure what I should do. Should I run back to work real quick? Leave it there until tomorrow? So I decide to run into Wal Mart real quick and THEN head back and get the power cable. I'm miffed but I go inside anyways and start making my way towards the cables. I hear over the intercom: "Is it OK to still sell it? Do I really have to buy it?" And I pass this guy in the pencil/paper aisle who was actually doodling on all of the sketch paper. And some Wal Mart employee was telling him he can't do that and he has to buy it. As the two guys are talkign I quietly pull out an eraser and start erasing all of his doodles. I remember thinking that I'm helping them but I realize I'm not erasing the doodles 100% so it probably doesn't matter.

And then I'm at the cable aisle. There's a heavier fellow there, obviously an employee--he is dressed in a blue button up and jeans and has a name tag on and is also balding, and a woman. The woman is looking for some sort of cable that has spider mite protection inside of it. For whatever reason the employee asks me if a certain product will work for her and I say, "Yeah, it sure looks like it." As if the item even exists. And then I ask the employee if he has ethernet cables and he rolls his eyes as if that's a stupid question and says, "Yeah."

I woke up this morning and walked around for a few minutes and could not remember a single dream or even a fragment and then suddenly the above all came flooding back into me.

So I started following the "Infinity" Lucid Dreaming Course last night. Here are the two dreams I had:

We are outside of our house, my wife and I, at night.
Leah says her mom wants me to hang out more.
I get mad and say I can't and don't have the time.
She says I can visit on Sunday.
I tell her it's my only day off and I already waste half of it as it is.
I realize I'm runnin late to work and stomp off at 9:50.
I walk up a sidewalk and it seems like it's night time.
I see three dogs that look like my parents dogs and they bark at me. Leah laughs

This next dream is a bit more intense, detail wise. This singer from a local band, Kirkland is their name, is working at the gas station next door to my real life work. I remember going over to visit, it was still night like my first dream, and I was incredibly nervous. So she's walking around or whatever. And then for some reason I see her hanging out with this singer from this other local band, Matter of Fact, like in real life. And then I'm driving up from east of the gas station, still dark, and listening to a song that both of those singers did together. It was kind of trippy.

And suddenly a guy I barely know/talk to and I are going into this tiny and abandoned tennis court. It's right by the highway and fenced up as if it were a prison. Creepers and vines are everywhere and leaves cover the court. It was sort of mystical. I say to the other guy, Nate, "Man. It's been forever since we got a good tennis game in." And we start to play tennis. I just remember the court is cramped and we're trying to play, still at night, and Nate mentions something about how he "hates it when people return in that area. It's so cheap.

So nothing crazy awesome tonight. The dreams were interesting. I honestly didn't sleep very well and had to force myself to take down notes for this DJ entry. I'm moving on to day 2 of the Infinity Course. I tried willing myself into SP last night and I could get to the point where I was completely numb but I was too awake to fall asleep.

I can't really remember these two dreams in vast detail, like I hoped, but I can remember a decent amount. I remember two dream fragments:

#1: I was in some sort of foresty valley with a bunch of other people to celebrate my friends wedding. My wife was there and so were my other friends. It was Whitneys wedding we were celebrating. I remember seeing Whitney in pretty vivid detail and Brian as well. Then for whatever reason I'm walking through the middle of nowhere, still at this wedding, to another town to use the bathroom. Gotta love dream logic. And then, for whatever reason, the fighting begins. Inspired by Dragonball I, for no reason whatsoever, have to begin fighting my relatives in Dragonball style. But for some reason my relative is Tien from DBZ. So we start fighting and I remember throwing energy blasts at him and I seem to hold my own pretty well. For whatever reason another person joins the fight and I remember vividly trying to perform my kamehameha attack but nothing comes out of my palms. However, Tien still stumbles backwards as if hit by energy. It was a really cool feeling. I also remember sneaking into a small house, crawling past a small bedroom with a TV and a video game on, to go use the bathroom. But I couldn't find the bathroom and, from one of the darker closets, a cousin of mine grabs me and scares the crap outta me.

#2: And now I'm in some giant kind of superstore stocking shelves. Mike, my buddy from work, is there too. We're both working hard. I remember Jason and David, the owners of the company I work for, being there as well. For whatever reason I have to go out of the store and down to a ditch where there is a big pump moving water. So I get down there and there the pump is. It is blue and rectangular and sitting inside of a box which is in the water. However; the box only has three sides. No fourth side. I remember this sorta making me extremely confused. Because, without the right wall of the box, how is the water staying in there? I shoulda done an RC because I'm pretty sure I would have become lucid if I thought about it. My confusion, even though the dream isn't that vivid to me, was really strong and I remember it VERY clearly. So anyways I fiddle around with the pump by moving it around. I'm afraid of the water getting low and the pump sucking up air and dying (gotta love it when your work invades your dreams). So I move it outta the box and higher up this muddy slope. It begins to pull less water. OK. So I move it back down towards the box and suddenly it's shooting all of that water again. It's at this point, while fiddling with the box and pump, that I see two gold coins just sitting in the mud. I pick them up. My first thought is: I should give these to Leah to show her dad (who is a coin collector). I look at the coins closer and see that they look similar to the 2010 US pennies at one side (with the flag like shield) and on the other side is a pair of large trees that cross at the very top and in the middle is a couple of giraffe standing in some tall grass. I think to myself: "These coins must be currency in Africa!" And then I'm walking back into the "superstore" to show them off.

Whew! For two "fragments" I sure did remember quite a bit. I love it when that happens. I think that, with my new routine, I'm going to be making great progress. Last night I forgot to do my meditation/mantra but I did the rest all day. Today should be more effective, I think, because I was up too late last night.

Bizarre set of dreams last night. I'll leap right into it.

The dream I remember most vividly is about this thing called "the 4chan van". I dreamed that there was this trailer/van set up and if you went into it you were pretty much locked in for the duration of "an event". The "events" you experienced inside of the van were inspired by 4chan memes and such. So I walk into the van with my friend Phil and we go into the main "room". Everything is tinted red and there are a ton of people in there. Music is loud and I realize there's a band on stage. They remind me of the band from "The Ringer". My friend Phil is into the music (he's into all music, pretty much) and we're watching quietly when suddenly people behind us start throwing stuff at Phil and I and making fun of us. I remember feeling embarrassed and angry at the same time. The other guys in the "van" start making fun of Phil, myself, and the music.

The next dream fragment I remember is being out in the middle of nowhere. There is a big flat of plains and trees everywhere. For some reason I go out and start climbing trees until I'm in this sort of ravine. Once into this ravine I see a path of trees, that fell down, that lead for quite awhile. I remember thinking I might fall if I try to cross but then I remember that bigger trees were leaning in just the right angles for me to walk on the downed trees and hold the big ones for support. So I start crossing the trees and then I reach the end of it and I'm on a flat area, that is elevated, that is simply grassy. Suddenly something pops outta nowhere and says something freaky to me. But I can't remember what it is..


Two fragments. At least I'm remembering a little bit now. Side note: Practice Mantra to SP: "I am dreaming."

Two days ago I had my best night of dreaming in my life, 5 dreams (all in depth) recalled in one night.

Last night I couldn't recall much of anything. The only thing I remember was visiting my friends bands myspace and listening to some new song they put on there.

Wish me luck.

Another night another entry.

I come into my dream and I'm taking care of a few dogs in some house. A corgi puppy that's chilling out in a big cage sorta like the one my cats live in and a dog from my childhood. I go outside and there are people walking around. I don't know why but every pregnant woman in the city is congregating on the hospitals for some reason. I can't remember why. For some reason I go outside and somehow run into a small group of people. I can't remember what/who/where they're going/why but I decide to join up with them. Behind us some pregnant girl seems to be trailing us. But then some guy, who looks kinda like Adam Morrison, comes striding down the street and confronts this one woman and pretty much tells her she's not pregnant enough to waste the hospitals time (I think he means: she's not far enough along in her pregnancy) and the woman freaks out. He tells her that "she's more drunk, sober, than with alcohol in her." And she calls him a pretty derogatory sentence about how he's just a big mexican. She goes marching off again obviously upset.

I also woke up in the middle of the night from my previous dream and decided to try to WILD. So I lay perfectly still and repeated my mantra to myself: "I will fall asleep and then begin to lucid dream." I don't know how long I did this, awhile I think, and then my entire body started to tingle and my heart started racing. I was too full of energy/nerves and I couldn't stay like that for too long so I moved and woke myself up. Was that sleep paralysis?

So I went to bed a few hours ago and decided to try a little bit of the MILD technique before I went to sleep. Basically I repeated "The next time I dream, I will perform a reality check, and realize I'm dreaming."

So I dreamed that I was in some sort of giant maze with a bunch of random people who were randomly transported there. We were all running like mad back and forth. The maze wasn't one level. It was multi level. There was the main level which was gigantic, like a closed of basketball court, and covered in a padded like substance. At one end of this padded level, about a hundred feet in the air, was this tower looking area with a slit for a door.

Anyways. Suddenly we're all running around like a race had just started. I notice that, as we're running around, some people are wearing all white and some people are wearing red and white clothing. Sort of like the Assassins Creed outfit. At some point in the dream I realize I'm supposed to chase down and try and save the people that are wearing both red and white and to try and be with them because the groups of straight white are chasing us down and capturing us and doing, I'm not sure what. But every time anyone gets caught they start screaming, terrified. I remember thinking: "What kind of God or gods would make us follow one thing and then make us suffer for it?"

At this point I almost become just a pair of eyes with no arms/legs and simply watch as things unfold. I remember this one man running up to a high level and seeing three different options to continue running. It's dark up here and he sees a flash of red and white so he knows to run that way but then he sees flashes of JUST white and knows that he's been cornered. In "my" head or the narrators head I remember narrating his final actions: 'And knowing full well it would be his last desperate moments the man sprinted head on towards what he believed.' And sure enough: my narration was right. He get's tackled and I'm whisked away somewhere else.

I think I'm "me" now in the dream. I'm running up and down more of these padded stairs. I see this woman running screaming and across some sort of opening I see a man wearing white and red face paint, very vividly. I feel like I should follow that person. He feels important. So I start chasing after him and I'm running up stairs to keep up and another guy is with me running, he's on my team. We reach a point where the stairs don't go any further so we turn to run back but take a different way. I yell, "This way is no good!" and sure enough, it isn't. We near a part where it looks like the stairs are OK but in fact, at a different angle, they are all broken except for one. We turn back and run again.

And then I must roll in my sleep or something because suddenly I'm at the bottom again and there are a bunch of boxes, about 8 feet tall, that look like giant pillows set all over the bottom floor. The lights are bright and I feel like a ton of people are there again. At the middle of the room is a guy that looks like Drew Brees, a football player, and he is being interviewed by some guy with a mic. He says: "I'm not going to do anything crazy. If I could: I'd like to hit in an NL ballpark." Or something to that affect. He's talking about some sort of baseball competition he's going to have, with just himself, to show off. I then woke up and my heart was racing and my first thought is: It's kinda funny I had two dream fragments but both of them deal with "teams". Hm... back to bed. It's still only 3:22. Will edit with more dreams.

For some reason I start dreaming and I'm running the "fast break" in basketball and I do a behind the back pass to another kid with curly hair and freckles. He doesn't seen the layup coming and it goes outta bounds. I run over to him after the play ends (and suddenly we're in a cafeteria) and introduce myself. I tell him that I didn't know his name or else I woulda warned him about the pass so he coulda got it. And then suddenly my dream warps into this next one. I'm not going to post much about this fragment as it was super jagged and weird: I was Bart Simpson, or a look a like, and I was running around all over this school wreaking havoc. I would make things blow up or hide things or make mean people get in trouble. And I was constantly getting chased again. My " final moment" in this dream was when I decided to do a suicide mission. I made something blow up and then I tried running away But the explosion caught me as I was running and launched me backwards. And suddenly that dream bled into the next one.

So I dreamed that I was in some sort of sitcom where I would stage situations to make me look like a hero in order to pick up chicks. I pretended to save Emily Mortimers daughters life (she seemed to live in the same apartment complex as me) and later that I day I made myself "happen" to walk by and she invited me in to chat. She had just broken up with her boyfriend/husband (played by a guy I know, Matthew D) and everything was really tense. But anyways we get to making small talk, which I can't remember, and it seems like she's liking me when suddenly her brother (or a close friend of Matthews) comes over and sits down on the couch while she's in the kitchen. I can tell he's pissed I'm there but I act polite and say "Hey, what's up." He says not too much and is mostly polite back. I don't remember what happens next but suddenly he snaps at me. I get mad at him and almost drop an "f bomb" which he starts to grin and say: "Oh yeah? An f bomb? That's not her style at all." And I get even more angry but I hold it in and mutter that he's the kinda guy that sits at the top of the movie theatre so he can look down on everyone. He goes "So I'm some kinda class racist eh?" and starts laughing at me. Emily walks back into the room and says: "I don't need this!" and then next thing I know the brother/Matthews friend is kicked out. And then suddenly we're in a different POV, almost like a sitcom opening, where I'm following three similar looking brothers. One brother is played by the guy from Cloverfield, the main character, and then two guys that look kinda like him. And they're walking up some sorta steps to the top of the apartment building. It's sunny and it looks kinda like California. As they walk up the steps some music is playing and scenes of guys telling girls to "go to roof 7" occurs. Apparently, in this dream sitcom, when you don't want to get with a girl you tell her to go wait at roof 7. And then one of these guys shows up and "sweeps her off her feet" for a one night stand. Anyways. These three guys make it to the top of the apartment building "rooftop 7" and look around. It's all concrete with a few potted trees and benches. There are two groups of people: all guys. The brothers seem super dissappointed and then one brother mentions Emily living in the apartment and how he's going to try and get with her. At this point I realize that I am the main character (the guy from Cloverfield) and for some reason I don't say anything back. My "brother" says "it's gonna be awesome. Gettin' the second girl this week that you been with, haha" implying that they'll enjoy being with him more. And that's pretty much it for that dream. I DO remember that the one brother had one giant tooth instead of regular sized front teeth. Teeth getting messed up seems to be a theme in my dreams.

And my fifth dream in one night: I remember standing around in a parking lot with a buddy of mine, Austin. He had come driving up from somewhere. And anyways in the back of his van was a bunch of music equipment. So he comes flying across the street to where I'm hanging out at and pulls around and parks and pops his trunk. I'm super worried he forgot something we'll need but I keep finding out that he has everything. I remember, from across the street, watching him running holding my amp head with one hand and the thing dangling around like it was going to fall. It was sorta funny. So we start jamming out and I keep all of the equipment underneath the door of his trunk because I'm afraid of rain. And then we invite my friend Chris to come play with us and he shows up, too, from across the street. From there forward it gets pretty hazy. He mentions how his class gave him the day off or something but he's thinking of going back anyways. Somebody makes a joke where the punchline is "I wouldn't even show you my penis online." And that's pretty much it.

So, wow. The MILD technique really does work. No Lucids but 5 completely separate and memorable dreams. I'm going to keep this up.

I don't remember much from last night but I'm glad I at least remember a fragment. I was at home watching a basketball game, the Bulls vs the Cavs, and the Bulls were dominating. The BUlls got off to a 9 to 0 start. My team kept blocking LeBrons shots and, in my dream, I remember getting super excited about it. And then I remember this player, Ilyasova (who isn't even on the Cavs, IRL) going for a layup but Kirk Hinrich (who isn't on the Bulls anymore, IRL) went ahead and tackled him. It was odd how vivid it was. Both of these players are white and I could see how white they were in juxtaposition to their uniforms. I remember seeing their black hair matted to their heads and the way Ilyasova grimaced when he got up. It was really cool. I remember an announcer, for some reason, named "Imasot" or something along the lines. He was pumping up the Bulls and talking crap about the Cavs, which I dig, because I really can't stand LeBron James (who isn't even on their team anymore).

I also remember watching this game on TV, in the dream, while surfing online. I was on some sort of Bulls message board and threads kept popping up. For some reason I remember one specifically: "Quick shooting Derrick Rose is off to a quiet start." And in my dream I thought, "Well, not for long." And then from that I remember some sort of ebay auction like service happening on the forum where LeBron/Cav fans would upbid everything and if a Bulls fan did it they would, like, attack him. It was surreal and kinda creepy. And then I remember randomly clicking other team based message boards (The Toronto Raptors, specifically) to see how other fans were reacting to the game.

It was kind of cool. I vaguely remember something else going on in the dream that seemed more sinister in nature. But, thankfully?, I can't remember it.

Til tomorrow.

Dream Fragment:
I remember vaguely running across a parking lot of some sort
with a few friends from highschool. We're trying to catch a
movie of some sort. My friend Lawrence is with me. For some
reason I end up buying him a ticket and mine as well. I don't
remember much else from this dream.

Dream Fragment:
I don't remember much from this dream. Just that I worked in
some sort of warehouse and I helped some guy specifically
who was being talked about by people that didn't work at
the warehouse. Brad something or other.

Dream Two:
I remember coming into my dream as Leah and I are pass through
the doors of some downtown shop. It seems fairly bright out.
As we walk inside my heart starts racing and I realize we're
in some sort of adult store. We walk into a big sort of
foyer and sitting at a table is an older man and woman talking.
The woman says something like, "So do you really think I'll be able to act?"
The man responds with something, "I hear they've hired Ellen Hunt."

To the left, in the big room, is the couple. To the right is some gambling area
with a bar and a tender wearing the typical "card dealer" outfit. And next to
that is a set of stairs that lead down and to the adult section.

We continue walking down some small steps and into, what
I assume, is the actual section of adult material in
the store. I remember walking around and poking at various
materials of the adult variety. I vividly remember seeing
a lube, gun, mystic (like, special rocks) section and so on.

I spend a lot of time browsing on my own while Leah looks
at her own things without me. I remember picking up some
item, lube I think, and bringing it to the counter to check
out. I'm also holding some other little box. I remember the
checkout was this old school looking typewriter and to check
a customer out the salesman had to put a new sheaf of paper
in. He does this for me and starts trying to hardsell me on
some t-shirt. $20 bucks for the shirt and $2 for shipping.
In my dream I don't understand why I'd need shipping. He
goes on to say, "I'm not usually into shirts but for 2
bucks it's a steal." I'm reluctant to get it because I feel
like I've spent too much cash (and this is kind awesome, I think in my dream
I remember buying the movie ticket for Lawrence)
as it is but he keeps pushing
the shirt on me. The man has short brownish orange hair and
freckles.

Now I'm holding some cologne, which seemed to be right next to
the counter, as he continues to push the shirt on me. I ask him
"So, the shirt is only two bucks?" He get's quiet and says
"Well, no, it's 20." I tell him I'm going to pass on the shirt
and he says, after checking to be sure nobody is listening,
"Listen. The shirt is cheap, I know, and they fit small. But
I've worn it in situations and they aren't bad for 2 bucks."

It's at this point that some woman walks by and tells the guy
just to let me get my cologne. The woman looks exactly like the girl
from Jake and Amir, Sarah. It's at this point i realize that I don't
want the cologne. For kicks I look at the price tag, 70 bucks -yikes-, and
I set it back down. He finally seems to relent (even
though I'm not getting any cologne) and checks me out. I notice
he uses a special black pen that I recognize from my work in
real life.

When I'm done there I grab my little bag of stuff and follow
Leah up into another level of the store. We pass by a tall man
wearing a bluetooth headset as he stands at a monitor with
camera feeds on it. He mutters something like, "So he walks
in. And goes straight towards the table." as if he's security.

And that's all I really remember from that one.

I finally remember a dream again. I was getting worried. I only remember bits and pieces though.

For some reason this dream opens up with me walking across a grass field with a group of people. One of them, the oldest, looks like my old gym teacher from high school. I don't remember what we were doing or how we got there but he seems angry about something. He acts like "Lan" from this book I am reading. He snaps at me, "We will only travel with 3 and then the cleric." And then turns and begins jogging. I start following him, obviously not the reason he's angry, before seeing a big stack of paper poked into the mud at a base of a tree. I curse under my breath and say, "They better not of left a note." I bend over to pick it up and unfold it.

Suddenly I am on a dirt path running laps with a bunch of other people. The same gym teacher is there running with us. I have the papers in my hand so I open them up and start to read. It's a letter written by my (real life) Wife. It starts with something like "I just want you to be happy." I remember, in the dream, reading the front page and starting to cry. As if the letter is directed at me or I miss her horribly, or something. I keep running the laps and I remember realizing that I probably look bad to other people but my dream self doesn't care. I remember running by a knot of girls slowly running the laps and then running by my gym teachers (real life) son. We're all dressed up like we used to be in gym class. For whatever reason now the gym teacher is standing at a computer, an old looking one, and he has two windows on it and is showing a picture and some text to an older woman who was running laps. At some point he also notices the papers I'm carrying and somehow gets a hold of them and puts them in a folder.

I come into my dream and it's as if I am watching it happen on television. Everything looks and feels like a teen movie. This blond haired guy with crystal blue eyes is sitting in a car in a driveway in the passenger seat of a car. In the drivers seat is a young Jennifer Love Hewitt. There is some sort of monologue going on because I keep flashing from the image of them in the car talking back to a group of people talking in a room. Finally the girls dad walks up to a gate right by the driveway and crosses his arms and leans against it. He looks at the guy in the car and says something. I can't remember what, exactly. The guy in the car sighs and looks at the girl. He says: "Do you have a lock on this thing?" She shakes her head. So the guy rolls down the window and starts to talk to the father but the father interrupts and says, "So, you're doing this from the car?!" The younger guy snaps his mouth shut and gets out of the car with the girl.

We flash back to the group of people again and the same blond guy is telling the story that I was watching happen. "I had to tell him I loved her," he says before laughing, "Haha, it's true! I just didn't realize the kind of lovin' I wanted!" He laughs again implying he's just into her for sex. I notice, for some reason, that his right front tooth is bigger than his left. We flash back to the driveway and, for whatever reason now, the same blond guy snaps a salute and says, "I've been enlisted, sir." And it's at this point I think I almost became lucid. Because immediately after this we cut to a scene of a bunch of younger men and women marching in uniforms that were all red and blue and I clearly remember thinking: "Damn. The dad must be glad. He doesn't have to kick the kids ass AND he gets to get rid of him into the military."

And now for whatever reason the song "Masterpiece" by Bayside is blasting throughout my mind. It really feels like a movie and suddenly it seems to be raining and really windy. A young black woman, probably mid to late 20s, is wearing the uniform I described above with some cammo over it. Next to her is a guy that looks sort of like a muscular Pauly Shore. They start saying this mantra and at the end of the mantra everybody in uniform begins shooting at each other. But the "bullets" end up just being water and/or paintballs. I remember a gigantic tree branch snapping off of a tree and flying across a green grassy yard before slamming into a big brick building that looks vaguely like a school. After that an older man comes running across the field while holding some sort of paper up over his face to block the wind and rain. He stops at the young black woman and shouts something over the wind and rain and then that's all I remember there.

Last night I tried using binaural beats, at least for half of the night.
When I woke up I couldn't remember my dream at all and I was pretty upset. I didn't want to leave any holes in my dream diary.
But as I was getting ready for work it suddenly all flashed back to me and I remembered and more importantly I KNEW I remembered.

I dreamt, last night, that my co worker and I (Mike, second time I've dreamed of him AND of work) were at work alone. We were handling the store.
It must have been night time because it was dark out. For some reason I decide I have to leave. So I walk out of the store and take a walk down the street. In my dream the layout
of the area outside of the place I work in real life is completely different. But I walk down a sidewalk and around a building that sort of looks like my old post office when I lived with my family in Mt. Morris (second mention of that town, as well).
I walk past that and up to this place that looks like a plain brick building. I go up and inside and I'm in a dentists office. Once inside I sit down to have my check up, for some reason. And I learn that I need to have my wisdom teeth taken out as well as some other work (which I need to do in real life). So I tell the dentist
to get on with it and do it but I ask him if I can go right back to work when he's done. He says no. So I ask him to wait a minute and get up and leave. I go outside and call my sister to ask her to watch the store for me. She says she will (I somehow forget Mike was at the store). And then I go back into the dentist office. And now when I walk in
there is this little dog on a chair by the door. It does something and we all laugh at it. Anyways I go to sit down in the chair and then suddenly freak out: I left the store un attended (though I really didn't) and I go sprinting out again. I call my sister and she says she never went to watch the store. So I run all the way back to the store
and run inside, afraid that things will be stolen, just to realize that Mike is still there watching the place. Relieved I decide to call the general manager of the company and ask him to send someone down to watch the store. After this it gets sorta hazy. I explain that I need to go to the dentist and then, after that, I really can't remember anything.

Trippy. I woke up completely blank and then suddenly remembered it all.