dream fragment

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
Another vivid dream. The contents of the dream left something to be desired though. This came after a short WBTB that I did, which involved getting a glass of water from the kitchen and then returning to bed. I also did a few finger-counting RCs in the interim.

It was the middle of the night, just like the WBTB I had just performed. The lights in the house were off, and the only light came from some outside lamplight that was spilling through an external glass mural along the stairway in my house. The stairs were lighter hardwood than in real life. I remember walking down the stairs from the middle landing and briefly thinking that I could be dreaming. I did a finger-count RC and counted five fingers. Nope, not dreaming. I observed my hand and it looked smoother than normal, as if there wasn't much texture on the skin and fingernails. The fingers were also a bit pudgier than normal, but I didn't notice this until I woke up. I continued walking down the stairs and the dream faded.

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I was in my mom's minivan, which was a silver Toyota Sienna minivan. It was off, unmoving, and situated in a parkade - one of those multi-story, concrete lots that have ramps to go up to the next level. It was dark outside, and there was only one dim light on in the van - one of the ceiling lights between the driver and front passenger seat. I could see a few street lights that were on. I peered out the window of the van, down the parking lot and into the night for a few minutes, looking at the sidewalk and how quiet the street was. Nobody was walking home from work, or going places. I enjoyed the emptiness and quietness. Eventually, I reached down under the seat I was sitting in - the passenger seat - and pulled out a small ziploc bag with a whole wheat sandwich inside. I never got around to eating it before the dream ended.

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

It was late at night. The street lights on the road were dim, not bright like they should have been. My father was driving his car, a black 2009 Infiniti with cherry accents inside the interior, at around forty miles an hour down this two-lane road. I was in the passenger seat.

After a few moments of silence, I began to talk about hallucinogens.

"I can enter a state of sleep paralysis using them," I told him. "It's pretty cool. You should try them sometime."

I've never used hallucinogens before and don't plan to. But this dream fragment still shocked me a little bit!

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

This was a false awakening. I woke up in my bed, not lifting my head up more than a few inches. It was dark in the bedroom, and I couldn't see anything but the faint outlines of my wooden dresser and night table. There was a slight light bluish wash over the room that came from a small rectangular window above my bed, but this didn't make the location any lighter.

I looked at my alarm clock, rather groggily. The glowing red numbers read 7:40, which was much later than I normally wake up.

"Crap... I'm late for school... Why didn't my alarm clock go off...?"

I just shrugged it off and put my head down into the pillow again, closing my eyes.

Within moments I woke up for real, and this time the clock read 6:15.

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I was in my school, walking through the back door with one of my friends. I've described the building a lot in previous dreams, but to make a long description short, it's basically a huge long atrium with light walls, and a glass triangular roof which lets in a lot of sunshine during the day. The floor is eggshell blue tile, and there are some light-colored tan brick pillars. At the back of the school there was a double door with huge glass panels so you could see through it. Once you got inside these, there was a mat and then another set of doors side by side.

We walked through each of these without pressing a special button - there is security on the campus and you have to push a button for them to open the door for you, but this wasn't the case in the dream.

As for my friend, she's the kind of goofy person who's always seen with food, whether it be mooched off of someone else or bought herself. I happened to be carrying a monetary bill of some sort, which I felt in my hand but never actually saw. It felt thicker than most bills. She stopped and said, "Puffin, can you get me a croissant?"

"Sure."

We started to walk down the atrium, past the classrooms with the closed eggshell blue doors, and then I suddenly had a croissant in my hand, surrounded by a folded napkin. It was a seamless change.

"Here." I gave it to her.

She replied, "nah, I already have one." There was nothing in her hand, though, nor anything to suggest she had bought one.

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I was standing in an Italian-style alley. There were a few nondescript people walking down it.

Overhead, ten feet above my head, was a thick stucco bridge that joined the second floors of the two sides together. I looked up at the bridge, then down the alleyway, and saw a train coming at me. It was a red one, fairly boxy. However, it wasn't coming at me head-on; it was perpendicular to me, facing the wall. Because of this, there were only two cars that would fit in the alley. It started to accelerate towards me and I ran at it, punching the train a bit closer to the right-hand side. The metal sheared and broke where I impacted it, and the two sides of the train flew past me.

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I was on the side of a moderately inclined mountain, the same steepness of a Hawaiian volcano. It was rather large.

It was covered by small rocks about the size of quarters and toonies, and they were black and irregularly shaped like black granite rocks in a garden. I was standing on the mountain with a few other unidentifiable people.

There was patches of fire coming out from in between the rocks, and we were swiping more rocks over top of the fire to put it out. I did this for a few of the patches, but then I saw the fire was just coming through the rocks again. The fire was very realistic, even if there wasn't that much of it.

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I remember being in a darkly-lit toy store, arranged like the electronics section in a Toy's R Us store. There were tall, thin dark gray shelves with hooks, from which hung trading cards, backpacks, and other paraphernalia. I remember opening a pack of pokemon cards and reading the actual names of pokemon, but while the artwork on the cards were accurate, I've never seen that artwork before in real life. Unfortunately this is all I can remember.

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
In real life I have a Chamilia charm bracelet, which is similar to a Pandora bracelet. The bracelet has a charm made from lavender-coloured glass, and a silver charm shaped like a sunflower, with gold accents.

In this dream fragment, my bracelet was the same as it was in real life, or at least very similar. I had taken the bracelet off and was putting new beads on it. These plum-colored glass beads were more than twice as small as they should have been. They were tiny. Even though the bracelet itself was a thicker one, and the holes in the beads were tiny, they slid right on. Physics definitely didn't apply in this dream!

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I was in some dimly lit small room with my friend, and I was holding my ipod touch. She wanted to look at it, so I entered the unlock code, and she was able to scroll through the music. She tapped on the artist "Coldplay", and it went to the list of songs I had of theirs on my ipod.

However, it only showed "Clocks", and I remember distinctly reading that word. She asked, "that's all you have?" and I looked at it. The other two songs I had on it loaded within a few seconds; one appeared and then the other a few moments later.

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
Today was the first day of school.

I was in a casual restaurant like the kind you'd find in a hospital. I was eating some butterscotch pudding with my dad, and I suddenly felt a lump in my mouth. Without hesitation I spat it out onto the table, and then went to the restroom. I spit out at least five different bees. They were tiny, around half the size of a thumbtack, and they fell into the sink, unmoving and presumably dead.

Type: regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I have to stop going to bed so late, my recall is suffering...

In this dream, I was on a computer. I was sitting in a chair inside some form of wooden cabin sunroom, and I was working on a website. The page looked normal, but there was a big fat bar at the bottom, like the status bar in Internet Explorer but thicker and had a number in the lower left corner. It was currently at "0.00", probably gauging money or something.

I closed the page I was working on, and the number changed to "-44.00", as if I were in debt for closing the page! I looked away to get something, and the number changed once more, becoming somewhere in the -200's. I remember flipping out because I didn't have the money to pay, and my mom would be so mad at me if she were to find out. What would I do?

Type: DILD.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I was so tired last night after dance and stuff, which probably accounts for the lack of detailed dream recall.

I was standing in the middle of a square room with white walls. It was pretty empty, but there was something like a television on one wall. I became lucid and tried to ground myself in the dream, but I already felt the lucidity waning. "Stay lucid," I said to myself, but it faded.

I again realized I was dreaming after a few moments of walking around the room, but again lost it, even when stopping and really stabilizing and trying to think as much as I could.

Type: regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
I've been going on ebay and kijiji a lot over the past few days, mainly to set up accounts for selling my artwork.

All I can remember about this dream is that I was in front of some computer, and joined an art forum that had the same color scheme, except lighter blues, as Dreamviews. People would post their artwork in threads and ask people to rate them. I made a post in the newbie forum, and apparently I'd joined a few years back but didn't remember it. People said welcome back and stuff (even though my username was probably different). On the main page of the forum, there was a sidebar that said "site leaders", and there were three different icons of dragon heads; next to each image was one name.

Type: regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I was in a convention center with pretty high ceilings; it actually looked like an art gallery. The floors were yellow cream tile, the walls white, and the lighting was coming from many light bulbs in circular encasements right in the ceiling.

There were two floors to this building: the main floor, and the basement. The main floor was of the layout described above, but the basement was mostly shiny beige-painted concrete, and had a much lower ceiling, only around ten feet from the ground. I was taking an escalator down to the basement, and while I was standing there, going down, I was going over some sort of plan. "Build" is the only word I can remember, but it definitely wasn't anything bad.

On the way down I saw Gilbert Huph (Mr. Incredible's boss) sitting on the escalator rail, going up, while I was going downwards. He looked at me and said, "did you just say bomb"? I didn't, so I spent a few moments saying "no" and trying to convince him. Ultimately he just laughed, hopped off the escalator at the end, and walked away.