LucidDreamer09

NORMAL | DREAMING POTENTIAL FOR REALITY CHECK

I've been going to bed pretty late at around 1:30-2:30am recently in the holidays, and awaking at about 11:30am. Last night, I attempted to get my sleep routine back to normal as lay ins make me too lazy during the day! I went to bed at 11:30, only to find that I could not sleep at all! Eventually fell asleep at about 1:15am (earlier than usual so whatever ) and awoke at 11am, to the following dream.

I was in my local church, where I used to take part in drama groups. However, the hall I was sat in was actually the hall I used to sit in for assembly at secondary school. I was sat with a group of friends in rows of about 10 on standard plastic school chairs. The lighting was dark, however the stage lights brightened it up to the extent where I couldn't really guess what time of day it was. There were mainly kids on stage. Someone I know, Ryan. E appeared on stage. Most people burst into applause as he was our friend, however Kelly. H, his current girlfriend, strangely started booing him as if they had broken up. She was sat next to Tom. R, her real life ex, as if they were going out again. I think I'd had a few alcoholic beverages, and I had a half pint of beer in my hand, and I started booing Ryan along with Kelly, trying to get other people to join in as if it was really funny. The regulars in the church who I used to do the drama class with started getting upset and annoyed with me. I can't remember what they were saying, but they were all suggesting that I had drank too much, especially considering everyone else was completely sober. My friend Lottie, who is a regular, was getting frustrated with me and seemed embarrassed. I didn't feel like I'd done much wrong, but felt myself blushing. I apologized to everyone for "being a dickhead", explaining that I didn't realize what I was doing was offensive in anyway, but was ever so sorry if I caused offense. Jamie, Lottie's brother, stopped the performance, and started it from the start again, as "Calum was acting like a total tit" . I became angry, frustrated and humiliated by their arrogance, and kept imagining how amazing it would be to just leave the building at the end without saying goodbye to anyone, but remaining absolutely silent for the rest of the performance to spite them. I started to feel better and calm down, and began reading the church menu, which i'm pretty sure doesn't exist. It sold alcohol, cigarettes, and other taxed goods. The cigarettes were tax-free, and it only cost £2 for a pack of twenty! I wanted to tell Tom, who despite being in front of me earlier was now sat to the right of me.