Krista's Dream Journal

Dream - Lucid

I was in a room with many other people. There were tables and chairs. I was trying to get all these teenage girls who were addicted to drugs to go to rehab. I was one of many people doing this. We would grab the teenage girls, accuse them of being addicted to cocaine or some other hard drug, and drag them off to a rehab center. We took them in and into a big, spacious room. Many would sneakily escape, so we'd have to go back out and find them again.

There was one girl I found sitting at a table in the room from the beginning of the dream. She had light brown skin. I accused her of doing "blow", then I took her with me. She was not happy about it, and was resisting quite a bit. Then, as I was leading her, we came across a hole in the ground. The bottom was lit up with artificial light, so it must have been some sort of tunnel. There were some stairs that led down, and the drop wasn't too bad. The girl then fell into the hole, and out of my sight as she hit the bottom.

At first, I thought she may be dead, and I was panicking. I then heard her moaning in pain, so I ran down the stairs and to her side. She couldn't get up; I think her hip may have been broken. I looked up and saw a woman standing next to us. I shouted
"Call 911!!" even though I had my own phone to do so.
She got out her phone and dialed 911.

I don't really remember any more of that dream.

Dream - Lucid

I was sitting in a white booth at a restaurant with my family and a girl around my age. The girl was sitting next to me. I think she was supposed to be my girlfriend. We were all supposed to be on vacation.

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We were again on vacation, and had been there for a week and a half. It was almost time for us to go home, I think because the weather was getting bad (it may have been Sandy, the hurricane that just pummeled the East Coast). I was temporarily working at a restaurant while we were there.

I was sitting in the restaurant with my family, and we were talking about going home I think. I then remember having to reach my hand into a dirty fish tank to get something out. I rolled up my brown jacket sleeve and stuck my hand in. The top of the tank was a little above my head, so I had to reach pretty far. So far, in fact, that despite rolling the jacket sleeve up, I got it a little wet anyway.

I took my arm out, looked at my now wet jacket sleeve, and felt like I needed a shower. Luckily, they had shower stalls in the restaurant. They were, however, right by the entrance, so they were pretty exposed. I went into one and put my stuff down to where it wouldn't get wet.

For some reason, I left the stall soon after that, and when I came back to finish the shower, a couple of girls had taken my stall, and I had to find a new one. I saw lots of closed, seafoam-colored stall doors. Finally, I saw an open one, and went on in. I put my stuff down in a corner by the door so it wouldn't get wet.

I then noticed that I could see a fat white guy showering next to me. It's like part of the wall was knocked out or was never built. Apparently, some of the stalls were like that. I then remember being naked, and seeing that I was exposed to part of the restaurant, which now looked like a department store. I sat on the floor and curled up in a fetal position because I felt so embarrassed and exposed. I told the fat guy showering close by that I felt that way. He told me somewhere I could stand and not have to worry about people seeing me.

Dream - Lucid

I was at work, ringing people up. The store looked a bit different than it does IWL. The store was dim; many of the lights had been turned off. There weren't many people inside either.

A customer kept coming up to my register over and over, a really sweet, chubby woman with her short hair pulled back into a ponytail. She was wearing a black shirt with a hot pink collared one underneath. She would come up and talk to me for a little bit, then go and keep shopping. She did this 3 times or so before she was finally ready to check out. She only had two or three items. As I was sliding them over the reader to scan the barcodes, I asked her (one) of the required questions:
"Would you like to open a charge card with us? I can save you up to 30%."
I thought I saw her shake her head no, but when I said "no?" she said yes, she did want a card. I got excited, since so few people say yes to that question, and, as a store, we have to get so many a day.
"Yes! Great!!" I said, feeling like I had shown my excitement a bit too much, and started to explain the process to her. I got it so she could fill out the app herself on the pinpad. She talked to me as she filled it out.

Then, when we submitted the application, the computer shut down! Oh crap. The app was lost, and we'd have to start over again. The computer came back up with this desktop background of what looked like a sunset on a dock where some sailboats were tethered. The program then came back up, and we started the app over, this time, with me doing it on my side of the register. She didn't seem too upset about it. She was still upbeat and smiling. She was telling me about some vacation she was going on. I looked at her driver's license and filled out the app, which looked a bit different than it does IWL. It asked me the same basic questions, like name and such, but instead of the questions being listed from left to right, they were listed up and down.

I got to the end of the app, and there were some weird questions that seemed to be quizzing me on my customer, like where she was going on vacation and stuff. I just kept talking to the customer and tried to think of the answers, and eventually, I had to just make some up. I went back to the top of the app to have the customer type in her SSN, but the box for SSN had disappeared completely. Ugh...now it probably isn't going to work again, but I hit submit anyway.

And of course, it didn't work. The computer froze for a second, then brought me back to the screen where you ring things up. UG09w3urp9ouhwe98hdg. This poor lady...and she was being so patient! I told her that the app stuff was being glitchy, and I'd just give her the 30% off anyway.

Then, suddenly, we were on a beach. The cloudless sky looked as if the sun was rising; it was painted with soft pinks and blues. We were standing at the mouth of a cave, overlooking the beach. The water seemed calm; it was beautiful. I plopped down in the sand, laying down in it on my back. I said
"This is the life, huh?" to the customer, and she seemed distracted, like she was ready to be done and out of the store. Can't say I blamed her; she had been there for forever.

We were then back in the dim store, and a couple of other women were there, trying to get the app thing to work for my customer. One of them was a manager, the other, a cashier like me. I told the manager that the app thing wasn't working. She went back behind the counter to take a look.

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I was then in the dim store again, and an older, taller, thinner lady with short, grey, permed hair came up to me and said she wanted to exchange one earring. I asked her what was wrong with it as she handed the long, dangly, earring beaded with turquoise to me, and she started going on about how it was supposed to hold the key to her thong. Ok. Right. So I told her about the even exchange policy, and asked her to find another pair of equal or lesser value. Her husband was then there as well, and said she had already found the replacement pair. They were then handed to me. They were supposed to be the same earrings, but they looked more like chandelier-style earrings than the long, dangly one she handed me at first, though they still had the turquoise.

There was a point in I think the first dream, or a dream I don't remember anymore, where I was lucid for like 10 seconds, but I lost it.

Dream - Lucid

I was walking outside of work at night, though it looked different than IWL. Someone, I guess a supervisor, then came up to me and told me that on my file on the computer, there was a note that said they were keeping an eye on me. Wow what? Shit. I was worried they'd fire me now; it sounded like they were suspicious of me for some reason. I needed to do a better job at work so they wouldn't think that anymore. The general feelings in this dream were worry and dread; I wanted (and needed) to keep this job.

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I was at work, behind the counter, though it looked a bit different than IWL. It was almost like I had been sleeping there too; I felt like it was early in the morning, well before opening time, and I was drowsy. There were other people there as well, I remember specifically a guy being at another cash register next to mine.

We were all getting gifts and stuff in the mail. I had gotten three dark blue and purple flowers that were in bushels on top of long stems that kind of looked like this:



Except for the ones in the dream were darker, more bunched together, on long stems and didn't have all the crazy leaves. The flowers were the same general shape though.

Anyway, the only thing I had to put them in was this small, clear/whitish translucent bottle. It already had water in it, so I put the flowers inside. One kept drooping because it was too top-heavy for the small bottle with all its tiny flower bushels on the top. I kept trying to fix it, but it just wasn't working; the same flower kept drooping. I took them out and asked the guy next to me if he had a vase or something. He said he didn't, so I then asked him to just hand me a big black cup. He did, and the flowers went in there just fine. Not a vase, but they fit...better than nothing!

I remember too at some point seeing that my old friend Alex H. worked with me there. He was at one of the registers.

Then, a manager got on the intercom and announced that soon it would be Fairy Wing Day, and we could dress as fairies to work. I got excited and started to plan out a fairy costume. I already have some wings.

I then imagined or saw someone who worked there walk by with fairy wings on.

Dream - Lucid

I was in my room, watching my cat, Belle, who is an all-white, fluffy female cat, walk around and be cuddly with an all-black, fluffy male cat. IWL my cat doesn't like other animals...or well, anyone really. But in this dream, I was surprised at how she was acting towards this kitty.

A cat identical to Belle then came up, and the black cat walked away, and Belle wasn't mean to her doppleganger, but she didn't interact with her at all. I thought maybe it was because they were both female.

This is the second time recently that I've dreamed of my anti-social cat interacting with another cat in a friendly way. Hmm...

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I was in a huge room that seemed to be some sort of lobby area or something. Sunlight came in through the windows, lighting up the area. In the center of the room was a giant aquarium about the size of a pool table. There was a dark blue beta fish that looked like my brother's IWL beta, and some other fish as well, some small, round silvery fish and some others. There were other people milling about as well; I feel like a lot of them were famous.

I then put some of the fish in a big, black cup with my pee in it? I don't really know why, but whatever I guess. I watched the fish swim around. How they weren't dead, I'm not sure. I dumped the fish back in the tank with some of the pee. I walked away and did something else for awhile, and then, when I came back, I noticed how cloudy the water in the tank was; it was white and almost opaque. Crap. I need to clean out that tank!

I then got on one side of the aquarium, and pushed it to get some of the water out. Some of it sloshed out at the end, but a lot of it was blocked by some white mechanism on the edge of the tank. Enough had gotten out though so that I could fill in with more water. I did just that, I think with the large black cup, then freaked out a little because I almost forgot to put the solution in the water to make it breathable for the fish. Out loud, I exclaimed
"Oh yeah! The solution!"
I said this to someone in particular, and also to myself.

I ran to grab the solution, came back, twisted the cap off, turned it over, squirted some in the white cap, and dumped it into the aquarium. I asked my brother, who was there apparently, how much solution he usually used. He said 3-5 capfuls. So I filled it two more times, quickly and a bit messily, and dumped them into the tank. I felt relieved after I did that, though I noticed the tank wasn't squeaky clean, it was a lot cleaner than it was. I still saw some debris floating around. I also noticed that there was this big white tube in the tank, running down the middle. It looked similar to a cat toy I have IWL that's a little fabric tunnel that my cat can run in and out of. It has small white aquarium pebbles in the bottom of it. I was trying to get it straightened out, but it was awkward to do so. I thought I had messed it up a bit when I dumped the water out.

I then noticed that on the inside of the tank, there was now an air hockey table instead of the bottom the aquarium. The fish were gone too. I started to get mad, because I was afraid the fish would get hurt now. I saw the man who did it, who was a guy in a business suit, and I started to get mad at him, saying I just cleaned the tank and all that mess. He back off, and I pushed or cranked something that started to split the air hockey table down the middle, and back down into the tank, while the fish and all that were starting to be exposed again. I remember seeing lots of grey metal mechanisms inside the tank while this happened.

~

I was in the same kind of area as the last dream. Someone, a woman my age, approached me, and told me the manager wanted to see me in the office, and talk to me about some sort of promotion. She mentioned that the manager wanted to hire a manager above them. I thought that was weird, and I wasn't sure how I felt about that idea since I was such a new employee, but I followed the woman to the office, which had a lot of people inside.

The area was made out of a lighter-colored wood. It was also a pretty small area. On one side, there was us, the employees, sitting on benches carved out of the wall. On the other side is where the management sat, but they sat behind what looked like how you would see a concession stand set up, with them on the other side of a half wall with a wide, glassless window that they looked out of.

I was sitting and joking with some guy that I think had a mask or costume on. I also think my old friend Cameron was there. I thought about how I hadn't seen him in ages.

The manager was calling people up one by one to do some survey. She called someone, and then, the guy I was sitting with, but then, no one else got called; after only two people doing the survey, they said we were done. We got up to leave. I wondered when they would talk to me about the promotion.

Dream - Lucid

I was with Ryan. Apparently, his marriage didn't work out, so he went back to me. I was leaning and cuddling on him.

We were then watching some news clip I think of a Middle Eastern or maybe a Spanish guy in a bike race. Something happened, and he started shouting in another language, took a gun, and blew his face off. I didn't look at the part where he killed himself.

His white shirt with various little logos on it was then laid out in front of us. It was clean of any blood, surprisingly. I thought to myself that maybe they washed it. I touched it. I then caught a whiff of sweat. It was from the shirt. I thought about how very hauntingly strange it was that his shirt still smelled like sweat and all that, but he was no longer alive. It was a bit unsettling.

Then, we were outside this small house, and moving on some sort of train with it. I think we were sitting down. The train then picked up speed, and we were then going so fast, that everything, including us, started to look polygonal; the best thing I can compare it to would be N64 graphics. We just kept going faster and faster.

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I then woke up for a bit, tossed and turned, then, when I got comfy and I got my brain to stop going a mile a minute, I felt the buzzing in my head associated with SP. I knew I was going to be in a dream soon, so I concentrated on staying calm so I wouldn't jar myself out of it.

I then was sitting in my living room, staring at an orange cat sitting on the floor. It looked like Pounce, a cat we had to put to sleep last year. I thought that was odd...I must be dreaming. To check, I stared at the cat, and concentrated on changing its appearance. It then changed into an orange and white cat that looked like a cat named Kira I looked after one time. Definitely a dream!

I looked at my hand, and I counted 8 fingers. That's...a lot more extra fingers than I'm used to seeing in dreams. Oh well. My mom then walked quickly by, and down the hallway. I went after her, about to tell her we were in a lucid dream, but I couldn't really talk...it was weird, like something was blocking my voice from coming out.

I then went into the bathroom instead, and looked in the mirror. My face looked weird and dark at first, and was slightly covered by my hair, so I got closer to the mirror, and...my facial features were all mixed up. As I continued to look, some features disappeared completely, and my face looked almost like a blank sheet of skin. Very, very strange.

I woke up after that, but kept my eyes closed, and soon enough, I was feeling the buzzing again. I decided to experiment, and tried to concentrate the buzzing to my heart to see what happened. I didn't notice much difference, so I concentrated it to my head instead. I buzzed for awhile, then, I was again in a dream. I don't remember much from this one, except for there was a point that I was outside, flying amongst the green trees in the daytime, little by little gaining height. I still don't think I could talk.

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I then was in a non-lucid. All I can remember from this is that I was "remembering" a dream "memory". As I was "remembering" it, I wondered if it had been real memory or a dream memory, but ultimately decided it was real. I was "remembering" going to an Asian man's house for sleep therapy. He was in his thirties, and had glasses. I "remembered" sitting in a big living area with him on lots of pillows that covered the floor. I then "remembered" sitting on a bed with him, and watching him smoke heroin out of a glass pipe? It was so weird. I did not join him in partaking of the dangerous drug. I don't think I was supposed to tell anyone about him smoking the heroin.

That's really all I can remember though, is "remembering" going to sleep therapy at this guy's house, and watching him smoke drugs, wondering whether or not it all really happened. I'm sure there was more to it than that, but that's all I can really recall.

I have had a majorly busy week at this new job. I absolutely love it; I am SO blessed to have this job. It's had to be the first thing on my mind though, so dream recall has had to take the back burner. Next week won't be as busy, so I'll be trying to remember more dreams.

Dream - Lucid

I was at home, and started to think about a guinea pig my brother apparently had. It looked like it had tortiseshell fur, which is black with yellow-orange flecks. I hadn't heard about it in awhile. I then "remembered" what happened. He had moved the guinea pig's container, which was a HUGE glass aquarium-type thing, like you'd see the rodents in in Petsmart, into the garage, because he had rearranged his room. I then had this realization that Blake hadn't paid ANY attention to this guinea pig in a couple of months. The guinea pig was probably dead.

This made me pretty mad, because he has a fish too (IWL he actually does have the fish), and he was bad about cleaning out its tank (IWL this really is an issue...at least for me). I couldn't fathom how someone could take in a living animal, and then just forget about it and let it die. I approached Blake about it, and he didn't seem too concerned, though he did acknowledge that he had forgotten about him. He went into the garage to check up on it. I didn't want to look, because I figured the poor little guy was definitely dead by now. However, when Blake came back, he said the guinea pig was fine and just sleeping. I pictured it asleep in its food dish. I wondered how it stayed alive for that long with no food, water, or having its cage cleaned out. I told Blake it had probably been eating its own feces to stay alive.

This next stuff gets a little confusing in my mind. I'll try to put it into some sort of order that makes sense.

I realized I was dreaming, so, to not lose the dream, I kept repeating in my head "Stay in the dream, stay in the dream..." which at least helped keep the dream colorful and vivid. I also did some hand examinations, not to RC, but so I wouldn't lose focus on the dream world.

I saw that I was in my room. I walked up to the mirror, and saw myself. I looked the same aside from my hair, which was short, straight, and dark red. I also had short bangs. Looking back, the hairstyle reminds me of flappers from the 20s. I smiled, cause it looked good. I was then topless and my boobs were way huge. I thought it was kinda hot really, and started to think about sexy time things, but it wasn't really working too well. I looked at myself in the mirror again, and I still had the different hair.

I then woke up, but DEILDed into another dream. I was then staring at some picture on the wall of my room. I repeated the "Stay in the dream..." stuff, but I don't think it lasted very long.

I DEILDed again, but this time, I went into a non-lucid. The guinea pig situation was still an issue. But this time, when I confronted Blake about it and he checked on the little guy, it was dead. Big surprise. That's what happens when you neglect an animal for 2 months. I just didn't understand why it wasn't a huge deal for Blake. I don't know if I confronted him or not about the issue, but I know I was angry, and thought to myself how mind-boggling it was that someone could take responsibility for an animal's life, and just forget about it. I pictured the guinea pig in its cage in the garage, dead in its food dish. I thought back to the previous part of the dream where the guinea pig was alive, and figured that I had just dreamed that up.

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I was sitting at a kitchen table in someone's house, and I took a little white pill called "Molly" and washed it down with some water that was in a glass to my right on the table (something I've never done or seen IWL and never EVER want to do...I've seen stuff like this mess up too many lives). It was nighttime outside. I don't remember who I was with, but I started to freak out before it kicked in, saying to myself in my head stuff like well you can forget going to sleep tonight and stuff like that. I immediately regretted taking the damn thing. I contemplated texting Aaron, who had done it before, and telling him, but I didn't.

I then remember being in a room with some other people. We were apparently waiting on Austin to come over. I knew he just wanted to smoke. I was starting to feel the pill now, and I felt hyper and twitchy. Ugh. It was stressing me out pretty badly. Austin was then there. I don't remember much else about that part, other than there was a small point where I became lucid while I was sitting next to someone and talking, but I just let things go on as they were instead of taking advantage of the moment.

I was then running around outside at what I think was dusk with this little boy of about 10 years old. He was chasing me and laughing. I felt weird about it, like the little boy was somehow inappropriately attracted to me. He then grabbed my waist as we ran, and then, he moved his hands under my shirt and on my waist. Definitely inappropriate behavior. I kept running for a second or two before I woke up.

Dream - Lucid

All I remember are bits and pieces from last night.

I was up and couldn't fall back asleep. Jake was with me, I believe. We turned Netflix on. I was going to do something to make myself tired again, but looking out the window, I noticed morning was breaking, and I had to be up anyway. I remember sitting on my knees on the foot of the bed when it was still dark. My bed was set at an angle, like it used to be when I was younger.

~

My cat was much smaller, and I was trying to get her to cuddle with another cat. I moved her paws onto the other cat, who was a short-haired, dark-colored tabby, and she didn't resist, and started cuddling (definitely a dream...). This was very surprising to me in the dream.

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I was telling some girl off. I don't remember what I said or why.

Dream - Lucid

I was running through some area of the Magic Kingdom in Disney world with my friend, Leigh. It was evening, and there were lots of people around (obviously...I mean...it was Disney World). Leigh was running in front of me. She turned to the left and towards the entrance to a ride. I followed suit. I was really excited...I love Disney World, and haven't been since I was a little kid!

We ran into the entrance, and ran down lots of off-white stairs with many other people. I started to think about how we got there; apparently, Leigh had won two free tickets. Well I can live with that. But then, I started to wonder if I was dreaming, because this was so exciting and surreal. It felt kinda dream-like, though I honestly hoped it wasn't a dream because I was having so much fun. I tested by trying to stick my fingers through my palms. It failed, so I didn't try another RC; I figured I should just live in the moment and enjoy it, dream or not.

As I was RCing, we had gotten to the bottom of the all the staircases. We saw a closed gate at the bottom with I think a guy standing in front of it. There was a sign on the gate.

Then, I was laying in bed somewhere, writing letters to my friend, Aaron. I was suggesting that I liked him and wanted to be with him, but not going right out and saying it; I was using very poetic language. But at the same time, it's like I was watching it happen to someone else. It was me, but it wasn't me. I remember Aaron was in a bed too, though I don't think the same bed. If it was the same bed, he wasn't trying anything with me. I remember seeing a girl I went to high school with, Maegan, sitting on some stairs.

Then, I was waking up in a bed, very groggy, and Aaron was next to me, though there was a certain unspoken "distance" between us, like we were only friends and he respected it. My mom was there too, laying in her bed. She asked me what I dreamed about, and I told her, through mostly closed lips and gritted teeth (I felt like I couldn't open my mouth all the way for some reason)
"Disney World and sex." though I didn't mean to say "sex", but it came out that way since my lips were closed and my teeth were gritted. I knew Aaron had heard me, but it was too late to take it back now. I think I went back to sleep.

I then remember waking with Aaron again, extremely groggy, and getting up to use the bathroom. I slipped big empty M&M bags on my feet, or maybe it was already unwrapped wrapping paper. At any rate, I was shuffling to the bathroom with them on my feet.

I then was sitting on the stairs on the back patio area at my house, and the letter writing thing was still going on. I then felt like it was me but wasn't me falling in love with Aaron. I saw him from the viewpoint of myself sitting on the stairs next to him, watching him play the acoustic guitar. Most of the focus was on his hands strumming the strings. I thought something along the lines of
Sometimes, you find love when you least expect it.

Dream - Lucid

I was sitting on a small sand cliff with a guy, I'm pretty sure it was my guide actually, overlooking a beach. It was a bright, sunny, perfect day, and we were sitting and watching my brother and his friends play in the ocean. The beach was beautiful, and, besides all of us, seemed deserted. We talked for awhile, and I was wanting to get in the water. I then thought that we hadn't put any sunscreen on; not me, my guide, or my brother and his friends. I mentioned this to my guide, saying we hadn't put sunscreen on, and it was such a bright day we were sure to get burned. The tide then must have been coming in, because it lapped up to where we were, and some of the sand we were sitting on became unstable. We got up to go get sunscreen, and I noticed my guide's upper right arm had fresh, white gauze wrapped around it, and had blood coming through it...dark red, fresh blood. I was mortified, because I had no idea he was hurt. I frantically told him I was sorry, and I had had no idea, otherwise we would have gotten help sooner.

Throughout all this, I know he also talked, but I can't remember anything that he said. Hell, I can barely even remember what I said XD.

Anyway, then, I was at my house and my mom asking me what was wrong with my arm. I told her it was nothing. I then looked at it in the mirror and really noticed it; I had red scratches and a rash on and close to my shoulder. I had no idea where it all came from. I then turned around in the mirror, and looked at my back and arms. I was in my underwear or a swimsuit. I thought my arms looked huge.

I was then standing by a door, and one of my friends, a girl, asked me if I wanted to spar. I said sure. She then threw me this huge pole with a sphere attached to both ends. Apparently, sparring in this dream isn't what I thought it was. I had thought we were going to fence or something like that, but this was supposed to be "female" sparring, where they use poles. But I was apparently the only one using a pole; everyone else had different things they were doing.

Well, they had all thought I had done it before, I guess we had a miscommunication there because I never claimed that, but I never had. We walked through the door into a room to do the sparring, and everyone started getting ready and taking their places, but I just threw my pole to someone else and told them to do it, and that I had never done that before. The girl I threw it to, I think an Asian girl, seemed surprised, and said she thought I had done it before. I told her no, I hadn't.

I also remember something about seeing one of my stones, my piece of raw blue lace agate to be exact, being on the ground. I was worried about it for some reason.

I dreamed more than this last night (I'm actually surprised I remember this much), but I went to bed WAAAY late (2am is way too late for me to be going to bed...my usual bedtime is between 10pm-11pm) because I was out having a few drinks with a friend to celebrate my new job . I'd say that's a good reason to sacrifice some sleep.

Dream - Lucid

I was giving my old cats, Ziggy and Pounce, to my old manager, Virginia. The room we were in had tons of black cages on the floor with animals in them. They were to be put to sleep; it's why I was giving my cats to Virginia...they were old and sick (IWL both had to be put down, Ziggy when I was 15, and Pounce just last year). I handed the kitties over to Virginia. She seemed very professional and emotionally detatched from the job (I suppose you'd have to be, wouldn't you?).

Then, I remember walking into my grandparents' house, though it didn't resemble any house I've actually seen before. I went through a couple of rooms, and found them in a wooden room. They were having a huge sale inside their house that had been going on for a long time, day in and day out. They were just getting rid of what seemed to be old junk that was all displayed, lined up on a wall by some windows. I saw Barbie-like figurines, an old Walkman CD player, among other things. People were coming in and buy them for garage sale prices. I think there were also some animals in cages here too, I remember seeing some puppies or small dogs; they were for sale as well. I saw someone, a man, pick up and buy the old Walkman, and something else from one of the bins.

I then saw Virginia again, and asked her about my cats, and if they'd been put down yet. I asked her while not making eye contact, because I was trying not to show her it was a tough subject, and it did hurt me. She told me that they had, saying one had just recently been put down. I don't remember what else we said, if anything. The animals at my grandparents' were somehow connected to what Virginia was doing.

Then, I was going through some more things to put out for my grandparents' sale, some more old Barbie doll type toys. I noticed that there were some on display already, and someone had made it so one of the Barbies looked like they were making out with a Ken doll. The Barbie was bent backwards, and the Ken was leaning in and "kissing" her. I kinda didn't know how they were even standing up that way, but I let it be for the time being; I'd fix it later.

I started to set out some small dog figurines. There were some that were already up there with the Barbies, but I guess I had some other ones. I remember specifically setting out a small, black, fluffy dog, that kind of looked like a Pekingese with a haircut. Its tongue was hanging out.



Like that, except for it was black. And also a toy.

I got out some more figurines, I remember one that wasn't a Barbie at all, but it looked like an old McDonald's toy, some superhero or supervillain. I then fixed the Barbie that looked like it was making out with Ken so they were both standing upright and not "kissing".

I remember thinking that though the stuff I was setting out was mine, I wasn't sure if I'd be getting the money for it, of if my grandparents would be. I figured it would be my grandparents, and I was ok with that.

Dream - Lucid

I was in my living room on the couch, talking on the phone to an airplane stewardess. I was apparently about to go on a trip somewhere. She then suddenly said
"Oh! I know what I'm gonna do when you're asleep!"
"What?" I replied.
She then went on to say that she was going to stick a smiley face sticker on my forehead, and then one on her nose. I pictured her doing this in 3rd person. The stewardess was young and blonde, with her hair up in a bun. I saw her and my sleeping self, her with the sticker on her nose, and me with the sticker on my forehead. The smiley stickers were orange, and it looked more like we were on a bus than an airplane.
The stewardess and I talked on the phone a bit more. She sounded excited about the things she was talking about, and maybe a bit naive.

I then remember talking to my brother about something. We were in my room. He was laying on my bed. I was then sitting on the side of the bed. There was then another guy there. He came up and took my face in his hands to bring me in for a kiss. I was hesitant because I felt like my breath was bad, and that my mouth was dry from being thirsty. I lightly kissed him back. It felt dry and half-assed, probably because of my hesitation.

I then was in a lobby somewhere. Sitting behind a desk was a woman who looked just like the stewardess. Thinking about it now, it reminds me of one of the check-in lobbies at Disney World. I think I was supposed to be in another country though. MK was with me now.

I was still thirsty at this point, so I looked around for somewhere to get a drink. There didn't seem to be any vending machines, but there was a silver mini-fridge against the wall to my right. I opened it up, eager for a drink, and I saw these tiny, 1-2oz cans of soda that had the Goldfish snack crackers logo on it. I picked one up, and it was still attached to the plastic rings used to hold cans together, but decided better of it. Gross. Goldfish cracker soda. I'm not thirsty enough to touch that shit. There were some really tall cans of Coke in the back, but I didn't grab those either. I asked MK if there was just a water fountain or anything around. She pointed the bathroom out to me, which was to our right. I started to go look for it.

~

I woke up this morning around 7am, and it took me awhile to go back to sleep. I finally started to drift off, and felt floaty and a little buzzy. When it stopped, I knew I was in a dream. I opened my eyes, and I was in bed in my room. The dream was not so stable right off the bat. My room seemed very dim. I got up, and heard my mom talking to someone. It was really loud. So loud, in fact, that I thought I was gonna wake up (I assumed the talking and other noises were leaking into my dream from waking life since the dream was so unstable). The talking went on throughout the dream. I didn't know how I was going to hold down this LD.

I decided to try to fly, or at least float. I floated around a bit, but still, everything seemed extremely dim and unstable. There would be moments where it would flicker into everything being bright and more stable, but they literally were just that: Moments. Lame. There would also be times where I would feel like the way to make things brighter would be to open my eyes more, but when I'd try, I'd start to open my real eyes and I'd have to stop before I woke up. I do feel like I ended up outside for a tiny bit, but it was too much for my unstable state.

There was a time or two where I did wake up, and would have to drift back off into the dream world. I remember one of those times, I didn't open my eyes or anything, and I started to "roll" around and around slowly, at least that's what it felt like I was doing. I thought about it as I was doing it, about how people can "roll out" of their bodies, and how I'd done it before when I was a younger on accident, and then again intentionally a few years later. I also heard the buzzing in my head that I associate with SP, and focused on that, and it intensified before I entered the dream again.

I was back in the dream, again in my room, and it was still dim and seemed to be fading. I remember, at some point during this, I was laying on the foot of my bed, and thinking I was doing it IWL too, and that I'd wake up there.

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I still could not get it to stabalize for anything, so I just decided to get off, which would wake me up and keep me from cycling through this dream-awake-dream-awake thing I tend to do sometimes. Plus, it would feel nice. I would try to touch myself and make it happen that way, but I wasn't having any luck, which is unusual for me in the dream state. I tried to picture someone else doing it, but it wasn't working. I finally did it myself, and woke up.

What a waste of an LD. Though...there wasn't really much I could do with it being so unstable. I spent a lot of the dream trying to focus on the dream enough to where I wouldn't get that interference from the waking world, and I'd be able to exercise more control, and have a more vivid environment. I actually did have a friend who lives very far away from me in Ireland who wanted to meet up with me in dreams last night. There was no way I could have done that with this LD I had. During the dream, I honestly forgot about that since it wasn't stable. If I had stabalized it enough, maybe I could have been able to find him, or at least my subconscious's projection of him.

Dream - Lucid

I was in a movie theater, watching a movie, some romantic comedy. I think one of my friends was there with me. It was a movie I had seen many times, and I kept going back to watch it. I also kept getting a couple of guys to meet me there, one I remember for sure being Nick, the first guy I ever kissed back in the 7th grade. I was really happy in the dream, excited to be going back to the same movie again and again. I apparently did it to give these guys advice.

I was sitting in the theater, which didn't have many people at all in it, and I looked behind me. It was Nick and the other guy. I then looked back towards the movie. Again, I turned behind me, and two cats were sitting in the seats, one being Pounce, an old cat of mine that we had to put down, and maaaybe Belle, my current kitty. I said something about the cats to whoever was sitting with me, smiling as I said it. I was just impressed that they were sitting so close to one another and behaving.

I then left the movie when it was over, and came back later to watch it again. I told someone I was going to see it again to "give advice". I went to sit down in the theater. No one else was there at all. I then looked down at my phone, and noticed it was dying. There were three small lights on top of it by the earpiece, one red, one orange, and one green. Two of the lights were out, meaning that it was going to die when the last light went out. I somehow then associated that with Pounce, and how she was running out of batteries. I needed to charge her...or my phone...or whatever! Also, on the floor by my feet, I saw my pillow, sleeping mask, among other things that I can't recall. It was like I was camping out there or something. I don't know. I then got up to use the bathroom or make a call or something.

I then went back into the theater, and more people were in there now. I hoped no one was sitting in my seat. Surely they would notice all my things there. I remember being worried about the cat/phone battery for awhile.

I remember talking to a friend about it when I was somewhere else, saying I was going to go back to the theater again. I also remember Nick being there when we weren't at the theater at some point.

~

I was talking to a friend about the theater. I said, enthusiastically,
"You know where to find me!"

My alarm then woke me up.

Dream - Lucid

I was in what seemed to be high school choir again, on what seemed to be an island, though there were many other islands around too. It was covered in short, bright green grass, and some grey rocks. It was daytime, and the sky was clear and blue.

We were rehearsing for the variety show on this island. My choir teacher was showing us the choreography she wanted us to learn for the show; we were all grouped up, and she was in front of us. She did some jumps and dance moves, but she went over it all very quickly.

We then were left to practice on our own. We all gathered in a circle around the edges of the island, and we started to do the routine. There was then a full-sized T-Rex in the middle of the island, but it was one of the students; his part in the show was being a T-Rex. It scared me at first, but we all ran around his feet and repositioned; it was all just part of the show. He then turned into Godzilla, and was much more threatening that way. Again, it was part of the show. I feel like we ran through this sequence a few times. I found myself trying to go over the choreography in my head, remembering one move after the other.

I then figured out I was playing the part of a saber-toothed tiger, though, unlike T-Rex boy, I didn't transform, but I was merely acting like a cat, or, I guess how I would imagine a saber-toothed tiger would act. I was also supposed to be the T-Rex's girlfriend as the saber-toothed tiger. Alright then, I could do that. I got down on my hands and knees, and walked around. I went over to some edge away from everyone else, sat down, and meowed. I was trying to play the part well. I thought about myself acting, making facial expressions to match the mood of the show.

We then went back to the beginning of the show to rehearse some more. I now wasn't quite sure where I was supposed to be. The T-Rex guy said I needed to stick by him, but I got in the circle around the edges of the island again anyway. I had a feeling I had taken someone's space, though I didn't think we had assigned spaces yet. Oh whatever. I wondered if there were any solos in the piece of music we were doing.

I then remember being atop a ledge on the island, overlooking the circular part, with T-Rex guy. We walked around a bit, I remember us being in a small cave for a little while. He was telling me he liked being Godzilla better than the T-Rex. He started to remind me of my IWL pen pal, Gabriel.

I was then running back onto the circular part of the island with everyone else. I remember running over some light grey rock, and thinking about how exciting it was to be back in choir and performing.

Dream - Lucid

I was in some weird, mostly white, circular room. It looked kind of like a lounge or something. It was supposed to be DV I think. There was a big pillar in the middle of the room. Lots of people were milling about. The Sandman was the one I remember by name. The rest, I'm not sure who they were.

I was very suspicious of The Sandman, and many of the other men there, mainly the people who were supposed to be The Sandman's male friends. I remember him and his friends being older men, and his friends being in business suits. The Sandman, however, resembled my dream guide, having shoulder-length brown, scruffy hair, and a mustache.

Anyway, I was suspicious of him and his friends, because there was a murder, and I suspected one of them. I would listen to them talk and stuff. I think they knew that I knew I suspected them, so that made me even more anxious about the whole thing.

I was then driving through my neighborhood, towards the entrance/exit. It was nighttime. A possum ran out in front of me on its hind legs. I started saying "Get out of the way, possum!" and stuff like that (like I do IWL ), and I narrowly missed him. I then saw a bunny and her babies in someone's yard that had just crossed the road. I was nowhere near hitting them. But then, more started to appear, mostly baby bunnies. They were all scattered in the road, and I was so afraid to hit them. It eventually was to the point where they were EVERYWHERE. I remember hearing one of the bunnies "screaming", as if they were in terrible danger. It sounded like a loud cat's meow.

I then was out of the car, and kneeling at the side of the road by someone's yard next to a bunny family. I remember lots of white baby bunnies at this point. I went to touch the mamma bunny, and accidentally touched one of the babies, who was apparently a newborn, because it felt slimy, warm, and hairless. I was afraid that now, the mamma bunny would reject the baby.

I was then washing my hands in my bathroom at my house. I finished, and saw a white baby bunny in my sink. How it got there was beyond me. I thought maybe he had been stuck to my hand or something, and I hadn't noticed. It looked dead at first, but upon further examination, I discovered that it was still alive, but barely. I looked down at the small, slightly damp bunny, and asked
"Are you dying?"
The bunny nodded.
I then either asked if it knew where its mamma was, or if there was anything I could do, and it shook its head no.

I then was in the DV place again, only this time, it was a section that had an indoor pool. I was getting angry at The Sandman's friends, though now, they looked like older teens/in their 20s. I remember one having a shaved head. I tried to flip them off, but my finger just wouldn't work right. I had to pry it up with my left hand, and still, I couldn't hold it up. Ugh, so frustrating! I was walking after them, still yelling and being angry, when they went through this purple set of doors that just seemed to appear out of nowhere on the wall. The doors had windows on them, and I could see them peeking through the windows, looking at me. I then decided to moon them. I knew I'd probably get in trouble with someone, but it was going to be so worth it. I turned around and pulled my pants down, and exposed my bare ass to them for a second or two before I pulled them back up and walked away, not looking back at all to see their reaction. I felt really, really satisfied with myself. I was thinking about the small birthmark on my butt and whether or not they saw it.

I then was heading over towards my friend Courtney, who was in the pool I believe. She was trying to leave; she was moving away (she just moved to Ohio IWL). I almost felt like she was trying to get away from me. She went up the ladder to get out. I talked to her a bit. She was disappointed in me for mooning those guys (she had seen the whole thing from her spot in the pool). But the conversation started to get much friendlier.

~

I was on campus at my old college, walking into the cafeteria area where I had that last job that didn't work out. I had no idea why I was going in there; I didn't want a confrontation with any of the employees. The restaurant I worked at was right next to the entrance, and in the hallway right outside, there's a door that goes into the back area of the restaurant. An additional hallway that doesn't exist IWL was there too. It's hard to describe in words.

Anyway, I walked into the cafeteria area, and saw that it was very vacant. It must be around 10am, when many of the restaurants are still trying to open up. There was a fat lady whom I didn't recognize at the cash register. She was wearing a black shirt, and looked to be about middle aged. Her darker blondish hair was up in a short ponytail. Whew, someone I didn't work with or recognize. I figured she was my replacement. I then wondered if everyone else I had worked with, including my manager since I didn't see her, had also quit (wouldn't be surprised...the turnover rate there is very, very high IWL). As I turned to look directly at the fat lady, I fell down onto the floor.

I then walked in the back. I didn't even know why I did it in the dream. I thought that the people back there would recognize me, and that I wasn't supposed to be back there. However, I don't remember even seeing any people back there. It was vacant, like the dining area.

Then, again, I was suspicious of a murder, but it was in a different setting: My house. The Sandman was no longer involved, but people who resembled his older friends from the last dream were still there. I was super suspicious. The guys would apparently come to my house sometimes and chat with my mom. They worked with and really supported my dad.

I then remember being in the car with the suspected murderer, a middle-aged man with a shaved head. He was driving, and I was in the passenger's side seat. I hinted that I knew he was the killer.

I was then in the porch, and I walked out into the kitchen. There was a girl there, one that looked to be a bit younger than me, so probably about 20-22 or so. In the dream, I knew her, but not too well. We were talking, and I started to talk about Emilee, a girl I went to high school with who was killed in a drunk driving accident a few months ago IWL. Emilee had apparently been really close to this girl. Her eyes started to water as I talked about her. Mine did as well; it was a very tragic topic. I told her that I had to serve Emilee's alleged murderer every day at the coffee shop (I guess I still worked there in the dream). IWL the man behind the wheel of the car she was in was her age, and has many charges stacked against him. In the dream, it wasn't a car accident, but she was the victim of a cold-blooded murder. And the man who did it was the guy I confronted in the car, the one who helped my dad. I think I was one of the only ones who suspected him.

I then was in the living room with my mom. I was sitting on one of the red chairs we have in there. I squatted down onto the ground and lowered my voice as I started to talk. I asked her if she thought this bald guy, whom I called Drew (it was supposed to be my IWL acquaintance, Drew D.) who was now peeing in the bathroom (I could hear him peeing), was the killer. She said yes, but she also said he really backed my dad financially. I told her I had confronted him about it. I then heard him start to pee in the toilet again. I then thought about me being the next victim, my name being in the headlines as "The Anderson's girl" being killed.