Kraom's Dream Journal

The precursor to this dream was, I had set an alarm for two AM thinking that if I woke up earlier I'd be more tired and could do MILD and fall back asleep easier. Horrible idea, I ended up waking up and then I just felt restless and didn't end up falling back asleep until like 4:30 AM. Alright anyway so I end up waking back up around 6:40 and then I went back to sleep again and next thing I know I'm in my dream.

So the earliest moment I remember was that I was at the baseball field near my house. I was in the parking lot and I noticed that someone had their car parked directly behind mine making it impossible for me to leave. I was pretty mad about this and I went to find out who's car it was. I ask my little brother who's car it is and he's trying to describe to me the person it belongs to. He says something like "The kid with the hair, the uhhh kid with the red hair." In waking life he does know this persons name but he doesn't say it in the dream. So anyways the person he was describing runs by me and he tells me that that's him. So I grab him and tell him that he needs to move his car now. So then I don't remember why or how but I end up grabbing my little brother and then he starts crying. Then my dad stands up on the bleachers and is yelling at me and he says something about my brother being up to bat. So I get angry at my little brother for getting me in trouble and I storm off towards my car. When I get to my car I end up thinking, good thing this is only a dream. And then I stopped and I thought wait I'm dreaming.. So I ended up being the event that sparked my lucidity.

Alright so I was standing at the door to my car which was now a white version of the bat-mobile with some skulls painted on. Anyways so I got into it while trying to maintain my focus and then magically it turns into a classic dragster, still low to the ground. So there aren't any peddles but no matter I power it with my mind. So I drive it in a circle around the parking lot and then wait to pull out of it because there was traffic. Once I pull out into the street it's no longer me driving it's now some Mexican girl and she sounds around fourteen years old. So then we turn around a street and she says something like, "It's your fault we have to wash it." Anyways then she floors it down the street and I don't really have anything to focus on, everything is blurry. I end up totally losing my focus after a while. And then all I see is blackness and then a percent bar popped up. There was rectangles that were like a teal color and the word percentage was in orange, it started at eighty percent and then went up until it hit one-hundred percent at which point I was reloaded into the dream. This time my older brother was driving the dragster. This time we were on a mountain rode. And might I add that the sky was blue and the sun was out whereas before it was night time. Anyways so while my brother was driving I kept bumping up and down and one time I stopped in the air and was floating. Then the last thing I saw was a list of tasks that looked like my task list from Astrid Task Manager.