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Howzit,

So I found myself in prison one again, I was on the landing just hanging around and wasting time when a guy came up to me, it was Chris Taylor, a lad I went to school with, but as a man..! He was agitated about something, but wouldn't say what, I figured out that he was pissed off 'cos it was my release date and Joy was coming to get me, he apparently had a thing for Joy..! All of a sudden for no reason and with no questioning from myself, the scene changed to a bar-b-q in a very large garden..! It was still in the prison, though it was more like a gated community than a prison..! Someone had made a makeshift fire in a compost bag, with bricks round the outer edge and the coals in the centre..! Suddenly three hefty black guys came along and started shouting about who had stolen their compost..! Brazen as you like, the guy next to me owned up and when they asked why, he said 'well I had a bag of sand to make it in, but I wanted a black bar-b-q'..! They reached over the fence and dragged him over, it was spiked at the top, so this did him no favours, one had a ball hammer and one had a sledge hammer, they took him over the road to a space of waste land where we could all see..! Everyone assumed they were going to hit him with the hammers, but what happened next beggars belief..! They forced him down onto all fours, took the ball hammer, spun it round and placed the but end of the hammer between his arse cheeks and took a swing with the sledge hammer..! They made contact, but not fully and so they tried again, once more they missed, but in the act of trying they were hurting him none the less..! I got up to leave and realised I was still imprisoned, but wanted no more of what was happening, I knew though that if they saw me try to leave that they would then start on me..! I walked to a clear spot, checked no one was watching, then I looked to the sky and took off..! Much in the same was Neo does at the end of the movie..!

I think then that I feel into sleep proper as I didn't wake immediately or at least I don't remember waking..! The next thing I know is the dog waking me for the toilet..!

Prison will now be added to my dream signs..!

Cheers, Nicho..!

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Swapping colour codes Real Life and Dreams

I'd given my Dad my Christmas money to save for me, but when I asked for it he said he'd spent it, which left me no money for Christmas and everyone was going away in an RV, which is strange 'cos I'm British..! We don't really have them here..! I tried to come in through the door and he shut it on my fingers, painfully too and so I started arguing with him..! At this point, my cousin came down the stairs and said I'd have to fight him, at first I was a little afraid, but when I punched him, I knocked him clean out..! My other cousin then came down to see what was going on and said I'd have to fight him now too..! I was more weary this time as he seemed huge to me, but I hit him and ran..! I noticed I had no shoes on and was looking for something to put on when I noticed a pile of shoes, among them were a pair of inline skates..! I grabbed and put them on, then set off down the road, I was very skilled as I flew at great speed..!

I remember my Mother having a house changed up in the back garden, also when I escaped on the skates I came to a fair ground, but it was closed, it's a familiar fair ground dream wise, and the rides are totally impossible and very extreme, I have actually ridden the coaster and it is not to be sniffed at..!

Cheers, Nicho..!

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The past two nights I have slept right through, which is really unusual for me..! Normally I wake up numerous times before sleeping proper, sometimes as many as 8 to 10 times a night, it sounds a lot 'cos it is..!
So anyway, when I wake, I usually use it as an opportunity to WBTB, but sleeping through robbed me of this option..! I'm not too upset, it was nice to sleep for once (twice) and I did still dream..! The mistake I made though was not recording my dream when I woke up..! I still have vague feelings, but no solid imagery..!

I remember there was some flying involved, I'm not surprised I remember that, I always seem to recall flying dreams, my mother was there and so was Joy..! I recall a drug theme, trying to get some, but unable to, which is usually the case..!

So, this entry is just to keep my motivation up (simple continuity), I would normally forget, as I did and then just give up..! I'm determined not to do that this time, we'll see..!

Cheers, Nicho..!

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I guess you get to an age where you no longer have nightmares, just bad dreams or dreams you didn't like. At least that's the way I see it now. So last night, I had a nightmare - bad dream - of sorts.
I went to bed really late, like 3am, woke up around 5am and as I didn't recall any dream for DEILD, I got up for about an hour.

For some reason I found myself in Joanne's house, living there with her, which would never happen in a million lifetimes.

Spoiler for why I hate Joanne.:

Joanne is the mother of my son Jordan, when I was a teen, I was of an unsavoury character and I spent quite a bit of time in prison. Whilst I was in prison, Joanne found a new boyfriend and at some point, she allowed him to beat my son, 2 at the time, to within an inch of his life. He is now a quadriplegic and only just short of brain dead. So I don't know why I would dream of her, let alone be living with her.

So I found myself living with Joanne, but for some reason another girl named Kate, who I was also seeing turned up, Joanne was out and so I let her in, but then Joanne returned. I explained who Kate was and that she was here and Joanne was fine with it - she always was a soft touch - however Kate wasn't too impressed though she made the most of it with a brave face. After they had spoken, Kate commented that she didn't know what to make of her now she knew she was Irish. I explained she wasn't Irish, in fact she was Scunthorpe born and bred, I said that she puts accents on to try and make herself more interesting to other people, to give herself some kind of personality if you like.

I decided to go out on my bike, but for some reason I didn't take my helmet, I had a hooded top on and thought that would at least keep the police off my back. I was speeding down the road when all of a sudden the steelwork of a building with a jet engine in the centre flew past me at incredible speed almost knocking me off my bike in it's wake. As I turned the bend I saw Carl from Poker waving me down and signalling the police were about. I was going quite fast and when I started to slow down, I noticed for the first time that there was snow on the ground and I had to be really careful. I got off the bike and stood talking to Carl and someone who resembled Shackles.
Shackles or his dream equivalent was saying how he rode all the time and how good he was, when I asked him what he was riding though, he said he's retired for now, which I thought was an odd thing to follow up with.

Scene change - We only own a shower and a very small back yard. Since forever, Diesel and Dutchess have been a nightmare to bathe, also not very fond of water in general. Well just recently, the past couple of summers, we've managed to get Diesel in the water with the aid of sticks, which he calls balls and is obsessed with, to the point that recently he has actually been swimming for a couple of seconds at a time. So yesterday was the hottest it's been this year and I got the idea to take them to the lake and give them a good bath. It was quite funny, but I think they actually both enjoyed it.

Joy and I were walking the dogs down the riverside and we found a place to bathe them. Dutchess went first as she is the least bother, usually just stands stock still until it's over, unlike Diesel who fights me all the way. Afterwards she was swimming in the water when she noticed a seal or sea lion, we'll say seal, she got out to play with it. It seemed to get nasty real quick and I shouted for her to come away from it, as soon as I said this, Dutchess turned into a seal, jumped in the water and started to swim with the seal. Joy then shouted that there were at least four or five of them. The whole scene had a feeling of dread about it, I told Dutchess to get out of the water which she did, as a dog again. As soon as the seals left, I got Diesel to come to me, I was stood in waist deep water with him and I was shouting for Joy to look, as I walked about in the water it got deeper and all of a sudden I stood on something sharp, Diesel was now panicking and I had to hold his head above the water and look at my foot at the same time. There was a yellow drawing pin stuck in my foot and it had some sort of logo on it, though I don't recall what.

We left the river side when both Diesel and Dutchess ran off in different directions, we panicked as we watched both of them encounter accidents, I saw Dutchess get hit by a car, and Joy said something had happened to Diesel, although she didn't say what, they were both lying on the floor immobile. Dutchess was crying and trying to move, but she could only inch along the floor on her belly, Diesel was having fits and convulsions. I didn't know which way to run. Diesel was closest by far, then someone shouted that Dutchess wasn't going to make it and I broke off towards Diesel. As I reached him, he was still fitting and as I moved in closer he fell down a shallow hole. I climbed in to get him and I noticed he'd turned completely grey - something I've dreamt before - I picked him up and cradled him, I was crying as I climbed out of the hole and thinking that I now had to get to Dutchess as quick as possible. I set off towards her, but I never made it. I woke proper at 8am shouting out loud "What an awful bloody dream...!"

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Last nights dream was weird in the fact that to me everything seemed to be happening all at once and fast, I can't really put across in words how it felt, but it was like watching a film on double speed with sound at normal speed, but it still making sense, I don't know if you can imagine it, but that's what it was like.

First off, someone was driving me around town and we saw this awesome motor in front of us, it was lowered to the knackers, full body kit, black paint job with full front and back headlight conversions etc...

It was similar to this, just a little more square, it was a beast

As we drove past it, I turned and looked to see Stuart Montanden driving, now that's a name and a face I haven't heard/seen for years, like 20 years or more.

I was dropped off at home where my partner was waiting for me - not Joy - , for some reason she and our next door neighbour were fighting for my affections, I didn't recognise either of them, but I knew them both.

Spoiler for The Circle.:

In Scunthorpe, there's a roundabout that is fairly unique to the UK in that you can drive around it in any direction you wish, it's locally known as The Circle, it's quite large too...

Scene change - I was stood with Barney outside of Henderson Avenue school, just off the circle - see spoiler - and they had built a rail road straight across it, we were aware there was a train approaching and we waited for it to pass, as it came into view I noticed it was tilted onto only one track, but it was natural in the dream, however as we watched, the tilt became more severe and eventually it fell and crashed. It was a massive event, loud and a little scary. I immediately said to Barney that we should go and check for survivors and then ran across the road, I vaulted the divider in the road and then vaulting the fence. As I got to the train I saw it was a mess, I noticed the train operator was already helping the passengers out. I said I'd go in and start getting the others out, I entered the train and as I did I noticed that it was much too large inside than it should've been, just like the Tardis is. The first room I entered was empty and as I walked through, I saw a tool box like a drill box that has the lot, you know the type, all the bits included, I went over to I checked it and I knew that if it was full, I was going to steal it. I opened it up and there was like 2 drill bits inside of it. I carried on into the train and started to rescue the people.

Scene change - same dream - I was stood outside of the train and I saw that my Dad had turned up and was starting to cut through the couplings with a gas axe, I got upset with him as I'd been set to do it when he just turned up and took over. I wiped a window to look inside, there was only one person left and so I left as the operator went in to help them.

I was back on Henderson Avenue when someone called out 'Nicho', I turned and saw an immigrant on a phone, he said "It's him, he answered to his name." He passed me the phone and pointed to a window down the road, I took the phone and looked where he was pointing, I saw curtains twitching, I put the phone to my ear and heard "Did you think we'd never find you again Nicho.?" I asked who it was and he just laughed, so I hung up. I turned to give the phone back, but he was gone so I kept it. (He called me again later in the dream and the exact same thing happened).

My Mum turned up, she asked if I'd decided to move home or not, I said I didn't know. She mentioned she'd cooked some cake, there were clean clothes for me and that she had gotten me some weed.

Scene change - I'm in the room at my parents, I find the clothes, they're all old and too small. I look for the weed, but I trouble finding it, at last I find it and there was shit loads (which as you may know is odd as I don't smoke).

I return home and the two girls are still arguing over me, I suggest that I live with both girls, spending a week at one house and a week at the other. To my surprise and obvious delight, they both readily agree, however they then start to argue about where I start first. The guy from earlier called, I had the feeling that it was something to do with my tome in prison and I start to get worried, I wake up proper at around 8.30am.

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I dreamt about Donna, my sister said she'd spoken to her and that she was going to ask me to move in with her, I was excited at the prospect and couldn't waith to see her. For some reason they were living at my Uncle Johns house. He was kicking a stink up about them wanting more towels, saying they had enough as it was. They were smoking weed through a bong, I didn't want to look like a lightweight and whitey and I said as much, stating I didn't smoke, they made me have one anyway saying that's what you do it for.

Scene change, same dream - We were sat on some steps in town, Donna and another girl were playing a game on the iPad where you take a capture of your subject which then disappears off screen, you then draw on the screen with a temporary marker your clue, pass the device to your opponent who then uses the camera to try and guess what your screen capture was of - already copyrighted - I had a go, there was a statue of a man pointing to the distance and I wrote "Move along people, nothing to see here." Another lad was having a go and the girls left him to it, he made like he'd put the iPad down and got up to leave, I jumped up, grabbed him and started to pat him down. He swore he'd put it behind the door, but I continued to search him until someone said he was telling the truth, at which point I apologised profusely. I went back upstairs, we were about to watch TV. Donna, all shy like, asked if she should lay across my chest, I agreed happily and woke proper with an erection.

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I was an Apache helicopter pilot, I'd just landed near a tunnel in a park, a girl passed by as I was climbing out and said I looked like a dick in my pilots outfit. She then proceeded to share the milkshake she had with 3 other people, I remember thinking 'who's the dick now'.

I was in an open prison, I'd made an order over the internet for a load of Zopiclone. The post came and I got a parcel, the wrapping was clear and you could plainly see the Zopiclone title on the box, I opened the package only to find it full of packs of playing cards. I went to the canteen, but had no money to spend, they told me I'd received a postal order from my sister, I looked and it ws for £31, I neglected to read it again.

I saw a man cleaning really high windows, he was stood on the ground and using a very long pole to complete his task, he looked like he was struggling.

Jud was working a job on a building site, he was really unhappy with his plasterers work, I said I could do better. He asked if I'd done it before and I said no, but I could still do a better job than that. He said he's give me a go.

My partner was out for the night and I fell asleep on the sofa.
I'd done something wrong, although I don't recall what, I was on a boat of some sorts, maybe even a submarine, all of the doors where the rounded type and the walls and floors were metal studded in design. As I walked up a flight of stairs, I noticed a room in front of me with the door open, inside I could see a girl getting ready, she was naked though she made no attempt to cover herself and was completely at ease with her nakedness. As she began talking to me, a guy I hadn't noticed lying on the bed made himself known and it was apparent that he did take offence at her nakedness, what with me being there and all, an argument ensued. At some point during the argument, Martin Ribey, Bri Newby and a group of younger lads from around town came along and took hold of me, apparently I was to be punished for what I'd done - even though I still didn't know what - and they proceeded to hold me down. They put me in a seated position on the floor with one of them holding my arms behind my back from behind. Martin had gone off to gain more evidence and proof of what I'd done and we sat there and waited. By the time he returned, the rest of the group were getting impatient and wanted to give me a kicking. One of the younger lads was getting in my face and preparing to hit me, I was still being restrained and so I said "You're not even going to let me fight like a man then.?" There were like 6 - 8 of them in total, so I guess they figured I had no chance and decided to let me fight. As I was released and stood up, I grabbed the angry lads hair and started to kick him in the face, I had steelies on and so it wasn't pretty, seeing this Martin made a move towards me and so I kicked him in the balls, he doubled over, as he did so I grabbed his hair also and then started to smash both of their faces of each others. Seeing this feat of amazing self defence, the rest of the group turned their tails and beat a swift retreat. I let go of the younger lad as I knew Martin was the one I needed to worry about. We continued to fight until I had him on the floor and was sat on his chest. At this point, he turned into a praying mantis - I know right - and so I started to punch him in one of his eyes until it exploded at which point my partner returned home and woke me.

We had a cup of tea and a fag, then went to bed around 4.30, she got in at around 3am and so I figured an attempt at WBTB wouldn't be a bad idea apart from the fact I'd interacted with her quite a bit, although I was still tired and sleepy, anyhoo, I dreamt about Diesel and Dutchess, I was out walking with them and we went to the shops. For some reason there were a lot of people there from a circus and all had different animals with them, there was a guy with tigers, I saw a rhino and an elephant, the types you'd expect to see, Dutchess was in her element and all of a sudden she ran off barking after a stoat. It jumped into the water and Dutchess wont go in deep water, at this point I noticed a man swimming with dolphins and I knew that if I slapped the water or knocked on the bank, they might come over to me, so I started to slap the water, it felt awkward and so I began knocking on the bank instead, as I'd thought, one of the dolphins came over, the weirdest thing is, it was like I was blind and I couldn't see the dolphin, no matter how I tried, I could feel the texture of it's skin and even felt it's tongue, but try as I might, I couldn't see it. I tied the dogs up with a kindly old man who said he's be happy to watch them for me and I went into the shops. I woke up proper at 8am.

I was inn some sort of casino or strip club, it was very exclusive. I was already drunk after playing poker and so I booked a room, put some cash in my pocket and then left the rest and my card in my room, there were 4 of us, 2 girls and 2 boys, I don't recall who. One of the girls was making out with another girl and so not to be outdone, the other girl in our party whispered a proposition to the waitress who nodded in agreement, she then proceeded to dip her fingers in her drink, put her hand up the waitresses dress and started to pleasure her, everyone was so shocked that the room fell silent as we all watched as she brought her to orgasm. I lost my room key and when I approached the manager, he offered no assistance, stating that I could just say I had a room, even though I'd signed a register and the 3 others iin my group also had rooms.

Scene change.
I'm walking down a riverside and as I observe, I see a large dark shape moving beneath the surface, I considered altering my course but it disappeared and so I continued on, I then thought that if I stood on a wasps nest and had to jump in the water, I'd maybe have that to deal with then, so I was at a loss as to what to do. I also thought that if I jumped in the water, the wasps would just attack Joy, even though she wasn't there and I'd have to climb out again to rescue her. I woke up to Joy asking me "Do you want one of these snickers?" She stated she never spoke, I was starving and so I went downstairs for a bowl of cereal.

Scene change.
I was in a snooker hall or at least some place that had a number of snooker tables, I was waiting for a game, Matty Walker was there and we were eating curry, hot curry. When a table became free and I started to get the balls out, I noticed that they were all brown, I went round the other tables and collected all the right balls for a game.

Scene change.
Joy and I were jogging (yeah right) along a sloping path with a high drop to one side, I'd decided that when it was low enough, I was going to jump down and get a lead on her, as soon as this occurred to me, Joy jumped down, it was way too high and she landed awkwardly on her ankle and fell, she didn't yell out or cry (yeah right), but she said "I think I've twisted my ankle. I told her to pull up her tracksuit leg and her bone was literally sticking out of her leg.

Spoiler for Broken ankle:

Similar to this, but higher up...!

She then proceeded to wiggle it about with her hand saying "Do you think it's broke?" I woke up proper.

On a side note, I've just noticed how my recall is getting better...!

Ok, so last night was a weird one, I fell asleep listening to binural beats, when I say fell asleep I was actually trying to WILD and I was experiencing hypnagogic imagery, I kept myself on the border of sleep and consciousness for quite some time until I found myself dreaming, but aware of the fact, however no matter what reality checks I performed I could not get lucid, I guess this may have been a false lucid, I was running through corridors with the feeling of being chased, no so much by people, more by hands in the dark and a feeling of dread. I tried the finger through the hand, trying to fly, holding my nose and breathing, even reading posters on the walls that appeared as soon as I thought I needed something to read and all the time I was aware it was a dream, but I knew I wasn't lucid, at one point I woke trying to push my finger through my hand IRL. I don't understand how it is that I knew I was dreaming, but didn't become lucid or if I was in fact lucid, it's nothing like what I expected, it was poor quality pirated VCR at best -

Spoiler for Spoiler for you youngsters:

I actually use to have one of these...!

Finally I fell asleep proper.I dreamt I'd gone to see my aunt, who passed many years ago, I had to stay in a hotel or hostel, I put all my belongings in my room, including my cash and cash card and left to go to the bar. I met a young girl and we hit it off straight away, the dream turned erotic, I wont go into detail, use your imagination, but for some reason, my aunt took offence to this fact and started to kick off that I'd come to see her and all I wanted to do was fuck every girl I could find, which I found amusing to the point that I couldn't stop laughing, she rallied a large group of people up against me and we both had to leave in haste, we jumped on a bus thinking it would take us out of there, but then it turned out it was going right back again. I decided to take control of the bus and entered the cab, there were no controls whatsoever. I figured it out that the true cab was above the one I was in and proceeded there. The door was locked and when I tried to gain entrance, the driver stopped the bus in the middle of a roundabout where the police were sat, not doing anything in particular, just chatting to some people. They saw the bus jerking back and forth as I tried to work out the controls, but did nothing, just sat and watched. Once I figured out the controls and started to drive away, I realised I'd left my cash and card in my room and stated to all on the bus that we were going back - apparently it was a hell of a lot of money - to which the girl I'd enjoyed earlier had objections to. The passengers weren't happy either and so I had to go it on foot.
I don't like to disappoint you, but the rest has gone, just remember waking up to my alarm.

I went back to sleep as I'd set the alarm for my partner to get up early not myself and I dreamt again, in and out of conciousness, but I have no recall.

I wanted to get the first part down more than anything, if anyone has any opinions about what I experienced, I'd love to hear them, as I said, the whole time it was happening I knew I was dreaming, it was almost like a successful WILD and falling at the last hurdle, getting up and falling again and again etc.
I've tagged it as both lucid and non lucid as I really don't know.

Cheers,
Nicho...!

Last night, well more like this morning I woke up, not during a dream though, however I thought I'd get up to attempt a WBTB, it didn't work. I did have a very long and vivid dream though, some I remember well and some just fragments, it went as such.

There had been a murder, I didn't know who the victim was or why they'd been killed, but I was on site applying for a job as a telehandler driver - had an interview irl a couple of days ago - and I saw that the Lightman group were on the case, Cal approached me and asked me if I'd like a job with him - BONUS - of course I said no way loser. As if, I jumped at the chance. So he gave me a mobile phone and told me it was his secret to telling if people were lying, what you did was start an app before the questioning and leave it in your pocket, as the questioned were answered, if the person was lying, get this, it set of a screeching alarm that could be heard from like a mile away. I wondered why it wouldn't just discreetly vibrate in your pocket to which Cal said "It's my app, it'll do as I want." I made no argument.

This is where it gets a bit weird and fragmented. It was lunch time and everyone was leaving, I went to put on my boot - were on site remember - and I couldn't find them. So off I go, barefooted looking for my boots, I searched everywhere, found ones that were too small or just single ones and then, along the roadside I found a display, it was of Frankenstein, he was about my size, so you guessed it, I decided to steal his boots, apart from they were alligator skin, pointed toe ones and as I was taking them off his feet a van pulled up. I acted as innocent as I could and they make the observation that people normally try to steal them, which put me off due to guilt. My phone rang, I was Cal, I couldn't hear him in the slightest - I wonder if that's a dream thing, has anyone had a clear phone call in a dream? - so I hung up. He then messaged me, which was also garbled although I got the jist that he was going to let me go already, so I messaged him back saying that he could use his gfeat app to tell if I was lying. I hung up and continued searching for him, my phone rang again and I woke to my alarm going off. Make of it what you will.

I was at poker last night and I had quite a lot to drink. I didn't dream (that I remember), but I did win poker. Both the league game and the cash game.

So last night I had sporadic dreams, though they we're quite vivid, what I can remember. I went to bed around midnight and due to the fact that on Friday night I got totally leathered, I didn't dream, so hoping to rebound early on, I attempted to WILD. Now I'm wondering if trying to WILD at bed time is detrimental, because I failed to fall asleep for quite some time, at least 90 minutes as I remember the Isochronic tones video ending. Anyhow....

I remember helicopters small remote control helicopters, I had my own and a friend up the street had his own, but I didn't have the remote unit, I waited until he went out and I went to his and took the one he had. I flew my helicopter until I lost control and then I returned his remote unit. Then I remember walking between full sized helicopters, but they had open cockpits with weird controls.

Scene changes, I'm at some water sports resort and I see a jet ski on the waterside, I go up to it to have a look and someone tells me you can hire them for £15, so I go in to hire one and the woman complains that it's nearly closing time, I make a fuss that it isn't actually yet closed, so I should be able to rent one, my logic wins out. However I have to go and get a wet suit from my parents and when I get back, she is not happy. I know I use the ski, but I don't recall it. There were sharks in there somewhere too, but I forget.

We're in a large castle, which is weird as I just read the Dream Views Academy thread on Thursday, though I don't know if this was it, I'm sure it facilitated the dream, but it felt more like Hogwarts and I think we were looking for Harry, I know, but like I've said before, I can't help what I dream, that's what I'm here for. So at one point, we were sat with his father at a dining table and I was asking him if he cared enough to go after him and he wasn't, nor did he care he felt that way. So we left, (we being me and random DC's) to look for him, as we went from room to room, the feeling of urgency grew. After a short search and thinking we'd found him in bed, but it being someone else, a goblin type creature appeared and said he could help, so we went with him through a door that lead out onto a dirt street, at the end of the street, a large group of assorted creatures were playing a particularly violent game of rugby (I was meant to go to the pub with mate yesterday to watch England and Wales, but I didn't go), the goblin creature said we needed to get dirtied up so as to blend in with the crowd, so we got down on our knees and started to wash ourselves in the dirt, I got gravel and sand in my nose and throat which made me cough and choke. I woke up coughing.

Side note to self...Maybe give WILDing a break at bedtime, I'm probably wasting my time anyway. Concentrate on DEILDing and WBTB, at least until you get some progress and achieve at least one lucid dream.

No recall today. I woke up at 8am and went back to sleep for an hour, I remember that I did dream, however I didn't remember until an hour or so later and I have no memory of what the dream was about.

Maybe tonight, fingers crossed.

I was just driving round the streets, like cruising as a youngster, Spacey's mates were around, one was a black guy we'd scored off before, although I didn't recognise him, he looked like Bob Marley and we stopped to pick him up. There was some more driving and interactions that I can't recall. We were in Spacey's house, in his room and doing coke on a small table, it was my bedside table, but it was Daz's room, we had the lights out to avoid being caught out by the girls. Spacey was moaning about the amount of coke I'd given him the week before and I was trying to explain that someone else had sorted it out and that I had just brought it to him. The other guy in the room was the one with the coke now and I got the feeling that I was going to have to pay if I wanted some.

Note for the next part of the dream.
I went to bed listening to Lucid Dreaming Binural Beats by Slash112, which, if you've listened, has the words, "The next time I am dreaming, I will realise I am dreaming, am I dreaming, is this a dream."
So we had the TV on and it was a report about a boy who had witnessed his father taken away by spirits, the tones were playing as a backing track to the report and the boy kept repeating the words from the video. This was very intrusive and I actually woke up, turned the video off (I had it on repeat) and immediately returned to the dream, albeit without conscious thought, effort or indeed awareness (a good sign though I hope). Sasha came in the room and caught us doing coke and started to kick off that we were shady, so the guy said she could have some. Due to the fact we had now been sussed, Daz said "You'll all like this with the light on, won't you.?" to which we were all agreed. Sasha was bent over him doing a line and he was encouraging me to check out her ass.

He then got out his application for nuclear power security clearance and was showing it off, bragging about how hard it had been to pass and that he was going to be on really good money from now on. The other guy asked Sasha if he could stay the night and she seemed concerned about his reputation spoiling Daz's security status, I felt she should have been more concerned about my reputation for some reason, although I don't know why. She made sure he knew they would be "shaggin" and did he know the rules. He joked that the rules were to join in. I woke again and got up for 20 minutes to record my dream.

I have woken from dreams multiple time over the past two days now, something which I didn't do before, I am hoping this is a sign of progress.

I returned to bed. As I lay there I felt the room spinning, much like it does when you're inebriated, I'm wondering if this is a good sign. Regardless, I tried to use it and imagined myself spinning with it, my legs felt disassociated from my body and I thought at the time that I was achieving something, however I fell into sleep without memory, I dreamt again.

Martin Ribey had gotten out of jail and was hanging around, I was worried about him stealing my new bike, in the dream he knew I suspected him of stealing my first bike and he was acting all shady about it, I tried to lose him in the streets, I started to parkour to get away from him, but he could do it also, I doubt either of us can, I know I can't.

I found myself with Joy and we were going to swim in a river, Joy jumped in, but it was very shallow and she hurt her feet. I was really nervous about jumping in, but after Joy checked the depth, I did a bomb into the water. At one point, I was at Joy's parents house to pick her up and whilst I was waiting for her, I got something we needed from the kitchen drawer. Her Dad then came down and said he'd get it for us, for some reason I didn't mention I'd already got it, when he couldn't find it, I gingerly admitted that I had already got it, at which point he kicked off, even though it was an innocent act, he got so mad that he asked me to leave. I then woke proper.