LUC1D

The dream started off with me, not lucid, in my college cafeteria causing trouble after hours. The staff was mopping the floor and I was running around trying to scuff the floor with my shoes for some reason. They weren't happy with me, and I then thought to myself, what could they do anyways? I'm dreaming!

And WOOSH--> lucid.

I had a small rush of clarity, as I call it, and my surrounding started to dissipate around me. I arrived at a glass door to a hotel and went in and started to walk down the halls. Nobody was there, so I decided to try and summon this Miss Connecticut, who I met earlier that night at a party and played beer pong with. I invisioned her in my head, and then saw a girl coming down the stairs. I saw her feet first, legs, hips, torso, (everything to this point looked like this girl), and then her head- brunette, not blonde. She wasn't the girl I envisioned. I went up to her anyways and said hello. Actually talking took some serious effort and sounded a bit strange. But I managed to get it out and she replied hello back. I really wish I kept talking to her, perhaps ask if she was my dream guide.. but nope, just those two words were spoken between the two of us. It was one of the more boring lucid dreams I've had, but a lucid dream is always a good experience for me, no matter what goes down.

Finally got into double digits in the LD category. 10!

I had my first lucid dream in a while last night, and I was having some difficulty getting to where I wanted to go in the world. I tried closing my eyes and spinning, but that didn't seem to help me whatsoever. I tried something I've personally never heard of before, I'm sure its not just unique to me, but I went on a computer and looked up pictures (kind of like Google images). I kept scrolling through the pictures until I found one I liked. Then I just soaked myself into the picture, kind of like it was a portal to a new world, and it worked!

I did it several times and ended up in multiple scenarios with people I didn't know and places I've never heard of. It was one of the more exciting lucid experiences I've ever had.

I was at a spaghetti dinner with some kids I used to go to school with, (Maddie, kendra, alison, manuel, and others I can't remember). I remember my face was extremely messy and my napkin was covered with sauce to the point there weren't any white spots left to be found. I was eating like a slob, but couldn't help it, burping, grunting, slobbering ect. There was an arm wrestling competition going on in the tables that were near me. I felt good, strong, and willing to arm wrestle, but I didn't end up doing it in the end. I remember rylan and alison were sitting at my table, but moved for some reason. Kendra was wearing this green, strapless, uncomfortable looking dress and had a little bit of a nipple slip, but I was the only one that noticed. Somebody had a cup of coffee or tea, and set it down on a very wobbly table and I didn't want it to spill. I was talking about lacrosse with manuel down a long corridor.

I was this kid I know, Steve Loreo, running from the cops (I ran by about 20 of them without them knowing it was me they were looking for). it started on my college lacrosse field through the woods to a new place with janitors, cement paths, and rustic looking stairs and steps. I had to run backwards on the hot pavement to help melt the soles of my shoes for some reason. Pete Postlethwaith, the guy who played Hitler in that recent movie, was following me around, trying to find me. We robbed a bank together. His persuit of me was narrated, almost movie-like inside my head. I was sweating and stabbed some guy in the back with a throwing knife. then met up with Pete, he told me the story.

Feelings included being extremely anxious, scared, and an adrenaline rush feeling.

#1 I was sneaking through what looked like a supermarket. I was in the back rooms where nobody else can see unless you work there. I was very nervous of getting caught and curious as well as to what I could get into. It was dimly lit and I remember coming to a dead end had had to find my way back out (a little bit like a maze with 5 levels of doors). Chris Grassie was there as well as chad. This is the second or third night I've had dreams of Chris Grassie. I don't understand why, he was my hockey coach several years ago..

#2 Dad and I were preparing the storm hatch from invaders that were my neighbors. Not my real life neighbors, these people must have just moved in. I felt scared, anxious, and nervous as to when they would attack. It was stormy out, but not rainy.

#3 Bebe gun fight with kevin mills and others.. Ended up with a pistol, and looked in the mirror and had two 4 huge bruised lumps on my head, 2 on my cheeks and 2 on my neck. I looked battered.

Last night I had two dreams, both non lucid, that I remembered. The first was at some sort of bike class with chris towne's mom riding down marshwood jr. high's hill in the way of some car traffic and other bike riders. The ride ended at Shapleigh school's track. Before pulling into the parking lot I put on a blinker to signal I was turning. I remembered that i had a second guess as to whether or not bikes had blinkers, but apparently I accepted the idea and kept riding. "strange" is what I wrote in my dream journal by my bed the moment I woke up. I then tried to bunny hop the three foot fence but couldn't. I remember it was raining, probably because I had to pee. Emotion wise, I felt very self conscious of my riding and wanted to make sure that I wasn't getting in anybody's way.

The second dream was at a hockey rink with a number of people I know, josh richards, brenden, jeremy plante, chris grassie, jared pabis, coach klepacki, coach toomy and a few more.. Grassie made everyone on the ice dull their skates on the bench as a punishment, I pretended to dull them, but half heartedly did so. We had tennis balls and were taking slap shots off a wall, collecting the ball, and then sniping top shelf. I was team red in what looked to be a group of 5 teams or so total. I played against nate tembi, whose grampa died and he was talking about it while we competed next to each other. My mom was watching behind the glass, like she always does in real life. I remember scoring: low glove side off the side of the post, it made me feel good, confident, and a little relieved.

Last night I had a dream that my mom came into my room for some reason at 2 30 in the morning. Then I told her mom, I'm dreaming..Actually we both are! And I became lucid for a few seconds. Then I went on the hunt for a quarter to show her that I could make it levitate. But by the time I got downstairs, the there were some kids I know trying to play a trick on me, and I think that took my complete attention off of being lucid, because I never got to flex my powers. I actually remember also riding on a bike with my friend later on, thinking to myself "anything is possible" and tried to sit sideways on the seat and pedal. but I fell, so I clearly didn't have the confidence that I would have if I was fully lucid. I even told some people in my dream about this. I said my mom woke me up at 2 30 ect and that usually when you wake up at that time of night, you are in the middle of a dream and thus become lucid. but I couldn't successfully get my mind to buy into the whole lucid idea. Very close though. Only lucid for maybe 1 minute.