dream fragment

Another scary dream last night... but it's almost 9PM, so I forgot most of it.

Basically, I had a creepy stalker. He'd follow me around and act like I belonged to him. He was super tall and strong, while I'm a hobbit, so I kept trying to run away. He'd always find me, though.

Simply awful.

*sigh* My dream recall was actually better this morning. But I was forced to get out of bed fast, so it kinda went away in a couple of minutes.

And of course, that was eight hours ago.

So we're back to dream fragments...

Let's see, I was driving around. I had to find my car, which I did. I think I talked to my dad about something. I was hungry and I wanted to have some Pringles, but I'm on a diet, so I told myself I couldn't. I also wanted to go to McDonald's, I think. Then I went out cause I had a mission. I got my car and I think I drove to this shop at the beach? It was night. I ran into my cousin and we started hanging out, she was there with some of her friends. So we walked together and talked and then she went into a room. I followed and she was peeing, which should've been awkward, but I didn't even care, I just washed my face while she peed. I guess she didn't care either, since she never said anything.

That was it.

Again, my dream recall has been pathetic lately. I can remember the key points of my dreams, but I cannot link everything together (my dreams are usually very cohesive, when my recall is good).

So there was this bit where there was a pool at night and there were lots of body parts in it. However, that was not shocking to us (no idea who "us" is), we were all focusing on the FULL body there. Who was all blurry, cause the spirit was doing something?

So then I saw this film/TV show where a girl from the past was trying to figure out what had happened to the girl in the pool. When she was almost done with her investigation, another girl started digging too. The first girl had done nothing wrong, but she looked suspicious from the other girl's POV.

I tried to get the spirit to settle down and be calm, but I couldn't find it. It wasn't evil, but it seemed lost and angry at what had happened.

So I was at this school-ish place. I kept trying to make it seem like I studied there and I had to show my grades to my parents, so I had to fake them and it was stressful.

Then I had to go from one place to another, but I didn't want to? I think I was going out with my girlfriend (I don't have one in real life, though), but I needed to do something else first, something about the body/spirit. My girlfriend was bitching that she was waiting for me at the party. My parents went out (I'm pretty sure I was in dream!Lucas's house), telling me to take care at the party. Instead of going, I got the baby (?) and told it I'd take care of it. I think that's what they spirit wanted, so I watched the baby all night.

I feel like there was also some running around. But I can't remember anything about it, other than I was running a lot.

My dream recall has been terrible lately. So there'll be no details:

There was some shooting, lots of running. I hid inside a car. A girl I hooked up with years ago was in another car hiding. We met, she was mad at me cause I was apparently killing people. We ran together. There was some more shooting and hiding.

Hello. My name is Lucas and I was too stupid to realise I was dreaming.

Well... the good news. I slept well enough to remember my dreams...

First, a fragment: I was going to this show. I got there and I was super excited, Bianca Del Rio was gonna be there. There was a huge crowd.

Second, another fragment: I was walking up the stairs at home. It was really windy, though. I thought "oh, hey, I need to do a RC soon". But then I looked around, the stairs looked normal and the super strong wind, with no windows around, also seemed normal. Finally, the mountains below the stairs also made sense. So I shrugged and thought "nah, this is real. There's no way I could feel such strong winds in a dream".

First dream: I was driving - AND DIDN'T DO A RC, I SUCK - and the streets were familiar, but I have no idea where I was. However, in the dream, I totally knew. I was running late, so I decided to take a shortcut. When I got there, I realised they had put some spiky thingies next to it, and you had to be really careful to enter the shortcut (which, btw, was some stairs).

I wasn't careful enough and, of course, one of my tyres got slashed. I left my car, lifted up my car (with my hands, cause... yeah) and found the problem. I didn't want to call my insurance, so I decided to change the tyre on my own. My cousin showed up and said he could help. We kept trying to decide where to do it, while I was moving my car with just my hands. I was freakishly strong in this dream. Lea showed up too and the three of us finally found a place to change the tyres. I was very obviously into Lea and didn't want the many thug-ish guys walking around the streets to make her uncomfortable, but she was totally cool and chill about everything. She was actually having fun with the tyre thing.

Last dream: I was walking around, but I wasn't me. I was older than me. It was a beautiful place, lots of green, mountains, trees and beaches. It was seriously paradise. Then, I was talking to someone, like a voiceover, and it sounded like the other person was a therapist. I was asking her when I'd stop hallucinating about "that day". Then, I had a flashback to the day. The whole place was being bombed and I kept seeing "myself" jumping to the many rivers and lakes of the place.

Then I was telling the voice again that I kept seeing it happening again and again and that I'd always jump into water cause I was afraid of the fire in my hallucinations. The problem was that the water was always hot because the people there had used the bombing effects to make it warm. I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS.

Anyway, I was me again and I was just hanging out at a cool (but warm) lake-y thing. Another cousin of mine was there, but she had lost part of her arm during the bombing. She was okay with it, though, it had happened a while ago. Next to her, a woman was taking care of her (now adult) son. He had lost his head at the bombing. But he was very much alive. And he could hear us too. He just couldn't see anything.



Anyway, the woman wanted my cousin and her son to date. I was sad that my cousin, who has a bf in real life, was all alone and seriously considering going out on a date with a guy who couldn't see her just because she felt like she was too ugly with her half-arm. I wanted to her she could do better, and that she deserved better, but then Game Of Throne's Khaleesi was in the water with me. I talked to her and she was nice, but she seemed uncomfortable. So I said that I'd love to see her in a better mood.

She misunderstood me and went on a rant about how people think that celebrities are all mean and that she's actually really happy when she's around fans.

So I told her I didn't mean it like that, I had only meant that she seemed tired and that it looked like she was having a bad day, and all that I wanted was to see her happy. She wasn't offended anymore and I felt like we had a good connection there, so I was all "OMG I THINK I'M GONNA HOOK UP WITH KHALEESI".

So I woke up.

I was so exhausted last night... and yet, I was up until past three in the morning. I slept too little and I kept waking up. So I barely remember anything.

I basically only remember two fragments:

I was in this car thing (which should've made me do a RC, since it's one of my dream signs), going to a protest? When I got there, the protest was actually a festival, and lots of people were happy that Paul McCartney was going to perform there.

I'm pretty sure this was still the same dream, but... no idea how they link, so.

I was walking around this huge house (huge rooms should probably be another dream sign of mine, considering my latest dreams) and I wanted to hook up with a girl. People were talking about this really ugly guy, who was really nerdy and just awkward as hell. A nice and pretty girl decided to give him a chance and everybody was happy for him, but she didn't seem too happy after they had hooked up. She didn't say anything, but it seemed like it had been fast, bad and kinda gross for her? I think I was gonna hook up with his sister, who was super cool and gorgeous.



The thing that makes me angry, though, is that I clearly remember, in another dream, getting lucid right before I woke up.

Damn, I've been up all day, but didn't have the time to write down my dreams. And now it's night already and I forgot everything. Except one thing:

A HUGE BOMB

And it was a pretty cool explosion too. It was a blue bomb that exploded once, then it exploded again.

I may have dreamt about life post-explosion, kinda like a post-apocalyptic scenario, but I'm not sure.

LUCID DREAM YAYAYAYAY

Okay, so first things first:

I was walking around the uni campus. Then I met Callie, from The Fosters. We went to class together, but I kept feeling there was something going on between us. We got to class and she sat somewhere. I was gonna sit behind her, but the seat was taken, so I told her I was gonna sit on the other side of the room. She followed me so we could sit together.

Then, we were supposed to work on a project or something, so I told her we could go to the aquarium of the campus. We went there and I took her hand. She actually smiled at me and it was super sweet. We walked around the place some more and I asked where she wanted to begin. She said she wanted to go to the highest floor and make our way back to the ground floor. I said okay, but she decided to go to the bathroom first.

Then her mother (Lena, also from The Fosters), who was also the teacher, ran into me and asked me if I wanted to see a new room they were working on. I said I would, so she opened a door. And there were frogs in there. She walked in, showing me around. And then a frog jumped at me and I freaked out, but I didn't to look stupid, so I slapped it away and ran to the door.

When I left the room, I was outside the aquarium and it was night. Lena asked about a couple of teenagers and I said I didn't know cause I don't pay attention to people all that much. Another The Fosters character, Mariana, was there too. We were friendly enough and Lena laughed and said oh you teenagers. And I was like "uhm, actually, I'm 25. But Mariana here is a baby, she's only 21".

And then. I thought "I haven't done a RC in a while now. But that'd be stupid. I know I'm not dreaming. Wait. Am I?" So I looked around and it hit me that YES I WAS DREAMING!!!

So I felt myself on my bed, knew I was about to wake up, so I let myself... uhm, be on my bed. I wasn't very corporeal and the dream wasn't too stable. But I made myself get out of bed, walk around it, until I was in front of the wall. I kinda went forward, thinking that I could go through the wall and find myself at a park.

The park was blurry and I was still aware enough of my real body. I figured I had to do the TOTM, so I shouted "ME" and it was a bit like chat (I was there for quite a while yesterday). Another me showed up and I was like "So what were you going to tell me?" and then the other me started yelling "FUCK YOU, YOU STUPID LITTLE FAGGOT, JUST FUCK YOU AND LEAVE ME ALONE" and he ran away.

I didn't care much about that and I knew I was about to wake up, so I shouted "LEA" and someone showed up. She didn't look like Lea, but she was supposed to represent Lea. We were kind of avatars and I wanted to declare my love to her, so the avatar me had a dialogue box and lots of symbols showed up there. I knew they were bad, but Lea just kept smiling. Then, she opened a dialogue box too and more symbols appeared. After she was done, she walked away.

I woke up and my bedroom looked way more brighter than it had been in the beginning of the lucid dream, which made me realise the dream was a bit more stable than I had thought.

Fragment: there was something about taking the subway? I dunno.

I woke up so many times this night, I ended up forgetting most of my dreams. All I have is fragments.

I was on a road trip with my family and we had a bus for ourselves. But it was raining, so it was pretty difficult to drive it.

I had to go back somewhere, so we took a cab. It was very dark and, for some reason, we had drugs on us. The police stopped us and we all, including the driver, hid and pretended that we weren't there at all/we were sleeping.

There was this factory and there was a girl, she was on her late teens, early twenties. Her younger siblings had gotten lost. It was an abandoned factory and it was night, so she had to go looking for them. She was mostly annoyed and kept shouting at them.

I was at a hotel with my family and we were all looking through the window. There were two buildings like the WTC and they were made of lego. Then, a fake plane hit them and they fell. We were impressed by this, since it was apparently a memorial thing for 9/11.

I slept very little last night, so I only have a tiny dream and a fragment:

I was taking my dog for a walk. For some reason, we'd always cross the patio of a stranger's house, but the owner had blocked it. So, instead of turning around and going back home, I decided to try to find a different path. We kept walking for ages, until I remembered that I had to take my dog to the pet shop, because it was his bath day (which... true, he always gets bathed on Wednesdays). Finally, I found the pet shop, because they had moved to a different place (also true, they're moving in about three weeks). It was night already and everything was closed. I checked my phone and it was after 10 PM.

I freaked out cause it was late and I should've been home a long time ago. I started running, until I was on this very steep street. I could barely walk. My cousin showed up and said we could get the bus, since we were five minutes from home. I agreed, we got on the bus... and it went towards the opposite direction. I freaked out again and we finally got off the bus. I called my mum to let her know I was almost home. She was mad at me, saying that my grandfather was already asleep (makes no sense? he doesn't live with us) and that I had woken her up, which was horrible cause it was almost 2 AM and she had to get up to go to work in three hours.

The fragment: I was making out with a girl I know. I have a girlfriend, so that was wrong. And also, I've never felt attracted to this girl at all. I wanted to stop, but I knew that if I told her that, I'd be considered a racist, cause she's black. So I had to keep kissing her. Weird.

*sigh* Last night was pretty intense... while I've had (MUCH) worse nightmares, I woke up really scared.

So I was running around what seemed to be an abandoned neighbourhood. I was extremely paranoid, was really sure someone was following me. Finally, I saw this house that was familiar to me. I entered it. The windows were huge (in fact, most of the walls were made of glass), so I kept throwing myself on the floor and behind tables and sofas just so that I could "hide". I wasn't really me, though. I was two people: a guy, who was all by himself; and a girl, who lived at that house and wanted to find her brother. I kept changing, sometimes I was him, sometimes I was her. Somehow, that made sense.

While I was there, I kept getting my "stuff" ready: taking food, clothes and whatever else I could find that seemed important, like a first-aid kit, knives, bats and shovels to protect myself... then, I saw a group of "things" outside and hid. I was the guy, then, and suddenly I was a leader of my own group, who were all in the living room with me and hiding too. The "things" outside were supposed to be zombies, I think. But they were very much alive, they could talk and everything.

While we were all hiding, the door opened and we all just froze. But it was the girl's brother. I was happy, even though by then I was just the guy and was no longer the girl too. So we all got together and realised we had to move. So we left the living room and the house turned into some sort of museum. And we could hear the "creatures" behind us. And then they were also in front of us. We were at this very weird, small corridor. It was actually a vertical corridor, separating two rooms. We shut the doors and started freaking out, since we couldn't go back, couldn't go forward and they'd find us sooner rather than later.

There was a window really high, so we decided to climb up and run away through it. I went first, as the leader. As I opened the window, I could hear a meeting of the creatures. They were kind of having a cult. I realised we were right next to a building of theirs and they had soldiers around the whole perimeter. One of them saw me and offered me a chance to join their cult and be one of them.

I let myself fall on my back and told myself "I give up. There's no point in living anymore and I want to die now". I never fell on the floor, my body was floating, but moving backwards, and I was followed but nothing but whiteness. I felt light and I knew I had died.

I woke up scared as hell. This was NOT even that scary, considering the dreams I usually have, but... for some reason, I woke up completely freaked out. It took me almost an hour to fall asleep again because my heart was racing.

I fell asleep again and now I was in this weird... place. It was like a city, I think. Everything was destroyed. There were people starving on the streets. I had a friend with me (no idea who he was, but I trusted him) and we knew we had to go to another place. We found my car. We got in really fast, but there wasn't enough fuel inside of it. Two guys showed up and told us they could help us. We didn't want to talk to them, but they kept trying, telling us we could use the electric part of the car to make it work. Which makes no sense. However, in the dream, it totally worked. So, the only thing they asked in return was for us to take them with us, because one of the guys was looking for his daughter. He was old already, so his daughter was already an adult, but he hadn't seen her ever since she was a child. Since my friend and I didn't have a destination, we just wanted to get the hell out of there, we accepted it.

After a while, I was walking on my own. No idea how that happened. I found lots of dead people everywhere, they looked terrible. As if something had eaten their skin from inside. There was a lot of blood too, as if they had pissed and pooped all of their blood. One of them was the guy's daughter, I was sure of it. As I looked around, I learnt (no idea how) that she had gotten sick and died in nine days. For some reason, I knew the guy was sick too, so I had to find him because I knew he had very little time.

As I was running, I ended up in another town. It was a crazy place. There were lots of buildings where navy people would stay for a couple of days and everybody was there for either sex or drugs (or both). I kept looking for the old man to tell him about his daughter. A woman stopped me and told me I could leave my backpack at her place. I think she was a prostitute, but she wasn't trying to seduce me or anything, she was honestly being nice. So I thanked her and left my things with her.

I got at the end of the "avenue" (on one side of it, there were only buildings; on the other, it was the ocean) and I knew I wasn't supposed to be there, but I saw my friend keep going, so I did the same and it was fine. But then, I entered another type of museum. There were bathrooms there, but they were kinda in the open. Still, I had to pee, so I went there. I sat down and put my hand in front of me, so that the guard couldn't see that I didn't have a penis. He was suspicious of me and wanted me to leave immediately. I got up fast and left. I went out again and the old man was too sick and dying.

Woke up, fell asleep again. Fragments:

I had to run away and I was in my car. I kept driving around cause I was a bit lost. I found my family. My dad wanted to drive the car even though I was the one driving. I got mad. There was also some weird stuff about a field on fire.

I was at this apartment that I dream about all the time. It looks a lot like my grandma's. My parents were there and we had to go fast because... I dunno, random emergency. It was serious and we had to run away. So I was packing my stuff. My dad showed up and he was like "we gotta go, I'll take your backpack already" and I freaked out cause I still had more clothes to take with me. I told him to take that one and I'd be there soon. My dad said okay and left. My mum found me and started complaining about the clothes I was taking with me. I told her it was the apocalypse, not a fashion show, and I just wanted to be comfortable. She was still complaining.

And that was it.

I've only slept for three hours last "night" (went to bed at eight in the morning). So all I have is a tiny fragment.

I was in a house with some people from a forum where I post. There was a lot of water there, like a flood. A girl said that it was normal and it happened all the time, so I didn't worry too much about it.

Another girl showed up and complained about the font she was using. Even though everybody was there physically, we were all communicating online. So I told her I could her with the font. She turned to me super pissed off and was all "I'm not fucking stupid, I know what the problem is!" and I got sad.

That was it.

Note to self: going to bed at 6am is a BAAAD idea.

Anyway, I don't remember much. Just some fragments:

1: The maid was cleaning my room, but I had eaten snacks and there was even a package from McDonald's there! I had to hide it all from my mother and it was stressful.

2: Lindsay was singing "I Hope I Get It" as part of a choir group. I'm shocked by how realistic it was, I can still remember her voice, it was AMAZING. She looked super skinny, though, and I was worried. Then, everybody joined in and they started dancing around me. After they were done, I was in the middle of a stage, holding a card. I smiled and said "and the Oscar goes tooo..." Apparently, I'm famous in my dreams.

3: The bell rang and my mum went there. I was waiting for a letter, so she shouted it wasn't it, she was angry at me. I woke up thinking that was real, until I realised my mum was in her room. Again, slightly stressful.

Fragment one: I was taking lots of stuff from a supermarket because of the zombie apocalypse (I'm sure I've had a similar dream about three times already).

Fragment two: I was in a store, and people kept making me put on some clothes they had found. It was like a party, though.

Fragment three: I was going to give my friend a ride, but I had no idea where we were and where she wanted to go.

Fragment four: I had a gun and a gang was attacking me and my dad. We were shooting back.

I was at this very stupid family party. My uncle asked me to give everyone a plate, so I helped him. When I was done, everyone started getting up, ready to leave.

It was pretty chaotic, everyone was running, as if something had happened (it hadn't). I pushed lots of people, who were NOT my family, until I saw my parents.

My dad was calm and smiling, despite the fact that people were all in panic around him. He saw me and waved. I ran to him and he smiled more.

He gave me the key to a car. It's one of those keys that you press a little button and the thing you use to start the car comes out.

For some reason, I thought "I hate how those things never work in dreams." and pressed the little button... The thing didn't come out and I was all DREAM!!!

Suddenly, I was still where I was, leaving my uncle's place, at the corridor, right in front of the main door, but there was nobody around. I thought "okay tasks what do I have to do I have tasks" and then I, for some reason, thought that my three step tasks starts with flying (it doesn't).

I jumped up a little and flew around the corridor. I had been afraid I wouldn't be able to do it, last time it didn't work too well, but YAY FLYING!!!

I landed and asked myself what I had to do. I then realised I had to summon DragonMaster21. I pointed my hands to the air, as if I were a magician, and thought of a drawing of a dragon I posted on my workbook. The dragon appeared, smiled at me and I smiled back, surprised that it actually worked... so I woke up.

Oh, and I have two fragments. First, I was at this apartment, and a girl was helping me with some tech stuff. We were flirting. Second, I was in my bedroom, a cousin of mine was on my bed. She fell on the floor and my dog started licking her face.
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Two more fragments.

First: I was trying to get a pill for lucid dreaming that was inside a bag. I was told I wasn't allowed to have it cause I had already had a lucid dream today, so I told them I'd send it to DragonMaster21.

Second: in real life, today I woke up, wrote down my dreams, got up and went to my parents' bedroom. Our maid had cleaned up their room already, so I had to get out of mine so that she could clean it too. In my dream, I was in my parents' bedroom and the maid was telling me that I had left my room too late, and that she'd only clean it tomorrow.