non-lucid

Dream One: I'm at a bar and grill type restaurant, like maybe an Applebees type place. A friend I haven't seen in years, we'll call her G, was with me and we were sitting with three guys. I know there's someone that I'm there with, but he's not at the table, he's gone to the bathroom or something. G wants to do something funny, so she takes a picture of me out of her purse and tapes it to the booth beside us thinking she'll trick him into thinking I'm sitting over there when he gets back. Then she tries to drag me to the bathroom so He won't see me before the picture. I'm trying to tell her to knock it off but she won't listen and drags me about ten feet away. Luckily, the guy comes around the corner and asks where we're going. G says to the powder room, but I say no where and walk back tot he table with him. He looks at the picture and kind of laughs, then says it was a cute trick but the picture was way too revealing for public. I look closer at the picture and the front of the shirt in the pick is drooped so you can see the top of my cleavage, I'm suddenly pretty mortified and yank the picture down. One of the guys at the table laughs and I jokeingly say to him, "You guys are trying to kill me aren't you?" Then the guys are talking about something, it sounds like business, and I'm bored so I get up and go out the front door of the restaurant to get fresh air. The guy I was with comes out and grabs me by the arms. He starts interegating me, telling me that I have to be careful, and can't pull silly stunts that draw attention to me like my friend had just done. Then he tells me I'd better not tell the people at the table that I spent time in some other country. The he asks me what it was I was doing in that other country, and I have this flashback of me running with a Griffin across a rocky landscape. I refuse to tell the man I'm with about it though, knowing I'll sound crazy. Then the guy tells me I just need to be careful, because one of the other guys at the table would find out everything he can about me and use it against me if it would be to his advantage. I pull away about to tell him that I don't care, but I wake up instead.

Dream Two: I'm in a library or community job center or something. There's a bunch of computers in a U shape, and a lady behind a desk on the only empty wall. The lady behind the desk is talking to a man at the first computer to my right, so I'm between them. I turn to look at the man, and it's Renji from Bleach! He's telling the woman at the desk about Skype and how to use it. I pipe in with a few things, even though I've only used Skype a couple times. Renji looks up at me and smiles like he's glad I'm there, then I feel the world around me going black and realize it was a dream just as I'm waking up. I hear a voice in my head say, "Dragon Parody Productions" as my body tingles and I'm finally awake. I usually don't feel tingly and unable to move before I wake up, but that's just sleep paralysis wearing off I think.

Dream Three: I'm in a really nice rented house at the beach with My BFF's mom. My kids call her Mai Mai because they can't say her name. I notice that the roof of the place is glass, and round, like a giant round green house. The glass is blue tinted, and there are white wood beams radiating from a white wood circle int he center of the ceiling acting to support the glass. The furniture and walls are all white and it it feels very beach like. My husband and I are talking to Mai Mai and she's pointing out what she's calling the "atrium" outside, but is actually a real green house. I think this place is amazing and I wish I had a house like it with my own private green house. There's another building on the property and I think it might be a barn. It's storming and I spend a good deal of time marveling over how beautiful it is to see the rain hitting the glass roof and watching it run down the glass walls. I'm briefly scared, what if it hails and the glass breaks? but then it stops storming and I see a horse running around in the fence outside. It's just a tiny baby horse, and it's soo cute with it's little baby horse mohawk. I walk out to pet it, and my dad shows up and starts petting the horse too even though he doesn't like horses. Then he and the baby horse start chasing each other around the padock and the horse becomes a little girl around 4 or 5. The little girl wants to go inside, so we do, but my dad disappears. Mai Mai has a phone that the little girl plays with, but then the little girl pops off the phone keys and loses them! We look for them and start talking about my mom. Then I comment that this little girl is sooo cute and ask Mai Mai who's kid she is. Mai Mai says she's not a real little girl, but a robotic one they used to teach parenting at the school she used to work for. I think there's no way this little girl could be a robot, but Mai Mai insists and the girl agrees and tells me she never grows up! I wake up.

Dream Four (Fragment): I dreamed of a dragon. I thought the dream was awesome and I wanted to be extra sure I'd remember it so even though I was so sleepy I wanted to go back to sleep I went to write it down. As soon as I started to lift my hand to reach for the phone, I felt this wave of calm soothing me to go back to sleep and not worry about writing it down. It almost worked, but my son woke up at that moment and asked me if he could go into the living room. That made me fully awake enough that I pushed back the sleepyness and grabbed my phone. As soon as I looked at the screen my mind went completely blank. all I could remember was that the dream had been about dragons. I spent ten minutes trying to remember what it was about, then gave up and went back to sleep hoping it would come to me eventually. SO far it hasn't -_-

Dream Five: I'm standing in the middle of a storm, I call out to the clouds, asking for power. Lightening flashes, and I am sucked up into the sky. Suddenly I'm a child, looking up a spiral staircase. There's another little girl beside me whom I just know is my sister (even though I don't have one). We go up the stairs to find our mom, and see a door cracked open. We walk into the room, and my mom is laying there in the bed with a tv blasting away. She's not watching it though, she looks asleep. The little girl beside me calls out, "Mommy? Are you ok?" and mom snaps at us, she looks really scary and I'm trying to rush my sissy out of the room to safety. A female voice tells us not to worry, that everything will be ok, then she sets a red wand down on the nightstand by my mother and closes the door. I can't remember what the woman looked like though. I can hear her telling my mother to take the wand, and I hear my mother suddenly change to a nice voice and say she's sorry for being so mean and that it's hard for her to live right now. I turn away from the door, not wanting to hear her excuses, and then the light flashes and I'm big again. I'm dressed in blue, something similar to Aqua from Kingdom Hearts Birth by Sleep. Two green wands appear in my hands, then they change color to blue grey to match my clothing. I hear myself saying, "The one that's fast is mine. The one that is strong is also mine." The wands glow white for a moment, then transform into a sword and a fighting staff. Then I see an ocean, and there are two ships on it. The first ship explodes, and I see two ninja like figures leap from the smoke to the second ship's mast. Then, another ninja like person jumps out of the smoke and the first two explode. I just know they've died. Then I see the inside of a ship, where people who look similar to Bleach captains and lieutenants are sitting. I say similar, because they don't look like cartoons, nor do they look like cosplayers, but I can tell who they are because their facial features match up to what the drawings look like. Their hair is normal looking, not spikey like a cosplayers would be. They are seated around a table, talking and drinking tea. There's a loud noise outside, and they open the door to have bad guys bursting in on them. They start punching and swinging their swords, knocking the bad guys into a purple misty like portal of some sort. Then they sit back down and are listening to some message from a fallen soul reaper. It's the ghost of one of the two ninjas I saw before. It's saying they had completed their mission, but on their way back they were ambushed. I wake up.

Dream One: I was at the river, in a sail boat. I see a tipped over sail boat, and decide to pull on a string attached to it to right it. I pull the string inland, but just as I'm about to reach the dock the string pulls me backwards and almost off my boat and into the water before I let go! I look back, and the sail boat has become a cruise ship and has tipped. I turn to look for someone to help, then turn back and it's a sinking Pirate ship. I wake up.

Dream Two: I'm watching something about Psychic warfare on TV. My mom is there and when I ask her a question about the show, she tells me to talk to her Friend R, because R knows everything about psychic stuff. I ask R, and she starts to give me an answer, then she starts talking in Gibberish. I ask her what she's talking about, and she says she doesn't know. I ask her about Psychic warfare again and she tells me there's no such thing and not to be silly! Then I suddenly know there are soldiers outside the house and they're going to try to silence me because R did know something and let it slip before they rewrote her memories. A smoke bomb flies through my window, then I wake up.

Dream Three: There were Skylanders in the dream but that part is fuzzy and I don't remember anything but seeing legendary Trigger Happy on the screen. Then my husband was talking to his father about snakes in the yard with swollen bodies. (This was during my nap because I only slept 2 hours last night due to sick kids and thunder storms) The snake and swollen body bit was actually reality bleeding into my dream. My husband had Skyped my brother in the living room in the front of the house (I was in the bedroom in the back of the house) and the kids were watching my brother feed his pet snake. My husband was asking how long the snakes body would be swollen with the mouse inside it, and apparently I heard it in my sleep and my dreams attempted to explain this.

Dream One: I was in Kid Icarus (bought the game yesterday, and it was awesome enough to leave a good impression in my dreams, lol) Only instead of talking to the goddess Petulena (I could be wrong about that name, my brains still fuzzy) I was walking to a god, who talked like Yoda! lol He was telling me what to do, like teaching me how to fight with my new weapons.

Dream Two: My husband was offered a promotion, but to get it he'd have to go over seas and install cable in England or something. He was calling me on the phone to tell me this so I could think about it before he got home and we could discuss and decide that night. He needed an answer by the next day for work. I was both excited and upset. I was excited thinking that it'd be nice to have time to myself like when his work sent him to DC for a few months. At the same time though, I know it'll upset my kids and I think I'll probably miss him too. I also think it's really selfish of me to want him to go so I can have time to myself, when it'd probably make him very sad and homesick to go so far away. I think I called my best friend to talk to her about it, but then I woke up.

Dream Three: I'm supposed to be baby sitting my brother's new pet snake. In real life the snake is only a couple feet long and only and inch or two wide. In this dream, the snake was HUGE, several feet and at least as big around as my wrist. It's head alone as the size of my fist (bad comparison, my hands are small. It was about as big as a bottle of Mio water flavoring, just a bit bigger!) We had built a big cage for it similar to our cat cages out of wood and chicken wire. The Snake however, managed to somehow push the staples out of the chicken wires and was escaping the cage! I was freaking out! But I managed to get the snake back inside by luring it with a mouse or something, then hammered the staples back in and all was well, so we decided to get in the car and visit my brother. He was at some sort of school, and we were going to have lunch with him. Only, when we got to the school, we were late and the class was returning to the classroom. Suddenly it was a Sunday school class and they wanted us to all pray. I pretended, but I'm not really into the praying and god thing, so I mostly just ignored everything. Then we left, and I had to walk through a library to get home. There was a guy sitting in the library leaning back in his chair blocking the way. He said something to me when I wanted to get by, but I can't remember what it was. I just remember thinking he was smug and arrogant, in a bad boys are attractive kind of way, lol. That's all I can remember of that dream, but I think it continued a bit longer.

Dream Four/Five: These may have been separate dreams, but I'm pretty sure they're the same dream, so this is how I'm labeling them, lol. The dream starts out on a racetrack. It looks like a country drag strip. Not something like over commercialized and on tv, but something that the local community built out of concrete. I'm with a group of people, and there's a guy there that seems special to me. It's the end of the day and a storm is coming, everyone's calling it quits and we're going to find shelter. I tell the guy I'll see him again later, and reluctantly leave. The wind picks up, and I'm being blown back as I walk forwards into the woods. Some girls walk by and tell me to take off my jacket, the wind is catching it and that's what's throwing me back. I feel like these girls are somehow only half real, and like I'm superior to them, like I have some sort of special control of this world. I take my jacket off and hold it in a ball and get into the woods. I pass a small cottage house that looks like a strawberry. It's really old though, like some sort of play house in an abandoned theme park. I think to myself that's one of our houses, and I haven't been here to see these people in years. Another twenty feet there is a house inside a tree, similar to Twilight Sparkles house (or the Bernstein bears house if you've read those books as a kid). I instantly recognize this as the place where we all slept (whoever we all were) and I walk in. I think the place looks abandoned and wonder if anyone will stay here with me, or if I will be alone. I notice a tiny room to the right, maybe ten feet by ten feet with a three foot closet. I walk in and think this is my room. I remember a bunch of girls sleeping in the big room together, but this room was mine. I was special somehow, more powerful. Inside the room, I feel like it's bigger than it used to be. I ask myself out loud, "has this room always been so big?" and a girl walks up behind me. She laughs like I'm being ridiculous and tells me that "he" made it bigger when I left hoping that I'd come back one day. Then she tells me they are so glad I'm here because they really did need my power to help defeat the darkness. Then she goes to the end of the room where there's a window, and starts saying that "Gladis" missed me too. Then I realize there's light coming from the window, and it's dry, when it's actually raining outside. The window isn't a window at all, it's a built in terrarium with a giant snake in it. At least this snake isn't orange and black like my brothers snake, it was just a big boa so it was less scary. AT the same time, I'm thinking the snake is mad at me because I've been gone so long, and I tell the girl not to drag it out, it'll probably be aggressive towards me. The girl tells me I'm being silly, and pulls the snake out anyways. I walk out of the room, scared, and notice a nail on the wall in the big room, beside the door of my room. There are several necklaces hanging on it. I recognize them as tokens of my friendship with some of the other girls from this house. I briefly wonder to myself how a dream can replicate them so well. So I was vaguely aware that I was dreaming, but not enough to control or do anything. Then someone walks up behind me and acts like a snake biting my arm. I jump, but then realize it was a gold statue of some sort she pinched me with. I tell her not to scare me like that, and she laughs good naturally like it's all in fun. Then more girls are showing up. One asks me if I've got a crush on anyone new, typical girl stuff I guess. I find myself lonely at this question though, I think that Vesta should be here (not the goddess, lol. Not sure how to describe him, but this Vesta is a panther that can take human form I've seen in dreams, but before I met him in dreams I "felt" him like a ghost or something. I really can't explain without sounding crazy, ha ha!) I wonder if he'll be here, apparently in the dream I knew that the person who built this place, who made the special room for me, was him. I walk into the room and touch the walls, feeling soothing but lonely energy from them (like when you listen to a slow song when your lonely, it makes you feel better, even while it makes you feel lonelier) This is where I either woke up for real, or had a false awakening. The only thing I can remember is being in the Camaro with my husband and kids. I'm hearing a mans voice talking about reckless drivers, maybe on the radio, and My husband is driving recklessly. I fuss at my husband and he keeps driving like and idiot telling me he's driving fine! Then he almost hits a building! I'm like, "C! Your going to run into that building!!!" and he stops just in time then says, "Huh, this is my brothers shop. Lets stop in and say hi!" I tell him I just want to go to the hotel so I can go to sleep, he can come back after we get the kids to bed. He shrugs and says ok, then turns around and the hotel is behind us right beside the shop. We go into our room, and it's really ritzy. I find myself blown away by all the mirrors and crystal and glass in the room. I really want to go back to sleep so I can return to the tree house and see Vesta because it's been so long since I've seen him. My kids go to a little room in our suit to go to bed on their own (this never happens, they always have to have us in the room before they go to sleep, lol) and I think before I go to bed I'm going to put on some pretty smelling lotion so that when I see Vesta I'll smell pretty for him. My husband says he's going to leave to see his brother, and I can't get rid of him fast enough! I look out the window and notice it's getting dark as he's leaving. Then I see some coplayers dressed as Celty from Durarara!! and I jump up to run out the door my husband just left. I step out onto the side walk and scream, "CELTY!" the girls all stop and walk back to me and I'm wanting to get a picture, but I realize I don't have my camera and there's another girl who jumps up and starts interviewing the girls before I can even ask. I'm frustrated, and turn to walk back to the room so I can just go to sleep already and see Vesta, but then I freaking wake up for real, lol.

Dream One: I'm in Walmart shopping the clearance racks. I'm so happy because I find a really cute velvet feeling dress for my daughter with Mickey Mouse on it, for a dollar! I'm thinking this is too good to be true, look at the tag again carefully and it's $5, but that's still crazy cheap so I toss it in my cart. My daughter is so happy! Then she sees a Mickey Mouse Bikini and wants it, but it's way to big for her and the only one they have left so I have to tell her no. Then I think to myself while I'm shopping clearance, I need to look for some tights in a size 5 for her to wear in the winter next year since winter stuff should be priced to move right now. I grab a couple pairs and I am so happy with my haul! Then I wake up... at the house I lived in 5 years ago! I don't notice anything is off though, so I go to the bathroom, then on my way back to bed my husband's in the hall and I start to tell him about the dream I just woke up from where I bought our daughter all this stuff. Half way into the story, I realize wait... this is the wrong house! I'm STILL dreaming! I get excited because I'm lucid! My husband tells me to come back to bed, and I decide since I'm lucid I'm going to fly down the hall since I really would like to try flying. I starts o jump into the air, but I find that I can't move at all. It's like my entire body is shut down and I can't move. I freak out a bit, and try to wake myself up. I wake up, thinking everything's ok I'm going to give it another shot at going to sleep and getting lucid. I open my eyes and briefly note that I'm laying in the hallway on the floor. I think I must have slept walked or something to be laying in the same spot I was standing in the dream. Then my daughter wakes me up and I realize it had all been false awakenings! Guess I need to start doing those reality checks when I wake up!

Dream Two: I'm in a run down mountain like town. I briefly think it's Shelby (where the Hunger Games was filmed) because I'm thinking I'm supposed to meet a friend who I know that lives there. But really the area looks more like the mountains, like somewhere near Ap or in WV like where some of my family lives. I'm walking down some stairs, pass a building that seems to be a single room school house. There's a package in the door way of the school, I check, but it's not for me. I'm hungry so I go inside this little cafe to the right. It's really fancy inside, I ask for a menu, and it's all expensive food and apparently it's all hunger games themed food so it seems really simple and not filling. Definitely not worth what they're charging. I take a to go menu and leave to look for a Mcdonalds. There's really nothing much in this place, and I recall my friends boyfriend telling me they filmed Hunger Games there because it was such a dreary depressing place. I turn around and walk back the way I came. I go back up the stairs and look out over the town from the more elevated path. Nothing. I'm pretty bored, and hungry. I decide to try walking the street again to see if I might have missed a good place to eat. I reach the bottom of the stairs and see a house door open. There's a woman standing there with someone that has a face that looks like it's made of tree bark and a BIG nose with something bushy and green on the end. The woman is saying, "It looks like your turning into an Ent! Mommy loves Ents, but they're not very cute are they?" I think this is really odd and try to shake off the feeling that something's not right here by walking past the school house again. The package is different. Whats going on?! My son wakes me up, lol. I think I was close to getting lucid again, but I'll never know now! ha ha

Dream Three: My son is wanting to take my husband and I downstairs to play Mario. I follow him, and think to myself wow, I didn't realize the basement looked like this! Then he's showing us how this Mario game is like virtual reality, and he has portals all over the basement where we can actually jump into levels. My husband tries to jump into one, but it doesn't let him through. My son says that's the Halloween level, we can only go in on Halloween! I'm really blown away by this basement, and think to myself why are we worrying about finishing off the basement when it's already so freaking nice? Lets just move in now! Then I realize that my kids are already living in one room of the basement in a futon style bunk bed. I explore a bit and find stairs that lead to a sub basement, and then I find two preschool classrooms and for some reason just assume they're for church or something and wonder why we're letting them hold Sunday school in the basement. Man, my dream self was dense last night! I find some of my Grandma's family sitting in one of the sub basements. I walk in, they all say hey, but they're in a heated discussion about something and mostly ignore my presence after that. I listen in, and hear the words lucid dreaming. I jump excitedly and say, "Hey! I know about lucid dreaming!" One of my great aunts asks me, "Oh really? can you tell us more about it? I saw this picture on Facebook about it, and I'm really curious but none of us really knows what it is. Is it some sort of drug trip or something?" I tell her it's not a drug trip or anything, it's just when you fall asleep, you realize your dreaming and you can control what's going on in the dream! Then I say I've been reading about it every day for the last month, and have actually managed to get lucid three times! My other great aunt says, "Oh really? Now I'm interested throw me a bone here. What can you do when your lucid?" and leans forwards. I look at her, and for a moment I'm confused, that great aunt died a couple years ago. Then I just shrug it off and think to myself she's not dead yet, but we know she is dieing from cancer. -_- I tell her about my first lucid since I had really good control, and the other two are pretty disappointing in terms of control. Then the first great aunt says, "Well, all this is just too complicated for me, lets talk about something else." I feel a bit dejected because I think she's pretty much dismissing me as well. I walk back into my son's room, and notice a clear plastic bag that says "Skylanders" on it. I pick it up, and apparently it's the 3DS version of the game. The package is empty, but I see the portal on the night stand and know we didn't lose it. Then I realize I can just take all the advertising and cardboard out of the bag, and it's just a clear bag that says Skylanders, it would make the perfect carrying case for all his little figurines. I tear out the card board and start to carry it to the trash, but on my way I notice my daughter has a bottle of water and she knocks it over on the carpet. next to where my mom is sitting on the floor. I shout to mom to watch out, she's about to get wet! Then I'm upset because the water is making such a big mess and I can't believe that little bottle had so much water in it! Then my daughter wakes me up again.

My daughter was still sick and I still didn't get to sleep much, but luckily my dreams weren't boring rehashes of the day, but fun and at times comical adventures for the most part.

Dream One: I'm with a girl and a guy, and there is a Mirror. Or rather, pieces of a mirror. We've collected three pieces and there seems to be one missing. We're in some sort of warehouse we are using for a "home base" but it seems someone wants to steal these mirror pieces and so we've got to move our base. I pick up the mirror pieces and put them together inside a frame on a vanity. The mirror is round and has a star etched in the center where you'd expect to have a clear view of your face and there are little stars all around the edge of the mirror. Somehow I know this mirror is magical, it's a portal to where ever we want to go, if we ever find all the pieces. The guy with us is loading a bunch of stuff onto a flatbed trailer so we can move it to the new location, but then he starts jumping up and down on top of everything like he's trying to pack it all down. I freak out telling him he'll brake the mirror into smaller pieces and it'll be even harder to put back together. He sheepishly rubs the back of his head and is like, "Oh yeah... right!" then I am woken up.

Dream Two: I'm in a truck with a guy with long dark hair to his shoulders. He's very good looking, and I feel like I have a crush on him at least, he may even be my boyfriend or husband in the dream. He's talking to me about How I'm feeling, he seems worried that I'm not feeling well. I assure him I'm fine, that I don't want to ruin our plans for the day because I'm really excited. We're actually in a parking lot, and it's night time though! The he asks me if I'm sure I want to meet his famous friends in the hospital, that if I'm tired he'll take me home and let me rest. I tell him I'm not tired at all, I can't wait to meet his friends, and I am so glad he's going to introduce me to them. I've got the same sort of feeling like if someone brings you home to introduce to the family, like you're finally confirming that the other person is serious. I get out of the truck, and we hold hands walking across the parking lot. I am woken up.

Dream Three: I am walking home thinking about writing a report on something, I think it was football? but I'm not a sports person, at all. So on the way home this blonde guy with like crazy eighties hair shows up and starts SINGING in the street, some love ballad. I try to ignore him thinking that's really weird! But he grabs me by the arm and tries to make me dance as he's singing. I laugh at him, and have the image of myself standing there like a manga character with a sweat drop and depressed like face as if I'm going, "what a weirdo!" then I'm back in myself and walking home again with the man calling out to me, "Thank you! Thank you! I am Johnny danger, and I can't wait to rock your body!" I keep walking, faster! When I get home, I open my book bag to start working on my project, but the book I need is gone! I freak out, then think it's ok, I'll call a friend and ask to borrow their book. For some reason I pull out a year book to get my friends number from the signature pages in the back. I flip tot he back, and have a manga character expression moment again because the guy has ripped out the signature pages of my year book, leaving only a single page, with HIS signature on it. Great, I'm never going to finish this project. I'm woken up again.

Dream Five: I'm at Toys R Us to get the Skylanders supposed to be in stock today. I'm looking for them everywhere and can't find them. I ask an associate where to find them, and she tells me they're sold out. I freak out, "But you only opened a couple hours ago!" she said they sold out in the first hour. I'm like damn it, I can't believe I was here only 2 hours after they opened and they were already sold out! My attention is caught by a yellow box. I pick it up and it's got a pokeball on it, and a lego logo, and it looks like the toy inside is a little mouse hiding under a rock or something. I pick up the box and begin reading it, it turns out to be a computer game with little toys that link up together. The mouse is robotic and will move under the linkable objects for an interactive hide and seek game. I think I should really get that for my daughter, he loves hide and seek games. My son starts crying because they don't have Skylanders toys. I wake up to my son crying for real that we're going to be late and they're going to be sold out at the store when we get there! (We really were two hours late, and they really did only have a couple of the toys left, only one that we needed.)

Of course I have fragments that I can barely remember about the dreams, but I actually had a lot of dreams and can remember two in really good detail... and one of them I was Lucid for the second time! It wasn't impressive because I was significantly less confident this time around, lol.

Dream One (Fragment): I was fighting, with a sword, I think practice fighting though, not a serious battle. I'm pretty sure that sword was a Zanpakuto, and my opponent was Ichigo, lol. Don't remember anything specific about the fight though.

Dream Two (Fragment): I was on a road trip with my grandma. We were talking, and I could see the mountains out the car windows.

Dream Three: My mother in law had a little pet pot belly pig. We wanted to take a nap, but we had to put the pig in a cage or something first so that it wouldn't get hurt or make a mess while we all slept. We put it in a plastic tote, and my MIL said it needed water. So we started to water it, but end up filling the whole tote with water and it's little snout just barely extended over the water if it raised it's head. We freaked out and drained the water out, and put in a little dish of water instead. When the pig had water and was contained, I was ready for a nap, but my MIL said we couldn't sleep because we had to watch the pig. I asked her how she planned to sleep at all if she had to watch the pig 24 hours a day, and she seemed bewildered for a moment, but I woke up before she could give me a solution!

Dream Four: My friend was buying a new house, and it was like a sims game, complete with the drop down premade houses and green squares, lol. The house changed several times before it made my friend, her grandmother, and me all happy.

Dream Five (LUCID!): The dream starts off with me and my kids visiting my cousin. My kids wander off to the back of her house and I have to go back and run them out of her daughter's room telling them it's rude to go into someone's room without being invited. Then I see the neighbors daughter walking into my cousins room and I run her out, briefly wandering how she got all the way over to my cousin's house and if I'm supposed to be watching her. Then there's a broken candy dish that's filled with melted chocolate and I can't help but think, "Mmm Chocolate!" ha ha ha. Then my daughter has to go to the bathroom. I take her to the potty, and notice that my cousin has the same bathing suit I just bought, and I wonder if it looks better on her than me. Then I notice the bathroom has a microwave and a mini fridge in it. I think for a moment that's weird, but I bet this whole area could be a little apartment. Then my logic finally kicks in, "Wait, There can't be a kitchen in the bathroom! That's too weird, I must be dreaming!" To test that theory, I run towards the counter and jump over it in a single bound, landing in the middle of my cousin's living room. I think for a moment, I shouldn't have left my daughter alone! Then I realize, I'm in a dream, she's not my daughter, it's just a dream character and it won't get hurt, it'll just disappear! I decide I'm going to leave, being at my cousins house is pretty boring and I want to do something cool. I walk towards the door, with no destination in mind, and think I'm going to just walk through the door since I walked through a wall in my first lucid. Then self doubt kicks in, and I think, "But I don't know where I want to go, what it if doesn't work this time?" and of course I smack into the door face first, ha ha. The I try to just open the door, and it's locked and I can't get it open either. I stop to think for a moment and I'm finding that even though I know I'm dreaming and lucid, my mind is pretty blank on what to do, it seems harder to think, ha ha. So I recall confronting my husband in the last dream, and think maybe I need to tell someone I'm in a dream for the control to work properly and the door to open to let me out. I look at my cousin and tell her something like, "This is a dream, your just a dream character and I'm getting out of here." Then my cousin morphs into a MAN with a pointy face and small slit like squinty eyes, and he replies, "How so you plan to get out of here? None of my escapes have worked. You can't make a portal, you can't walk through the door, you can't even open it! You don't know how to teleport do you?" I get annoyed and feel like he's trying to keep me trapped. So I tell him flat out, "I'm going to close my eyes and spin, and I'm going to imagine the scene changing around me." So I close my eyes, and notice instead of seeing black I see gray, and I start spinning imaging the floor being tatami and apparently Renji from Bleach laying on it, ha ha. But then after three spins I get dizzy and fall over landing on top of Renji, but the room still hasn't changed! I stand up and dust myself off, Renji asks me if I'm ok, and I say yeah, but the pointy faced guy is still looking at me and laughing like he thinks it's sooo funny that I'm having all this trouble with my dream control. Frustrated I ball up my fists and decide to try the back door, maybe it'll open. Renji jumps up behind me and yells to me to wait up, but I'm ignoring him because I didn't mean to drag him into this dream anyways. I reach out and grab the door, and it's opening and there's a white light spilling into the room that I didn't even realize was so dark. I'm glad I'm finally getting out of this weird house! But I end up waking up before the door opens all the way!

Dream Six (Fragments): I'm in a car driving through the country, seeing mountains in the distance. There's a house that someone tells me was in a TV show or something. We pull up to it, and they're filming a cop drama, but all the actors and actresses playing the cops have weird hair and make up. Their hair is shades of dark plumb, forest green, royal blue, and blonde and black. Their makeup reminds me of a rock band, like maybe Kiss or something from the 80's with Stars and stuff around their eyes in the same colors are their hair. They're also covered in colored glitter and glittery clothes, glitter right down to their fingernail polish! It's so crazy and extravagant, I wonder how this could possibly have good ratings!

Dream Seven: I'm at my Grandma W's house (she actually died in '05) and she's going to watch the kids while my husband and I go to Walmart. We're going down the hill to the car, and I notice the neighbors kids are playing basketball at my Grandma's house. They are far from home, lol. I climb in the car, but my husband starts driving before I can even get my MP3 player out of my pocket and get buckled in, or even close my door! I yell at him to wait a minute, and he tells me to stop taking so damn long. I counter that I don't even have my seat belt on, and he argues that I'm being slow and pulls forwards. The door closes, pinning my leg against the seat in a very uncomfortable fashion and I yell at him to stop the f-ing car. I fling the door open to get my leg unpinned, and he yells at me to just get out of the car he'd go by himself. I do and slam the door about to cry. I walk past the neighbors kids, then realize I'm in a housecoat and pajamas and I feel like everything's falling off. I am really embarrassed and run to the front porch and sit on the swing. I cry for a few minutes about getting kicked out of the car and about my clothes falling off and being embarrassed that everyone saw it all. Then my grandma is on the porch, coming out of the shadows and scaring the crap out of me! She tells me to relax, It's all ok, no one will remember any of it in the morning. I nod, and decide to go ask my son if he wants to play outside. I yell at the neighbors kids if they will be out for long and if we could come out and play too (my kids a lot younger so they can't play as rough with him as when it's just them) they tell us to come on out, so I go inside to get changed. My son is at the computer, and I ask him if he wants to play outside with the big kids. He refuses, and I feel frustrated because he'd getting so fat playing computer and video games all day and not outside! I wake up.

Dream Eight (fragment): We're at a hotel, at the end of an Anime Con. A friend of mine has a room beside ours connected by a door. He's already turned in his key at Check out and asks us if he can borrow our key because he forgot something in his room. We let him, and I start freaking out that we need to pack and get out of the room before we charged for another night. My husband just wants to lazy about and not do it, so I'm packing it all up by myself and feeling so desperate that I'm not going to get done in time. I even start crying.

Dream Nine: I'm looking at skin, I'm not sure if it's my hand or someone else's skin. There are these little dark spots on the skin, and looking closer I can see they're wiggling. They're bugs swimming under the flesh. It's really gross and creepy and I wake up.

Dream One: We're at a store, doesn't look like any store I've been to before though. I walk by an end cap and see My Little Pony mini photo album sized card binders and keychains and lanyards. I think to myself it would be great to get a couple of these card albums to put the mini figure cards my daughter has in. I look to see if I can find anything boyish in the bins for my son to put his pokemon cards in. i don't see anything, an I hear my husband a couple aisles over telling the kids he's going to go find me. I decide to walk towards his voice, but when I look down the aisle I see strangers. I go back an aisle thinking he might has passed me on the other end of the shelves, I still don't see him so I go back another aisle. I hear him again, and follow the voice to the aisle with the strangers. This time I see him behind the strangers. I show him the pony albums and he says I really don't need them, I tell him they're only a dollar a each, and he concedes saying if I really want them get them. I go back to the end cap and think about getting a pony lanyard, I can't think of what for now, but I had a specific purpose for it in the dream. A little girl walks up and she asks her mommy for a Rainbow Dash book. Her mom grabs one with a yellow G3 pony on it, and the girl cries. I reach in and pull out a Rainbow Dash book and hand it to the mom. the little girl stops crying but the mom looks at me like I'm crazy and I realize she probably thinks it's weird that I'm by myself looking at ponies, lol. My husband and kids are coming down the aisle and I wake up before they reach me.

Dream Two: We've just bought a new house, but for some reason it needs plumbing work done just like the house we really live in. My grandma and Husband decide to call the plumbers and see if they can get an appointment. When no one answers, my husband thinks it'd be funny to give the plumber a little greif and make him think he didn't fix the pipes properly and confuse him when we send him to a new house! I tell my husband that would be mean and not to do it, an yet he does it anyways. I feel both mad and mortified. Mad because I know that the poor guy who really did a good job would get in trouble because my husband thought he was being funny, and mortified because I thought my husbands behavior would reflect badly on me. I start yelling at my husband telling him what a jerk he was and that I can't believe he'd be so mean and get someone who did a good job in trouble and that the poor plumber could lose his job because of him. Then I start in on how bad it would be for us if someone thought they were being funny and did the same to my husband who fixes cable. Thinking of my husband losing his job makes me really upset and I run outside, but he follows me telling me to relax and it was just a joke. I yell back at him, calling him mean and an ass hole, then I hear voices behind me. I look across the street and our new neighbors are some of the preppy rich kids I went to school with. I'm even more mortified now that I was acting so childish in front of the people I always felt judged by in school. I start walking up the street trying to just run away from everything. One of the girls follows me, but she doesn't judge or act stuck up, she just asks me if I'm ok. I explain to her what's going on as we walk back to my new house. We step onto the porch and my husband comes outside. He apologizes to me for not listening and for causing trouble, and that I was right that it wouldn't be funny if it happened to us. Then a bird that looks like a pink dove lands on his shoulder, only it's got a long woodpecker like beak. The preppy girl tells him that bird will stick it's beak in your ear and peck out your ear drums, so he should be careful. He's trying to block his ears and I wake up.

I actually recalled pretty well last night, the reason there are only two dreams is because I didn't sleep for long. My son was up puking all night from the early hours. I tried to WBTB again like the night before. I saw Kanone Hilbert from the anime Spiral, walking towards me with a gun in each hand. He pulls apart in two similar to a kaleidoscope image where the beads move away from the mirror. One Kanone goes to my left and the other to my right, I can only look forwards and they get so close all I can see is their wicked smiles down to their waist where they're holding the guns. I feel scared that I'm making myself a nightmare, and wake myself up. Then I couldn't go back to sleep because my son was puking again.

(first time I've tried to put in an image, lets hope this works! lol)

All I remember from last night are fragments. Probably because I had such little sleep the night before and slept so hard. Apparently I was catching up on sleep and didn't dream as much (or maybe because I was so sleepy I just couldn't remember anything!)

Fragment One: I'm at the dollar tree, not sure what I'm supposed to be looking for, but I see a bunch of Christmas tins with all kinds of fancy candies and cookies. I think to myself, all these expensive brand cookies and candies for a dollar? Christmas is only a month away, I'm stocking up and giving these as Christmas gifts this year! I load up my buggy with a lot of cases of mints.

Fragment Two: I'm at home, asking the neighbors kid that I baby sit about a woman who's name was Anna Snow. In the dream I thought she was someone important, a revolutionary or something, and she had died a couple years earlier with a missing arm. Apparently the neighbors kid's best friend was her little brother or something. I'm trying to get details of how and why she died. Grandma yells at me for asking him repeatedly and refusing to believe that he doesn't know anything. I get frustrated, and see some Oreos. I think about eating them, then decide Grandma would fuss at me for that too. I wake up creeped out and can't seem to get back to sleep for an hour.

Fragment Three: Another dream where I'm a guy. This dream I'm some guy with psychic abilities, around college age. There's a guy walking with me, that I feel like is a year or two ahead of me. He's asking me if I talked to my father about transferring yet. A guy comes up behind us and laughs saying, "Mark, I can't believe your really asking the poor kid to transfer just so you don't lose your psychic pupil! What is his daddy can't afford the extra cash to go to a college out of state?" The guy with me, Mark, says he's planning to cover the extra "couple of dollars" to keep me with him. He says something about not finding people with my kind of potential often, and that he could make a fortune off me when he's done training my abilities and has made me a famous psychic. I feel uncomfortable.

Fragment Four: I'm playing Skylanders... or rather I'm a Skylander in the game. I have a bow and Arrows, so I guess I'm Flameslinger, but then I find myself in a corner squared off against another Flameslinger so I guess I'm not. My aim with the arrows sucks. Someone's screaming for help. We stop shooting each other and head out looking for the person screaming for help. The scene looks really realistic. There's a pyramid to my right (the kind with steps like I associate with South America not Egypt) with a water fall pouring from the top of it and down the middle of the front side. to my right is a giant tree, and grass so tall that it reaches my eye level with Yellow flowers mixed in with the green and olive colored grass. There are trolls attacking two creatures that look like Fi (From Skyward Sword) only instead of being blue and corporeal, these "Fi"'s look like they are made of water. They also don't have legs, just formless water from the chest down. The trolls run away, I see the pyramid once more and marvel at how beautiful it is.

I didn't go to sleep last night until around 4 am, and was up at 8, then back to bed from 9-10, due to my sick kids and doctors visits. Not a good recipe for dreams. I'll get a nap later for sure when my hubby gets home. Here's the only dreams I had last night.

Dream One: I am on Facebook, looking at a post that I was tagged in. It's my old Drama teacher showing a constellation that makes a star shape, and asking if we can spot this miraculous new constellation in the sky. (my husband and I are part of the local astronomy club, we <3 the night sky, lol) I go outside to take a picture of it, but find that my cell phone won't pick up the tiny points of light that are stars. I go back inside to get my digital camera that I hate fooling with but actually takes pictures twice as good as the phone, not great, but better than phone quality! When I get back outside, my deck has turned into a hotel patio and I'm looking out over the sea at the star constellation. I go to take a picture, but notice the sun is rising fast! I start trying to get some pictures, and hope that at least one of them looks good! Then I realize the moon is HUGE in the sky. It takes up at least a sixth of the horizon. Like, if the moon normally looks the size of a dime or a quarter in the sky, now it looked like the size of a mason jar opening! Absolutely enormous and so beautiful. I start taking pictures, there's an island not far out to sea, and a sail boat in front of the moon that is setting right beside the sun that is rising. It's a wonderful scene, the sky all pinkish and purpleish and orangish and the moon and the sun both HUGE and right next to one another, one rising and one setting, all over a lake! My husband seems me trying to take pictures and decide he and my son need to step in front of the camera. I get mad and delete the pictures because they're making silly poses that take away from the dramatic scene behind them. Then before I can take any more pictures, the moon and constellation are gone and all that's left is the sun. I regret deleting those pictures, because I'll never have proof now how big the moon was and I'm afraid I won't remember it clearly for long. I start taking pictures of the rest of the scenery around me, because it's all so beautiful. I then go inside the house that has turned into a hotel, and start taking pictures from my hotel room with my camera and sending them to my best friend A. She tells me she's jealous, but then sends me a picture of an equally pretty view and it's supposed to be from her house. I think she's way luckier to have such a pretty view all the time, I could only wish to have such a pretty view every morning when I woke up! Then I wake up, and see that I can still sleep another half hour, write down really really quick short notes and go right back to sleep.

Dream Two (Fragment): I'm somewhere with a lot of yellow or golden light. There's someone there with me, but I can't remember if they were male or female, or anything. I just know they made me feel very calm and happy. I woke up, but I felt really good, especially considering my usual 10 hours of sleep was cut in half last night.

Last night was a bunch of random mess dreams because I took Nyquil before bed (my cold goes from being tolerable, to better, to bad... I can't wait for it to actually go away and stop faking me out!) The nyquill knocked me out so hard that I fell asleep trying to get my daughter to sleep, before I even put her in her bed. But, I managed to have my first ever lucid where I stayed int he dream long enough to control it and everything It was AWESOME!

Dream One: The earliest point of this dream I can remember I am at my great aunts house. She has a couple of shirts with butterflies on them and a matching pair of plaid shorts. She's giving them to me because she thought I'd like them. I really do love them and wonder how she had such good taste as older people usually don't pick out stuff younger people like very well. I get in my grandma's truck and we are on our way home. We pass a house that has some sort of plastic fence like structure and Grandma asks me about it. I explain it's to keep the kids in the yard without having to worry about small critters and nosy neighbors bothering them. I briefly think I'd love to have something like that so I could keep the neighborhood kids out of our yard and keep my kids from seeing them and wanting to play with them. Then Grandma starts talking about her old house, the one I grew up in that she had to sell back in 2007. She starts saying that it was the house my grandfather built (I know he designed it, and it was their dream home, but she was only able to buy it after he died and she used his life insurance to buy it) and she was saying that if the people who bought it ever wanted to demolish it she wouldn't stand for it. She says this several times before I wake up. It's dark when I wake up and I am so sleepy I fall immediately back to sleep without noticing my daughter is still in the bed with me.

Dream Two: In this dream I am a teacher at a school for special needs children. I am trying to get a little girl to sleep (the little girl is a special needs child I grew up with at my school. She tried to hug me once, and ended up knocking me down and breaking my arm. I was always a bit nervous around her after that, sort of scared I'd get hurt again. In the dream though I'm much bigger and she's still small so I'm not afraid of her) Me and another teacher are trying to get her to sleep, but she keeps wiggling and moving. The other teacher tells me that she's already given the girl two milligrams of Mirror Mist (whatever that is? At least my dream made up a pretty name, lol) and that if she doesn't go to sleep soon we'll have to give her something else. Then I wake up and realize that my daughter is asleep in my bed and the wiggling and kicking I felt was my daughter wiggling and kicking me because she didn't have enough room to sprawl out wedged between my husband and me. I put her in her bed, so throws her arms and legs out taking up the whole bed, and doesn't make anymore noise the rest of the night

Dream Three: I'm in a cab with a guy, I think to myself he reminds me of the architect guy in how I met your mother, and it's been a few years since I've seen that show. I don't know who he is, but he acts like my friend so I play along. We get out of the cab and we're at a bar. When we walk in everyone looks right at us. The place is dark and there are multicolored lights flying all over the place like a dance club or something. I notice the music playing is Sailor Moon! And I'm wearing a sailor moon back pack! Awesome, no wonder everyone is staring at me. I'm either the coolest person in this place, or the lamest. We make our way to a seat in the back of the club, and there's a little girl with pink hair there. I say hey to her like I know her, and she starts saying she wants to wear a costume too, and points to a stage. Suddenly the bar is actually an amphitheater, and it's located at the lake in front of my dad's family's cabin. I tell the little girl to shhh, that we are wearing costumes, normal people costumes. I tell her this is a disguise so people won't know she's really a sailor scout! She seems happy with this response, and I realize she's Rini, Sailor Mini Moon! (Sorry peeps, I grew up on the dubs, never saw the subs!) Then the little girl starts to go bug a girl a few chairs over. She wants a drink, and the girl is saying she'll get it, but Rini wants to get it herself. The girl gets mad and tells Rini she's impossible, then I call to Rini and tell her she should ask me for a drink and wink to her hoping she'll get the idea that I will let her do it herself. She comes back over, but before I get her a drink Sailor moon calls from the stage that there is a demon at this concert! Then she calls to Rini asking her if she wants to exercise it. Rini says no, she is thirsty and needs a drink, but sailor moon isn't paying attention because she just goes on saying, "You don't want to do it because you are the demon! I'm going to sing a beautiful song to exercise you!" and then she sings a song. I remember thinking in the dream that the song was so pretty, and I grab hands with the guys sitting beside me. The guy on my left is my husband and he squeezes my hand, and i in response squeeze the hand in my left. I turn to see who it is, and its someone I don't know, but he reminds me of this Cherokee guy I had a crush on in high school. He smiles weakly at me, and I feel sad for him. I turn to look behind us because I see some flashes of color. There are several native american looking guys dressed in nothing but body paint walking behind us into a large gate. I get the feeling that behind the gate is some sort of promised land, or some place special to these people. The guy follows my gaze and looks at the gate longingly. I squeeze his hand and bring my face to his ear and whisper to him "you'll get there some day, I know you will!" A tear falls from his eyes and he says thank you, he hopes so. Then the song is over, and my husband isn't happy my face is so close to another man. I try to play it off, and the whole crowd starts lineing up. Suddenly I'm part of a class, and my husband and the other guy who was holding my hand are fighting. The teacher yells at them, "All right, the two of you are going to jail! This is the last time your going to fight like this!" Then I wake up again.

Dream Four (LUCID!): I'm in the car with my husband. I think we're going to a store. Instead, we end up at a house with an old man. We get out of the car, and my husband is carrying a box, telling me he has to drop this off. The old man lets us inside, and my husband gives him the box. The old man opens the box, and inside it are my kids favorite DVDs. My husband is saying these are movies we don't want anymore and that he hopes the old man's grand kids will enjoy them. I get mad and tell my husband those are the kids favorite DVDs, how dare he give them away without consulting me first, because I would never have allowed it in the first place! Then I storm out of the room and outside. Somehow, as I'm storming off into the woods, I realize wait, am I dreaming? I stop in the middle of the road, and think to myself, this has to be a dream. I don't remember how we got in the car, the kids aren't with us, this must be a dream! I decide to test it out and run through the woods. When I run the woods fly by me like a tunnel or like the flying stars screen saver from the computer I had as a kid. It's awesome. I stop, and decide this is a dream, so I'm going to look for K. Then I think to myself, before I do, I'm going to go back to that house, see what I look like, and try to dress nice and tell my husband off while I'm at it! I run back through the woods again, getting that tunnel vision woods again. I notice the trees look black, and the background looks brown, similar to a note book I have. It's really cool. I stop and I'm in front of the house again. There's a tricycle in the yard against the house. Thinking I'm going to test this dream thing one more time to be sure, I push the trike against the wall thinking to myself, "It's going to go right through the wall as long as I believe it will." And it does! It gives me a bit of resistance when there's only an inch or two of the seat left to pass through the wall, but i give it a good push and it completely disappears into the wall. SO FREAKING AWESOME! Then I remember I'm mad. I storm inside and find my husband sitting in a recliner chair, and I walk right up to him and tell him, "Your just a dream. I don't have to put up with your crap right now! I'm not even going to bother fussing at you for giving away those dvds because you're not worth it. Instead, I'm going to dress up and go find someone who makes me happy in my dreams!" I then try to concentrate on changing my clothes. I can't seem to do it. It feels like my bandana is different, but I can't change my shirt and pants. I look in a mirror. I'm wearing a blue checkered print shirt that has puffy sleeves and the front is all sewn with elastic (i think the term is smocked?) so it's clingy but stretchy. The shirt doesn't cover my stretch marks and that bugs me, I try again to put on my favorite black dress that also has smocking but as it's a dress it doesn't show any belly! No luck, so I'm just like, fuck it, it's a dream, no biggie if I look weird. I'm sure I've worn even weirder in my dreams. I walk over to the telephone, it's one of the old kin that you set the receiver in little hooks above the rounded square phone. Luckily the numbers are buttons not rotary! I pick it up. I want to call K, so I wonder how I can. I decide I'll just press the numbers that correspond with the letters in his name. Oddly enough, it's actually the right number of digits in real life. The phone rings, and then I hear him say, "Hello?" I say, "Hey it's me!" he sounds confused for a minute, "Who? Wait, M...? B is that you?!" (note here, my real name starts with an M, but I go by a shortened version of my middle name, which is why dream peeps always refer to me as B ) I excitedly reply, "Yes! I'm lucid! I'm actually lucid dreaming right now! Can I come visit you?" his voice on the other line says, "Sure! I'd love to see you!" I'm thrilled. Then I realize, I'm not exactly sure how to get there, so I ask the telephone, "Hey wait, can you like come and get me or something? I don't know how to get there!" There's silence. The phone is dead. I start to think he probably doesn't have a car and can't come get me. The I realize this is a dream, why would he need a car? I hang up the phone, and then decide to walk outside and try to figure something out. I start to walk, and remember that supposedly you can make someone or something appear in a dream if you expect it to be around the next corner or something. So I decide to try and give it a shot. The trees become a wall, but then I realize that all the trees are walls, so I am suddenly in an endless hallway. Crap, how can I reach a corner if the hallway is endless?! Then I remember the trike, and think, "what if I walk through the wall expecting his house to be on the other side?" It's worth a shot, so I start to put my hand through the hall first, not wanting to faceplant in it. It's like the mirror scene in the matrix at first, the wall wobbles in round circles like thick gooey water. It looks weird because the walls are yellow and brown pin stripped wall paper, really ugly, lol. Then I step right through it and I'm standing in a kitchen. It's got linoleum floors made to look like tile, but obviously fake. Theres a stove and fridge and sink on the wall I just walked through, then in the middle of the room is a table with three chairs facing a tv on the far right wall. I see a guy sitting at the table. My first thought is it's no K. I just don't get that feeling that it's him. Something seems off. But I notice my hands are filthy, they've got wall paper goop on them still even thought it's not anywhere on the rest of me. The guy says hey, and i say hey back. I walk to the Sink and see no hand soap, but there is some green dish detergent so I decide to use that to wash my hands. I notice then that his hair is much, MUCH shorter than it should be. I ask him as I wash my hands, "why's your hair so short?" He responds without looking at me, just staring at the TV, "it's easier for spying." My dream self knows this make sense, if your a spy you want to be as unmemorable as possible. I don't recall him being a spy though. I dry my hands and go to look at him once more. I notice his hair has turned bright pink! My jaw drops for a second, then I remind myself this is a dream, and something's definitely not right here. I walk over to the chair he's sitting in and I as K if he knows this is a dream. He says yes. I ask him if he is lucid. He says no. He doesn't even look at me, just stares at the TV. I'm really frustrated because I think I walked through that wall expecting to find K, so he should be K, but he isn't. He doesn't feel like him, he doesn't look like him, he doesn't act like him. WHat did I do wrong? Then I think maybe it is K, but because it's a dream I've got to get through to him to wake him up or something. I decide to straddle him in the chair, that'll get his attention. No luck. I grab his face with my hands and pull it up to look at me and not the TV. He has a blank look like he's looking right through me. The chair suddenly has rollers and he rolls the chair towards the tv. Frustrated, I lean backwards so my head is upside down and I can see what he's looking at. It's the stupid TV! I close my eyes tightly because I'm getting so frustrated. I wanted to get lucid so I could get some answers from K, but I'm getting no where even though I'm supposed to be in control. Suddenly I lose everything. I 'm no longer in the chair, I'm just seeing black and swirling colors. I realize I'm awake just seeing swirling colors of my eyes closed. Damn. But wow! That was an amazing experience. I can not wait for my next lucid! I'm going to try not to waste it looking for K and answers, but instead see what other cool things I can do. I feel so bold and empowered in the dream, like it didn't matter what I said so I could tell anyone exactly how I felt and do whatever I wanted. And, I was totally blown away by how real it all felt. I really felt like I was awake, even though I knew I was dreaming, everything was so real. Enough random squeals of how awesome this was, I'm sure most peeps on this sight are past that sense of wonderment. Last time I'll say it, this was awesome

We had some severe weather through here last night with tornado watches and warnings, so I stayed up until 4 AM when they canceled the alerts just in case I needed to get the family to the basement. Fortunately the bad weather passed over us with no damage, but I couldn't make myself sleep past 11, so I didn't get as much sleep as I'd have liked. My body seems to be stuck on it's schedule so at least while I didn't get much sleep, most of it was REM sleep since the daylight hours are usually when I dream!

Dream One (fragment): I woke up from this dream so sleepy I just rolled over and went back to sleep. I thought to myself I'll have no problem remembering this dream because it's pretty much what I expected for my first dream. Unfortunately, now I can't remember the actual dream. All I remember is that it had Tornados in it, which I figured it would since I spent several hours watching the news's special reports on the areas Tornados and sever winds in case any of them got close to us.

Dream Two: I have no clue what influenced this one. I was sitting on my bed using the laptop to check facebook. I notice that my ex from seven years ago had posted that he was having trouble playing sims while he was laying in bed or something. I think to myself, should I reply and give him some advice? or would that be awkward since I haven't talked to him since we broke up and it was a messy breakup? I decide to go ahead and send him a link to a pillow that my dream self seems to think is awesome for playing the sims with. Then I get all nervous and uncomfortable and wonder if I shouldn't have done that, but it's too late, so I think I'll distract myself by sending something to my best friend. I start looking up pictures from the movie Tangles because she really liked that movie, and I find one of Rapunzel. I post it on my best friends page, and after I post it I realize that I accidentally posted it on my ex's page not my best friends. I get embarrassed, and don't think about being able to delete it. I decide to go for a drive to cool off. I start driving not really paying attention to where I was going, and somehow end up at my ex's mom's house. I curse as I drive by thinking I probably look like a stalker all of a sudden, sending him messages on facebook and driving my his house on the same day when I have purposefully avoided him for years because of the drama that happened when we split. I drive home, and then get a phone call from his mom asking me to come over. I'm reluctant, but I go anyways thinking he probably doesn't spend much time with his mom as old as he is now. I get to his moms house and she tells me that he was somewhere else today, and I'm relieved. She wants my help with facebook or something, so I help her on her computer, then my best friend shows up. My ex's mom says she invited A over because she figured I'd be uncomfortable there by myself, and I am so relieved that she's there, because a moment later my ex shows up with a girl in tow and I can't help but feel like she hates me just because I'm an ex who's suddenly posting on his facebook and visiting his mom. I tell his mom I need to go, that A and I were supposed to be working on a project about Rapunzel today and we're running out of time. A plays along, and we quickly leave. We get in my car (which is actually mys husbands camaro) and start driving up the road, when a sporty car pulls out in front of us, it's dark grey almost black. The car fishtails as it pulls out, then it nearly hits a teen on a bike I recognize as one of my neighborhood's kids. Then the driver of the car swerves towards a ditch, and the driver jumps out as his car drives off to who knows where. I stop the car and get out to be sure the neighbors kid is ok and that the driver isn't hurt either. The kid on the bike is fine, and the driver turns out to be the oldest kid in the neighborhood. I'm not sure if he's actually old enough to drive yet or not :/ I offer to take them home, especially since the one is holding his side like his ribs are hurting. They decline saying they're fine, but I insist so they let me walk with them at least. A drives my car home, and I follow the kids to some stone wall with a little alcove type thing cut out into it just big enough to lay on. The older kid gets on it and I suddenly have a blanket that I'm covering him up with. The younger kid says he's going to go get their parents, and I decide to go back to the road and wait for A to pick me up. I'm walking towards the road and see a car pulling up when my daughter wakes me up because she had a night mare.

Dream Three: I'm at some kind of flea market or outside festival. There's an off white tent that draws my attention. I walk inside, and there are several girl in there dressed like they're at the renaissance festival. Some are dressed like normal medieval woman, others like the belly dancers, and others like faeries. Lots of them have feather hats and hair pieces that I think are beautiful. They all seem happy to see me, and surround me asking me how my life is and saying how long it's been since they've seen me. I tell them I'm fine, and I just stopped in for a visit when I saw their tent, then I notice there's a table with some fliers so I walk over and start to pick one up. Before I can though a girl behind the table says she knew I was going to return this year, and she had already prepared my outfit for the summer theme. She drags it out from under the table and winks saying she had a feeling today she would need it and she was right! It's a cute shorts outfit, the kind where the shorts and shirt are the same material and sewn together (I think it's called a romper?) and the shirt has a draw string that ties above the breasts but no straps. I tell her it's cute, but then I realize the shorts are very short looking, and the fabric between the legs is only a half inch wide. I think to myself that this probably won't be comfortable to wear and it probably going to be very X rated once it's on because it's so short and tight. Then the dream provides me with an explanation that this is sort of like a brothel, only they just entertain with no actual sex. I thank the girls and tell them I've missed them, but I'm not sure I'm ready to come back. They all seem sad, and I excuse myself so they wont try to change my mind. When I leave the tent, a cute little furry brown and white animal runs up in front of me and looks up. I bend over to pick him up, and realize I'm wearing a long skirt. The critter is under my skirt when I'm standing, but when I bend over the skirt swishes back so it's not under it anymore and the critter makes a cute little squeaky noise. It's a cute critter, kind of like a guinea pig with a long tail, not like a rat. I hold it one hand and pet it with the other, then bringing it right up to my face and rub my nose against its nose. (My dream self is soooo smart that thing could have had rabies or something, lol) I decide to take it with me, and start walking again. I find myself walking up to a huge Victorian home, and let myself in thinking it's the kind of place you just walk in without needing to knock. There's an old woman standing in the entrance, and she looks at me with big eyes for a minute, then starts fussing at me asking where I've been and when I was planning on coming back. I then realize this is the brothel like place the tent was advertising. I'm not very comfy suddenly, but the little critter in my hand starts chirping furiously back at the woman and it's very comical. Then a tall super skinny man with glasses and blond hair (in hindsight, he reminds me of Able from Trinity Blade) he grabs the little critter by the tail and it starts kicking and squirming furiously being held up by it's tail. The man says, "Oh, I see you've found my younger brother!" and then he tosses the critter to the side. It hits the wall and then slides down it to hit the floor. As soon as it hits the floor, it turns into a guy probably around 20 with long black hair. He's rubbing his head complaining that being thrown hurt. I say I need to go home, and the black haired guy offers to go with me. I tell him I'm fine by myself, but he insists. the next thing I can remember I'm walking down a dirt path on my way home, and the guy is beside me in the form of a snake. He's chattering away but I'm not paying attention. Suddenly I ask, "Why are you here again?" and he says, "To protect you of course!" to which I reply, "From what? Alligators or something?" He suddenly pulls back as if scared and says, "Alligators are the transportation of choice for Borrowers! If we seen an Alligator we're running away!" I find it humorous that he's scared of Borrowers because they're sooo tiny. But just the the path opens up to a small muddy creek, and there's an alligator, with two female borrowers on top! They're steering it with reins of some kind. I kind of laugh to myself thinking wow, what a coincidence! but the snake guy is hanging back, frozen in fear. The borrowers look up at me like they're scared too, but I notice their reins are caught. I speak softly to them and say I'm not going to hurt them, I'd like to help them fix their reins if they don't mind. The look back and forth at one another, as if trying to decide if that's a good idea or not, then nod to me as if to say Ok, help us. The Alligators legs turn into wheels, and I get the rein that was caught under the wheels out and straighten them all out before handing them back to the Borrowers. They say thank you, and I tell them no problem and smile. Then I notice there's a door ahead, so I open it for them. As they go through the door I realize it looks like my bedroom door and wake up again. Looking back fully awake, I'm pretty sure that critter guy was looking up my skirt but it was so funny that he was afraid of borrowers, when he could have turned into an elephant and just squished them if they gave him any trouble!

Didn't take any nyquil last night because I would be the only one home this morning and I didn't want to have the kids wake up and me too hard asleep to hear them get up! Unfortunately that means I got little sleep and only a couple of fragments for dreams. I woke up around 6 am, couldn't get back to sleep bc of y stuffy nose, so I got up and read a manga (Kamisama Kiss) while my nose drained and the pressure behind my eye relaxed, then went back to sleep around 7:30. So my first dream was heavily influenced by the reading, lol.

Dream One (Fragment): There's a large white room, with black and white checkered floors, and a couple big columns holding up a balcony. I'm watching from above. There's a man or woman on a slightly raised platform looking very important, with a half-wolf half-human like creature that's standing to their right like their guard (or familiar judging by what happens next) I watch as from under the balcony Tomoe-Dono strolls in, followed by Nanami and the two little shrine spirits. The person on the platform waves a hand and says kill her, and the wolf man's claws suddenly shoot out super length and he runs at Nanami. Tomoe steps in front of her and there's a loud cracking sound and Tomoe blocks the wolf's claws with his own. I wake up bc my daughter is climbing into bed with me.

Dream Two (Fragment): My mom knocks on the front door. She wants to borrow my MP3 player and my tape adapter that allows you to play it in a car that doesn't have a place for an MP3 player but does have a tape player. I am not happy to let her borrow something else, but I do it anyways bc she's my mom and I feel like I have to. She tells me to put it in her friend D's car BC it has the tape deck, but to leave the MP3 player in her truck. I tell her the MP3 player has to be attached to the cord for it to work, and she tells me they are going to roll the windows down and run the cord out the windows. I think this is a stupid idea and tell her she can't possibly stay that close to D as to not rip my cord. She disagrees and does it anyways, making it not even two hundred feet down the road before breaking my cord. I am pissed. I wake up.

Dream ??? (Fragment): Can't remember when in the night this happened or even much about it, just that I was in the woods at night, walking with someone. I feel like we were going somewhere with a purpose, not just leisurely strolling.

Dream ??? (Fragment) : I had to edit my dream journal to add this in, lol. After entering in my journal I logged off and went to facebook, and upon seeing the facebook icon I remembered a dream fragment from last night. I dreamed that my brother was yelling at me for posting that he was home on facebook. He's in the army, and in the dream he was saying no one was supposed to know he was home and he could get in trouble because of my post. I found it really odd that I would dream my brother was home, and even that he was yelling at me about facebook, because he hasn't been home at all this year and I don't get on facebook as much as I used to, even when I do I only post every other day or so. I have no clue where in my sleep cycle this fell.

I took nyquil before bed last night, so it mostly wore off by the time I got to the period of time when I dream. This seemed to work best insuring that I got some good sleep with this cold, but still managed to have some dreams. It just meant making sure that I didn't take any medicine in the afternoon so I could take it right before bed rather than having to wait until the middle of the night, lol.

Dream one (fragment): The Nyquil still hadn't worn off yet, so this dream was hard to remember. All I can safely say I remember is someone asking me if Pamela was gay. I don't even know anyone names Pamela, lol.

Dream Two: This dream starts out with me laying down on a metal grate like floor. It wasn't a grate with like lots of parallel lines, but rather the kind with intersecting metal lines that form diamond shaped holes. I'm laying in a sleeping bag on this grate, and I'm in a circular room with a lot of other people. In my mind I know it's like 25 people. We're all prisoners of some kind. I'm not sure if it's for crimes or war or kidnapped victims, or what. There's a man with a gun and lots of heavy modern armor, even a helmet and some kind of black goggles and he's walking around the room keeping and eye on us all. He walks around the outside of the room, then the inside of the room, then kneels by my "bed". I feel immediately secure and happy when he stops by me, I feel like I know him very personally, and like he's going to keep me safe not hurt me. He says something to me, but I can't remember what after I woke up, but it made me even happier. Then I see a third person view of a girl and a big shaggy dog. The girl is walking in a white hallway, like the "back doors" hallway in the second Matrix movie. She opens a door, and there's a white table with white chairs in another all white room. She walks in and closes the door. She does something and there's the feeling that she's working some sort of magic. The Dog barks, and jumps THROUGH the door that is looking purple and misty now. The dog comes running back through the door a moment later, with me in tow. Seeing myself throws me for a loop for a moment, and then I'm sucked back inside my dream body looking at this little girl. She tells me to sit down and have some tea at her tea party. I tell her I would love too, but there's someone I'd like to come have tea with us. I'd love to have a date with him, but I can't because of my circumstances. I ask her if I can go back and get him, but she says once I leave the door will close and I can't come back, so I should take a break from being a prisoner and drink some tea before I go back. I sit down and happily drink the tea, thinking this is so much better than trying to sleep on the metal grate floors. After I finish my cup, I say I need to go back before they notice I'm missing. She agrees, and I walk back through the purple door and find myself back on the floor in the sleeping bag as if I never left. The man in armor comes back and kneels. He hisses under his breath so no one can hear that He was worried, I'd disappeared and if I hadn't returned before the next guard came he couldn't have protected me. Then he says something about me being lucky the wardens daughter had come for tea and the shift change was delayed for her safety. I tell him I was having tea with a little girl and her dog, and I wanted to invite him because it would have been a perfect date for us, but I couldn't because the door would close when I left. Then the shift does change, and I fall asleep in the dream. When I "wake up" in the dream I'm in a van, and they are transporting us somewhere. It seems like a book store or library or something. I notice everyone else has a personal guard, and my personal guard is the guy from the first part of the dream. I instantly feel at ease, I know I'm still safe. I notice he's not wearing anything on his head, and he's got blond messy hair about 6-10 inches long. Then a woman in a business suit leans back and hands a packet of papers to my guard. She tells him that I am the most cooperative prisoner, and I don't give them any trouble at all, so for this trip he needs to take those papers somewhere, I didn't need a guard that I would be a "good girl" and stay with the group. He looks uncomfortable with the idea, but he doesn't seem to think he has a choice. He tells me to be careful, and not to do anything to draw any attention or trouble to myself. I nod, and go with the group into the bookstore while he walks down the road in the other direction. Inside the store I walk all the way to the left of the store, hoping to catch a glimpse of him out the window before he disappears down the street. I know I want to talk to him about something, but when ever I'm around him I just feel too content and happy to say much at all. I can't see him, and start to try and figure out what it is I wanted to talk to him about, but then there's a scream and a red line whizzes past me and blows a tiny baseball sized hole in the wall to my right. I turn and the guards and prisoners are going nuts, the prisoners trying to escape and the guards looking for who shot the red laser thing. I turn to help the guards because I don't want them to think I'm trying to run away. I see a man with something under his coat in the crowd. It looks like a water hose nozzle, but he pulls it out and pulls the "trigger" and a red light comes out. I jump instinctively, and the laser passes right below my feet, and blows another hole in the wall. As soon as I land I run and tackle the guy. The guards start to hassle me trying to get me off the innocent civilian, but I shout at them he's the one shooting! The take the thing from him, not believing me at first, then one pulls the trigger and blows some books apart. They believe me now, so they let me stand up but they have my hands cuffed behind my back. Two of them start talking as if I don't exist. "Who's her guard? and Where is he?" "He's delivering paper work for our lady. They said number (12? 14? 8? 9? 16? I can't remember, but one of those numbers, lol.) was a good prisoner and didn't need to be watched as well as the others." "Well someone needs to take her back to be checked out. We can't afford to have injured prisoners." I quietly mutter, "I'm ok, I didn't get hit." The two look at me, and the one shrugs while the other says, "Just go to the back of the store with the other prisoners and behave. We'll inform your guard when he returns so he can take you to the clinic to be sure." I nod, and wander back off to the back of the store where one of the prisoners pushes me into a wall. He starts giving me trouble about being a good two shoes, and how I ruined their chance to escape by bringing the chaos to a quick calm. He starts pulling at my clothes, and I drop to the ground, trying to protect myself the best I can without fighting back and making trouble.

I wake up for real here because my daughter climbed into bed with me. I Went back to sleep within five minutes though, thinking about this dream and wondering what it is I wanted to ask the guard. When I fall back asleep, I'm sitting in the middle of the woods. There's a camp fire, and I'm in the same sleeping bag as the previous dream. The guard is sitting to my left by the fire, and there's an old man in a suit and hat to my right. The old man seems really off, like he's not saying anything that's making sense, he's just mumbling, shaking, and rocking back and forth while muttering gibberish. I look to my left at the guard, and ask him, "What'd you do to him?" the blond guard shrugs and says, "He'll be fine. He's the one who brought us here, and we can't have him bringing in the rest of the guards. They wanted you to die at the bookstore, the hitman was there after you, that's why they sent me off and left you unprotected. When you turned their plans upside down and caught the gunman, I had to get you out of there." Suddenly I look at the man who I assume is a cab driver or something of that nature. There's something about his hands, my brain tells me. I look at his hands, they're shaking, and suddenly a check book seems to grow out of them. The I realize, this is a dream! I turn to my "guard" and realize, I'm dreaming, this guard isn't just some random guard I oddly feel comfortable with, it's K! I practically jump through the fire in my rush to hug him. I wrap my arms around him and burry my face in his neck. He puts a hand behind my hair on my neck and holds me close. The I think to ask him why I'm always so happy and comfortable with him in these dreams but I don't recognize him until I know I'm dreaming, but before I can ask, I wake up.

Notes about K: So I have a lot of dreams about K, and I figure now is about the best time to clarify what K is in my life, especially since if you read all my dream journals you see that I'm actually married with kids. K isn't anyone I actually know. He's some sort of dream character that started appearing in my dreams about a year ago. I'm not sure if he's a random mind creation, a dream guide, spirit guide, or even another dreamer. The first few dreams he was in I woke up with sleep paralysis, but unlike others experiences, I couldn't move but I was totally comfortable with it. Each time the paralysis lasted less time, and then it progressed to when I see him in dreams I'm generally tired and feel like I didn't sleep at all the whole night, but I am not paralyzed anymore. The fact that this happens ONLY in dreams with him in it seems like a crazy coincidence. Also, while I found these dreams fascinating enough to send them to my best friend, I don't keep track of the dates when I have them or anything. I had 5 of them in the spring of last year, then I didn't have any for a long time. I thought they were over, until I had another earlier this month. I sent it to my friend like usual, and she sends me a message back that this dream I had after so long of not having any, was exactly one year after I first started having the dreams. Since then, I started looking stuff up and found my way here to dream views. My goals with K right now are to become lucid so I can ask him the questions I have (What are you? Why am I so happy with you that I can't think of what I want to ask you? Why did you use to try to tell me I was dreaming, but leave me to figure it out on my own now? Why am I exhausted every morning when I'd dreamed of you? why am I dreaming of you? etc) And I've been lucky enough that while I can't seem to become lucid, I'm getting far more chances now that I'm actively trying. Eventually I will remember to ask him something, especially if I keep seeing him every few days, lol.

I'm not sleeping well lately because I've been having trouble with my mom, last night was the worst yet. I will be so glad when she gets her truck fixed so I can take back my husbands car and be done with her. I know that sounds harsh, but even now being grown and having a family of my own, I feel like she's always bringing me down and now it's worse because she involves my family with it. As I'm sure is seen in my dreams, things usually take a turn for the worst when she shows up in them.

Dream One (Fragment): We're at the lake house, my husband and I. I have family there in a black SUV in front of us, we're also in our car. My family pulls out of the driveway, then stops on the middle of the dirt road. My uncle gets out of the SUV and says, "Another hundred bucks right there!" and runs over to the side of the road. I don't know if he picked something up or turned something off, in the dream it could have gone either way. The impression though was he either gained a hundred bucks or saved a hundred bucks by turning something off that would have been a big waste of money. Then he gets back in the SUV and they start driving. Chris tells me to look closely, we might find some money too. I tell him he's silly, but then he says, "Is that forty dollars?" and I jump up asking where. There's no money, just trash blowing by the road. we get back on the road, and it starts winding like crazy and getting muddy. The car slides around like crazy but it didn't seem dangerous. I wake up.

Had a sore throat and runny nose when I woke up, then couldn't get back to sleep, so after an hour of trying to sleep, I just broke down and took NyQuil. I was out in thirty minutes But if I dreamed I couldn't remember them, it's a side effect of the NyQuil I guess. I had one fragment the entire morning.

Dream Two (Fragment): I'm on the lake with my kids, we're in a round raft you would go tubing behind a boat in. Only we're not tubing behind a boat. My kids are sitting in the circle, and I've got a paddle. I'm paddling back towards the cabin. My little boy says, "Oh no mommy, we're paddling by the bad house!" I asked him what he meant the bad house, none of the houses were bad, and he replies, "The house that takes forever to get past! That house makes us slow mommy!" I assure him the house won't slow us down, it just seems that way because this part of the river is big and open. After paddling furiously for a while, we're in front of the lake house (I will refer to this as the cabin from now one b/c that's how we usually reference it!) I notice the tube gets water in it if I lean too far forwards when I paddle. I ignore it. I paddle us up to the jet ski dock and grab the side. My mom is standing on the hill. I'm angry because this is dad's families house, and I don't think she should be there since she divorced him fifteen years ago. She's yelling that she's been waiting on me to get back for four hours and that it's irresponsible to take the kids out on the lake by myself. I'm ignoring her, thinking we didn't go far and they had on life jackets. If we'd gotten tired or stuck one of the friendly people on the lake would have given us a ride. I climb out and hold the tube so the kids can climb out. My little girl climbs out first, then she runs to her grandma. My little boy is scared because every time he steps on the dock it starts to sink. I assure him it's just because the foam has washed out and he'll be fine, he just needs to hurry up. Eventually he climbs out. I start walking towards mom who is still yelling at me. I wake up.


This is the second night I've dreamed of the River this week. I don't think I've dreamed of that place in a long time, at least since last year. The dreams make me want to go there, but I know it's too cold.

I couldn't sign in until I changed my host files, so I was just keeping my dream journal in a word document until I broke down and decided to mess with my host file, so I'm adding them all in now, I just hope the post will take all this! lol

2-21-12
Dream One (fragment): I remember seeing pictures of Nintendo Characters flashing in the dream. That’s pretty much it. I got the feeling I was being shown options or something.

Dream Two: The dream starts off with me sitting in a car with my kids and a male. I don’t know who the man was, just that in the dream I felt he was a family member or a family friend. We’re impatiently waiting for my husband. I have dream memories of my husband telling me that one of his best friends from high school is in town giving a spiritual seminar, and he wanted to swing in a see him. This is the third time he’s gone to visit this friend in as many days. I remember thinking this friend is a quack. I’m pretty open minded, but everything I had read about the guy gave me a wrong feeling. My husband is inside a hotel where this seminar was supposed to be taking place, and we’re in the parking lot waiting. The Kids are getting impatient, and cranky, so I say I’m going to get my husband and hurry him out. I get out of the car and go inside the hotel. The seminar is in the lobby and it’s HUGE. I see my husband just watching this man talk, and I go up to him and tell him we need to go because the kids are cranky. He says he can’t leave yet because the man is still talking to his attendees and my husband hasn’t had the chance to talk to him yet. I tell him he has five more minutes, then he’d better come out whether he talks to his friend or not because the kids are ready to go. I walk outside and inform the man who was in the car with us that it’ll just be five more minutes, and that I’m going to go back in and make sure it’s only five minutes if I have to drag my husband out so be it. I walk back, but instead of cutting diagonally across the parking lot I take my time walking to the sidewalk to my left then following it up to the building and then around to the door. When I get inside, my husband is still standing there listening like one of the other attendees and I’m really annoyed. I check the clock and its been five minutes. I grab him by the arm and tell him it’s time to go. He protests that he hasn’t been able to talk to his friend yet. I say I don’t care, he’s talked to him two days in a row already, and we need to go. My husband protests again, louder this time, causing the friend to stop talking and all the attendees to turn and look at us. My husband turns red with embarrassment, and lets me pull him out the door. Outside he starts whining like the kids how he just wanted to talk to his friend and yadda yadda yadda. I get pissed off and tell him he’s seen his “girl friend” in there twice in two days already, and I’m sorry he can’t see the man today, but if the friend thought he was worth seeing he’d make time for him and to come on. My husband gets pissed that I called his guy friend a girlfriend and implied that he had any feelings like that for the guy. He tells me I’m just jealous, and I tell him no I am pissed because he’s not thinking about the kids being cranky and tired and needing to go to bed. He argues that they can sleep in the car, and I storm off to the car. I tell the guy in the car that I’m sorry, my husband and I were having a fight, would he and his wife mind keeping the kids over night? He says no problem, and his wife is in a car nearby so we move the carseats over (somehow with the kids still buckled in them, lol!) to her car so they can leave. My husband comes over and keeps complaining again, and I tell him to go fuck off and do whatever the hell he wants, I’m going to walk home. I start walking home and he gets in the car and follows me telling me it’s not safe for me to walk home alone. I tell him to piss off again, and he drives off giving me my space. After walking another couple feet, I feel like it’s this friend of his fault and know there will be a repeat of the incident if this friend doesn’t either make time for him or tell him to get lost he’s too busy to talk, so I decide to confront the guy. I walk back to the hotel and it starts raining. I put my hoodie on my head and run for the doors. I get inside and the seminar is over. The front desk says they will summon the guy, but he’s gone back to his room. There’s a bed in the middle of the lobby and I’m tired, so I lay down on it. I fall asleep in my dream, but don’t dream (because I’m already dreaming? Lol) when I wake up in dream I hear the desk attendant telling the friend of my husband’s that one of his followers wanted to speak with him. I decide that now that he’s in the room, and I’ve rested, I’m not fired up anymore and am too intimidated by him to say anything. I pretend to keep sleeping. The guy doesn’t seem intimidating in the dream or anything, but I’m a big chicken when it comes to confrontation unless I’m really worked up over something. The guy comes over and sits on the bed, then reaches up and brushes my hair behind my ear while saying, “Good morning sunshine.” I growl at him that I’m already awake, and he says he knows. He says he knows who I am, I am C’s wife. I nod, but before I can actually voice a reply he starts saying, “I know you’re unhappy. The two of you are too different. He doesn’t understand or have the patience you do with your children. He doesn’t share the same beliefs you do. You love each other very much, but love isn’t enough to make things work. There’s someone else out there for both of you. Someone who will make you both much happier than if you stay together.” At first I feel really subdued by the man’s words thinking, he’s exactly right, but then when he starts talking about there being someone else I roll off the bed as quickly as possible and start storming off, my fists balled up without a word to him. He stays on the bed and call out, “What’s wrong? You know I am only speaking the truth.” I turn and glare at him and tell him, “I may not be happy, and your right about the things wrong in our relationship. But you’re also right that I love him. I don’t want to hear that there is someone else, you are supposed to be his friend. If you want to offer advice, advise us on how to fix things, don’t try to split apart our family!” Then I wake up for real because my husband is going to work.
Dream Three: I’m still angry with my husband, but we are home. I have run out the back door and across the pasture to the barn. The barn looks totally different on the inside. I am fuming mad, at my husband for choosing to spend so much time waiting for a friend who has no time for him, and at his friend for being such a jerk and trying to split us up. In the barn I look back and see my husband making his towards the barn. I close and lock the front barn door, and when I go to lock the back door so he can’t come inside and bug me, his friend is standing there. I realize at once the guy looks like Russel Brand in that movie Forgetting Sarah Marshall, and if he hadn’t suddenly appeared in the barn I would have probably laughed about the realization. He doesn’t act goofy like that character though, but he does put out his hand and say, “You know I’m telling you the truth, why won’t you admit it to yourself? Why don’t you want to be happy?” I reply that I know my husband loves me, and I love him too much to hurt him. I’d rather be miserable than know my happiness was at the cost of his, and my children’s when they’re suddenly divided between parents. The man tells me that my husband isn’t really happy, he only thinks he is because he has what he thinks he wants. He tells me that there is someone else that would make him even happier and I am selfishly being a martyr by clinging to the idea that I am sacrificing my happiness to make my family happy. I get mad and yell at him to get lost, that I don’t like him and I want nothing to do with his so called advice. I turn to lock myself in a stall where he can’t get to me, but instead of finding a stall there’s a desk full of papers on a wooden platform. I stomp over to it thinking I can make myself look busy and maybe he’ll leave me alone, but on the table I find my husband’s wedding ring. Instead of being all shiny and maintained, it looks like it’s rusted and there are big dents in it. I grab it and feel sad for a moment, but then I realize I haven’t got a clue where my own wedding ring is so why should I care if his is unworn? (In reality mines been missing for at least six months, we think for almost a year, neither of us can remember when I last wore it and there aren’t any pictures of me wearing it since 11 months ago) I start to leave the barn, now feeling more sad than anything else, and when I open the barn door my husband’s mom is there. She says “Well hello B, how are you feeling today?” I tell her I’m frustrated, that her son is really getting on my nerves, and she just replies, “oh well, your married, things are going to come up to bother you both.” I nod and she turns around and walks off. My husband is finally at the barn, and before I can start to talk to him and tell him I’m sorry or anything he starts talking about his friend again. I get so mad and angry that I want to scream. I turn to go back inside the barn and close the door, thinking that there’s no point trying to talk to him, there never is. I need to just walk away until I have more patience, then I wake up.
Dream Four: I am in a dark apartment. My dream self recognizes that the apartment is my brothers (my brother doesn’t live in an apartment, and I’ve never been where he does live) He’s asked me to pick something up today to take to his girl friend. I’m looking for it, and a voice tells me “The droid tablet is under the recliner.” I reach under and find it, say thanks, and leave. As I go out the door, I end up back in the same room, but it’s daylight and I know it’s the next day now. Instead of having the tablet, I now have flowers or something his girlfriend wanted me to deliver to him. I don’t expect him to be home because he’s out of town for training, but when I go to set the flowers on the coffee table there’s a chair to my left with a pile of blankets on top of it. I startle as the covers move and my brother appears from under them. I feel relived it’s just him, then chide him for scaring me when he’s not supposed to be home yet! He laughs and says, “I just told you last night where to find the tablet. Did you forget? Or did you think it was a ghost telling you where it was?” I glare at him, still feeling annoyed from my previous dream, then ask him if he’s called his girlfriend yet because she’s really worried about him. He says no, he just got home last night and was tired so he went straight to bed. He’ll call her in a little bit when He’s done waking up. Then I wake up.
2-22-12

Dream One: I spent the evening watching the two Dream Views sites fighting it out, the real vs. the hacked/fake one, and my first dream of the night was a blurry rehashing of that. In my dream, our dreams weren’t being monitored online, but rather in our heads, and every time we went to sleep alien hackers were hacking into our brain and watching our dreams trying to find those who opposed them. I don’t remember much beyond that concept though. I do remember praying to the “Dream Views Goddess” in the dream, who seemed more like a Joan Of Arc than a real Goddess, someone who existed and was fighting the aliens. I was praying that she would protect my dreams so that I wouldn’t be taken down by brain hacking aliens. Every now and them, my dreams get crazy conspiracy theory like enough to make even me think, WTF?! Lol
Dream Two: I was in the car with my husband. We were on our way to a house where we suspect someone who was trying to kill me lived. I have dream memories of being different from normal, that I had suddenly gotten myself thrown into a weird mystical war. It wasn’t one where it was like good versus evil, but rather one species verses another, where people’s allegiances were determined by what changed them, not their own personal beliefs. I wasn’t aware of what I was at this point in the dream, just that there was a prophecy of some sort. My husband is driving and the kids are in the back seat, I’m worried and stressed out, and my husband pulls into his old high school parking lot. He says he needs to ask someone for some advice, and I lock the car doors afraid to get out of the car. I feel like I’m safe in there. I see three skinny guys in girl jeans and black leather jackets with bleached hair smoking against a white sports car. I notice they’re watching my car and it’s freaking me out even more. I wonder if they’re the ones trying to kill me. So I lean over and hit the lock button one more time making sure all the doors are locked. The guys start laughing and walk up to my car. They’re surrounding it, one on either side and one in front of the car. Suddenly their faces and clothes warp and they look like skeletons in black cloaks, like grim reapers. They’re all wobbly like their bones are made of rubber or something and two of them are moaning eerily. The one on the driver’s side presses it’s self against the door and starts speaking in a moaning prophetic voice, “Kill the one who seeks your life or be killed by him. Then, only through rebirth can the prophecy be fulfilled.” I’m terrified of these things, suddenly hoping they don’t think about busting through the glass. Then my little boy crawls into the front seat with me and they vanish. He is unafraid, and doesn’t seem to have seen them. Out of instinct I fuss at him for crawling over the seats because he could get hurt, but inside I’m so happy because I feel like he’s saved me by scaring them off. He whines a bit about being bored in the back seat, but then my husband unlocks the car door and tells him to get back in the back seat. With all of us in the car, we get back on our way to where we think the man trying to kill me is. My husband drives past the right road, and I ask him where he’s going and he says he forgot the way. I tell him he just passed the road. He turns around and we go down the right road. When we get to the location specified in the prophecy there are a lot of people who look alike, like a whole family complete with grandparents and cousins and such, having a picnic and it seems to be a park. My kids are no longer in the car, but my dream self doesn’t seem to care they’re not there anymore, all I’m thinking about is that one of these people want to kill me. The whole family gives me glares, and I ask where the man who wants to kill me is. An old man says, “He’s not here. He’s running away from you and your damned prophecy! Why should I lose my son because of some stupid prophecy? He has done nothing wrong! He has not hurt you!” I feel the same way, but I don’t say anything, Instead I feel like there’s something important to my right. I turn right and start walking, then I feel like I need to go left again, So I turn left and start walking down a big grassy hill. Halfway down the hill I see a man laying on the ground. He’s dressed in holey shabby clothes with stains and has a red bandana tied around his head. I can tell just by looking at him that he’s the man who’s supposed to try to kill me, he’s the one the skeletons said I had to kill before he could kill me. He’s asleep. I still don’t want to kill him, but I know I have to do something, so I lightly kick his shoe to wake him up. I point my fingers at him like they’re a gun, and as soon as he opens his eyes I say, “Bang. If I really wanted to kill you, you’d be dead right now. But I don’t want to kill you.” The man jumps up quickly and pulls out a huge knife, probably a foot long with really jagged edges. He’s waving it wildly at me, and tells me, “I don’t believe you! You’re going to kill me. The prophesy said so! But I’ll kill you first!” We start circling each other with our hands clenching at our sides like in action movies, lol. I counter back at him, “I have so much to live for, and I’m sure you do too. Let’s just toss this prophesy bull shit out and live our lives. He counters, “No. My family is counting on me being the winner. If I fulfill this prophecy they will finally have a reason to be proud of me!” I reply, “Your family would rather have you alive and the prophesy unfulfilled than have it fulfilled and you dead!” Then he says, “They don’t care about me now, but they will when I am the victor of an ancient prophesy!” “I counter with, “They do care! And even if you don’t think they care, don’t you care about them? Wasn’t that little girl your sister? Is she in kindergarten yet? Do you think she wants her big brother to die?!” He replies, “She starts next year, but she’s the only one who cares. She’d be better off without her loser brother making her look bad!” He leaps forwards towards me with this knife, and I instinctually turn into a giant wolf (think of something like the shadow wolf Link becomes in Twilight Princess) and I lunge right back at him. I grab his wrist that is holding the blade in my mouth, and push him to the ground with my weight and momentum. He hits the ground with a thump and drops the knife. I turn back into myself, still straddling him, and I grab the knife he dropped and hold it above my head. I yell really loud in anger and frustration, and then bring it down as fast and as hard as I can into the ground an inch from his head. The guy is nearly crying in fear of his life, and I stand up. He’s cowering on the ground trying to figure out if he’s still alive or a spirit now. I hold my hand out and grumble at him, “You now owe me your life, consider this your death and be reborn as my ally.” The can is crying but gets up and thanks me. He says he has changed his mind, I was right, he doesn’t want to die or kill anyone. He realizes having almost died that his life, no matter how worthless it seems, it’s still worth the world. I tell him to go tell his family he’s safe, I have to track down the creepy skeleton guys because I think they’re the real enemy for making up these crazy prophecies that pit people against one another. I walk forwards and end up in a cave, then I can’t remember any more of them dream though I’m sure there was more to it.
Dream Three: I am in the car with my husband again. We’re driving in the dark down a dirt driveway or road, and there’s grass almost as tall as the car on both sides. The road turns and winds, so it’s often that you can’t see anything but grass all around the car, like being stuck in the middle of a field with super tall grass of some kind. There’s a lady in the back seat, and she’s really worried. She says it’s been three or four days since she’s heard from her husband and she’s worried the giant were-crocks have gotten him. The road opens up, and there’s a tree and a front yard, and a tiny yellow shack like house. There’s a tire swing on the tree swaying as if in wind, but the wind isn’t blowing the grass or the tree. I’m getting really creeped out. We pull up to the house, so close that if my husband opens the door he’ll hit the front porch with his door. The lights are on in the house and on the porch. There are two doors on the porch, one on each wall against the porch. The one directly in front of us has a closed screen door, but the actual door is closed. The other door looks like it’s made of slats of some kind and it’s closed, but light is peaking through the cracks between the slats. It looks like every single light is on in the house. I tell my husband not to open the door, he nods and says, “I’ll honk the horn. If he’s still alive he’ll come to the door. If he doesn’t we’re going to have to wait it out for an hour, and after that assume the worst.” He lays on the horn a few times. No one comes out of the house. The woman is crying. And this is where my son wakes me up, thankfully, lol.

Dream Four: I’m swimming at an indoor public pool. For some reason I’m expecting to have some books delivered to me, and I get out of the water to ask my mom who happens to be there as well if she’s seen anyone come in with them yet. She says no, so I get back in the water. I dive under the water, and see something brown on the bottom of the pool like two boxes. I swim to the bottom and fetch the boxes off the bottom of the pool. I look at the labels after I set them on the edge of the pool, and they are addressed to me. I open the boxes and they’re full of very wet manga. I am pissed. I take the volumes to the front desk and tell them I am a first time customer who was expecting a package today, and whoever accepted the packages in the office threw them into the pool instead of trying to find the person they should have been delivered to. The old lady in the office sighs and says she’s sorry, she’ll replace them. She takes the books from me and starts writing down the prices and adding them up on a calculator. I wake up.

2-23-12
Dream One (Fragment): I remember reddish orangeish brownish rocks, like you would expect to see in Arizona or somewhere. There was also a huge cave with water and dripping stalactites/stalagmites with a big pool of water. I don’t remember any of what I was doing in those, but I get the distinct remembering that I was not alone. I remember waking up, but it could have been a false awakening, and thinking I needed to write that dream in my dream journal. Then I recalled I still can’t log into Dream Views, and I vaguely recall there being another web site I used to write all my dreams on before. I think of some name, that I can’t remember now, and then roll over and go back to sleep. In reality there is no other websites, dream views is the first I’ve found dedicated to dream journals and lucid dreaming and such. I have however always sent my best dreams to my BFF over Facebook as messages. That could be what I was thinking of.

Dream Two: I’m not quite asleep yet, but I’m in that stage where reality and dreams tend to overlap. I’m rarely in that stage for long, but I roll over. When I roll over I feel a shift in the room, and I’m pretty sure it’s the spirit in the house moving from one side of the room to the other, but in my half asleep state of mind, I picture it as a giant white and grey wolf walking through my room. I freak out and roll back over to get a better look and I’m awake now so It’s gone.
Dream Three: I’m in a room, seems like a living room or a lobby. Beside me is Twig the Faerie (She’s a Renaissance Festival Circuit Faerie, and very cute!) We’re sitting on the floor and she’s giggling (Those who know Twig know she doesn’t really talk, lol). There is a HUGE girls bathroom behind me, where two heavier girls are doing their hair with the door open, talking to us loudly so their voices project out of the bathroom. Suddenly the back door opens, and a bald middle aged man walks in, driping wet and stark naked! I turn my head quickly so I’m not looking because it’s embarrassing me, and twig is giggling at him. The man starts talking, he’s mad because someone stole his towel from the shower and he thinks it was us. We insist it wasn’t us, but it’s a funny prank and we bet the boys did it so he’d come over to yell at the girls while he was naked. I’m studying my thumb very closely hoping he’d just hurry up and get out. He grumbles a bit more, then leaves, leaving a puddle in the floor. I start to clean up the puddle and Twig hops up and I notice that her wings are bundled up and hidden under her shirt, except that one seems to have gotten caught on her shirt and is peeking out and making the back line of the shit look wrong. I tell her to stop, and I fix it. She says, “Thank you so much! No wonder my wings were hurting so bad this morning!” and I’m happy to see she has a very high pitched and adorable voice to go with her adorable character. I tell her it’s not problem, but just then someone bursts into the room and the whole thing goes to pot. They had seen me fix her wing through the mirror, and called the cops, and they were going to take us into custody for being faeries! Twig pulls a string under her shirt that’s holding her wings down, and her wings fly out the back, shredding the shirt at the same time. It’s barely staying on in front, and the cops stop to stare briefly, then she flies up and the roof is gone, it’s just open night sky and we’re in a city instead of a living room. The cops come at me too, and I find a string under my own shirt that has the same effect as hers. I fly up, and we’re being shot at as we try to escape. I find that I can’t sly as high as I would like, and instead try to use my aerial height to boost my speed by diving and hoping to land far enough ahead of the cops they can’t find me. When I hit the ground I call out, “Goddess help me!” and the whole dream warps and shifts again. I’m back in the living room again, alone, but I can hear people outside. I open the back door the naked man had come in through, and find a beautiful landscape. There’s a stone porch, with wooden trellises hung with beautiful vines and flowers. The platform goes on for about fifteen feet ahead, and then there’s a curved walk way also made of vine covered trellises, that has an opening at the center. I start to walk in, and from inside I can see that if I go left I will end up on the beach and if I go right I will go to a wooded area. If I go forwards and out the other side of the walk way I will be at a long building. Then this little critter that reminds me of a sugar glider with a Koala head and EXTRA BIG eyes. I say, “awww, how cute! Come here little Chi Chim!” (I’m pretty sure this is a direct result of reading SpeedRacer to the kids before bed, and Chi Chim is my brain rehashing the little boys pet monkey’s name, Chim Chim just dropping or forgetting the first m ) The little critter crawls up my arm and rests on my shoulder for a minute so I can pet it. Then I hear my mom’s voice behind me. The little critter scurries away, and I turn to see my mom behind me. She asks me how I’ve been since I’ve moved here to be with others like me. I tell her I love it here, it’s so wonderful. Everyone can feel things, I don’t feel like I’m crazy anymore. She nods, and says it’s a really pretty place, she wouldn’t mind living here herself. Then, there’s a loud screech behind me. I turn around to see a bird of prey diving at what looks like Chi Chim. I freak out and run towards it, scaring the bird back and grab Chi Chim. But it’s not Chi Chim, it’s another cute critter that looks more like regular grey squirrel. I carry it up to where my mom is, and it curls up in my hands, happy and safe. There’s a group of other people laughing to my left, and I notice the bird of prey resting on one’s shoulder. I call out to him that what he’d done hadn’t been very nice, to which he replies his birds gotta eat. I show the squirrel critter to my mom, and tell her everyone here has a familiar or some kind, they always just show up shortly after we arrive in our stuff and take up with us right away. I tell her mine is named chi chim, he’s kind of like this little guy, but more independent and has much bigger eyes. Then I tell her he looks like my daughter’s toy “oogie” only with grey instead of pink and white stripes, and the size of a rat. To my right some girls walk up and start talking. I recognize them as the girls from the bathroom. One’s carrying a baby. She asks me if I want to hold her, and I say sure, “I set the squirrel down and hold the baby for a moment. I tell my mom that I was there when the girl gave birth, and the girl says she was lucky to have me there because I’d given birth twice and really talked her through the painful parts. My Mom says that’s sweet, and asks if she can hold the baby. The girl says sure, and I hand over the baby. Then I notice something funny about the girls eyes, they almost seem to flash like blue and yellow lights. I get a bad feeling like something was wrong, so I turn to walk away hoping not to be pursued, but the girls suddenly grow huge claws and start walking towards me. I turn and run back into the arched walkway, but the group with the falcon now has Blue and Yellow flashing eyes as well. I run the other direction towards the beach in the walk way, but there’s a guy there, and he’s got the yellow and blue flashing eyes too. He runs at me while everyone else is just walking, so I turn back around and go towards the long building I had seen when I first saw the walkway. I make it to the door, but then the boy leaps and knocks me through the door, to the ground. The floor of the building collapses and my back hits the basement floor hard. It hurts, but the guy had his hands around my shoulders digging his thumbs into my windpipe so I can’t breathe. I try to fight him but I can’t, I can’t stop thinking that he feels so familiar, and that he would never hurt me, something has to be wrong with him. Then I reach out and pull him closer to me, I manage to get his lips to mine and his grip on my neck loosens enough that I can gasp for breath and say broken up words. I continue kissing him until his hands drop from my neck completely. I’m gasping his name over and over trying to breathe but also get through to him past whatever is controlling him, “K, I know you’re in there, K please! K!” He grabs my head and pulls me closer and starts saying my name and I know I’ve gotten through to him but he just keeps kissing me, in full out make our territory now, which is definitely a first, in all the dreams he’s been in we’ve never kissed, let alone made out hot and heavy, and yet here he is groping me. Then I get the closest I've been to lucid in a LONG time. I can feel my body in bed, the sheets and pillows and even tell that I'm laying on my back, I just can't move because I'm still stuck in the dream (and honestly, I didn't want to leave! lol) At the same time, I was seeing K in a bed as well, with the dream super imposed on him, like a project on a screen for a split second. Then, I lost my awareness of my bed and everything, all I saw was the dream building and K back to dream "normal" . Suddenly he pushes me away and says, “Oh god, B, I’m sorry!”I’m not sure if he’s apologizing for trying to kill me or for making out with me, so I just say it’s ok, everything’s fine now. Then he says everything is not fine now, the others are still under something’s control , so we need to get away quickly. He runs out a door on the back of the building. I follow, and there’s a sharp hill to the left. He climbs into a barrel that’s beside the hill, and then climbs onto the top of the hill. I follow. Then there’s some time I can’t remember what happens, but we cross a road and there’s a building made of glass, like a green house. We walk in, I’m following K, and he seems determined about the path, like he’s concentrating on it and won’t talk to me. My Mom comes up behind us, and she starts to talk about stained glass and a project she’s working on. K tells me to ignore her and keep moving, but she’s my mom so I talk to her as I walk. She’s saying someone wanted a certain piece of glass because she liked the way the colors swirled in it, but the rest of the class broke it because they all wanted it to. Then when it was shattered the girl couldn’t use it anymore, and it was purple and blue swirled so she thought I’d like to have it. K says NO, firmly, and I have a bad feeling about the whole thing, so I just tell her no thanks. She keeps insisting I should have this piece of glass, and offers to make me something out of it. I tell her the whole thing gives me a bad feeling, and I don’t want anything to do with glass that someone else was wrongfully cheated out of. Then my daughter woke me up.

2-24-12
I didn’t sleep well last night so I only have two dream fragments and no real dreams to write about.
Dream One (Fragment): I was in a store, it looked like our local J.C. Penny at Christmas time, with lots of toys stacked up around the escalators. I was looking at a giant train set, the kind that was made for little kids to ride on. I decided it was too big and too expensive to buy for my kids, so I turn to walk to my right. There’s a table with a group of guys hanging out around it. I stop for a minute to see what everyone’s doing, and they’re playing some sort of card game. My first thought was it might have been magic the gathering, (I’ve never played the game, so I don’t know what it looks like when people are playing) but then I decide that even though all the cards are fantasy like creatures, it can’t be magic because my husband has some magic cards from his high school days and they’re all regular rectangular cards. The cards in this game were shaped like the creatures they represented on top with the bottom being a rectangular section listing the attacks and damage. Someone hands me a few cards and tells me to join in. I don’t know what I’m doing but I decide to try it out if someone will help me. The first card I have is a girl creature. It has a woman’s face and body with blue furry looking hair, wings, and a blue furry tail.

Dream Two (Fragment): I’m viewing this dream from third person, so it’s like watching a tv show or something. I’m watching Angel from Buffy the Vampire Slayer, and he’s in front of a house with a blonde woman in a pink house coat and her little girl who must be 7 or 8. He looks off into the distance where there is a blue and orange flame high above the trees. It looks very unnatural. He tells the woman and her child to go inside and lock the doors, he’s going to check the fire out. She tells him to be careful, then quickly pulls the little girl inside and slams the door. Angel runs at super vampire speed through the woods, and comes out at a road like an interstate or a big highway. There’s a big middle aged man standing next to a car that’s burning on the side of the road. The unnatural flames are coming from the car. The man tells Angel he knows what he is, and he is going to die like the filthy vampire he is. I wake up.