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I had two other dreams, but they're so disorganized that I'm only logging the semi-lucid here. Slept at 2:00 am, possibly very lightly before that, but I was trying out new sleeping positions so it took a while.

My phone was on a pillow and for some reason thought I was in South America. I searched something up on Google and found an article claiming that the U.S. gets the most unpredictable rainfall, with quotes from citizens like, "I was just minding my own business, eating a Chick-fil-A sandwich, and BAM! Hurricane Katrina!"

I somehow ended up at a swim center, sitting on the bleachers outside the pool, waiting for a swim coach to finish up with her students. She was a generous woman and gave out food in trash bags. After I ate mine I was still hungry, but most of the others had name tags so I was hanging around to ask for seconds. I remember one of her students came back and pooped in a bag, offering it as a present, and the coach freaked out.

At some point the bleachers filled with water, so I was swimming around in them, but the lifeguard blew her whistle at me.

"You can't swim while lessons are in session," she said. Then she sighed and leaned back in her chair. "That little kid can't tread water no matter how long she spends teaching him."

I glanced at the coach and the student she was with, my brother's friend Javier. He's not little at all, I thought. He was almost as tall as his dad in elementary school, and even body-slammed me once...

I didn't say anything though, because she might have been referring to my youngest brother N. He was being taught in the other pool and was struggling to tread water at that very moment.

I looked at the sky, and, blending into the clouds, saw a huge illusion of my brother Z. He was foggy and see-through, particularly his arm, but I whipped out my phone to take a picture. The time read 3:27 am and I worried I'd get in trouble for staying up so late. I had the sense that I'd seen illusions like this before that had never showed up on camera, so when this one did, I was quite surprised.

"Finally it's clear!" I exclaimed, but slowly awareness started to dawn on me. "Ah, wait... it's only clear because this is a dream. Yeah, that must be it. Why does this always happen?!"

I was annoyed that I wouldn't be able to keep the pics IWL, but decided it was fine since I could show them off to dream characters instead. Woke up at 3:30-ish before I could, though.

The lucidity level was quite low, and it might've just been the result of my imminent awakening, but I'll take it

I'm in what appears to be a classroom and two lecturers are teaching others how to leave your body via astral projection. I volunteer and soon make my way to the front of the room. I lay down on a mat towad the end of a stage area. My vision soon goes dark and I become lucid. I'm aware that a dream is beginning to form and resolve to maintain my awareness through. I wait as a few visuals begin forming. I see white shoes and then pants as well as a wood floor below me. I begin to hear music and hum along in order to ground the dream. I carefully begin walking in the dream and sense now that I'm fully in my dream body. I think back to Sivason's intermediate skills #1, part 2, and for fun imagine a dream arm coming in front of me and actually feeling the limb moving in front. I'm already freely moving in my dream body but decide to play with it anway. I feel the movement to a degree. A continue toward the end of the stage area and walk down the edge. I begin flying around the area which appears to be a square classroom with wooden floors and wooden desks in roughly four to five rows of six desks each. I fly midway down on the right and sit next to a student working on a project for a moment. I soon get up and decide to fly out of the room, through an upper window on the right side. I quickly phase through and ascend rapidly into the clouds. The dream gets gray and blurry as I enter the clouds, but I'm not too worried about destabilization. I decide to descend thought in order to be cautious. As I come down I see that I'm at some type of campus with dark brown bricks. I fly down to a front area and land on the ground. I look up and see a three story wall to my right as well as a corridor ahead on the third floor with a two story passageway below. I fly forward and up to the third story, turning to my right and viewing long rectangular windows with a light view into classrooms beyond. I head toward the third story overhand and phase through the wall. I end up in an empty classroom with several rows of lab-style workstations. In the back of the room is a single black microscope. I exit the room by phasing through the wall ahead. I then stop and decide that I should work a bit more on phasing through solid objects and think back to the dreamviews competitions. I phase back through the wall slowly and re-enter the classroom. I try more dream control and attempt to use telekenesis to make the microscope explode. I try twice, but it doesn't work. I turn to my right and phase through the wall once again, re-enter the corridor and make my way down to the right. I soon see an elevator on my left and enter to see a girl in her early twenties along with what appears to be her mother. The girl is a bit shorter than me with auburn hair and a fair completion. I smile and nod at the two and wait for the elevator to descend. I soon enter an atrium which is crowded with many DCs. In the center I see a short, chubby DC with dark hair. I float to the bottom level and make my way through a corridor to the right. I see several DCs as well as a tall Indian girl who appears to be a student leaning back into the wall. I move on from this square room down yet another corridor leading to the side exit of a building. I'm soon at the corner of appears to be a city street with a horse drawn carriage in front of me. I decide to try some advanced summoning by creating some chocolate bars. I imagine a simple chocolate bar fairly vividly but it doesn't fully materialize. I try a more complex one with some success, but it doesn't materialize either. I decide to approach the storage section in the back of the horses and anticipate a stash of chocolate bars underneath the burlap covering on the wooden box in the storage. I pull the burlap back and there's a huge stash of two different chocolate bars with vivid wrappers! One type has a shiny silver and dark brown wrapper and looks like a wide Hershey's bar. The other has a near black matte wrapper and looks like an artisan bar. I take a handful of both and begin putting them in my left pocket. I open one bar, turn around, and continue to walk alongside the horse-drawn carriage, next to the driver. I'm walking on the left side of a brick building on the side of the street as I bite into the chocolate bar. I taste the flavors, however they're somewhat more muted than in real life. After a short moment, the dream begins to fade and I wake up.

+ I'm a racer in a 1-on-1 quadracycle snow race. We take off. Soon we are without our vehicles and are just running/skating with our feet on the snow. My opponent is taking cheap shots and cutting me off several times. We're moving at some point really fast uphill despite being on foot. Then I'm at the top of the mountain peak, looking around, it's dark, and in every direction is only super steep slopes, far too dangerous to try to (ski?) down. My opponent is there and mentions some direction but I say "no way, too steep." To show how high we are, I look up and notice the peak of "The Matterhorn" at eye level in the distance. As I'm looking for a path, I hear some rhythmic bumping sound [IWL perhaps dog wagging his tail wacking it on the floor!], and look down and discover a (trap door?) and see that there is a wide level path cut into the side of the mountain just about 10 feet below me, with people easily walking on it, I'm relieved that there's an easy path down and move to go there.

+ [f] There is some competition going on and we have to (guess numbers?) The MC is pushing me for my answer as time is running out. I'm waiting for the results from the web site ("URL cheaters") (or something like that) and my "screen" or "paper" in front of me is all washed out and unreadable. The MC says I can't change my answer from what the site says and I answer "I know that very well!". The number is (25? or 45?)

06-24:
+ Walking up some sort of narrow staircase, there are serving utensils and other things on the wall. On of them is a fancy Victorian silver plate serving fork/pie server, with a wide surface, like mom had. I say "This is silverplate!"

+ [vivid] I'm in a house of (friends?), standing around the kitchen table and the man of the house is sitting there reading a newspaper (I have a rolled up newspaper in my hands?). I start walking with the kids of the house towards the upstairs. On the first landing which is only a 1/2 flight up there is a bedroom/living room, I think (or someone says?) "yeah this room took a long time to finish." Keep walking around / up the stairs and looking in to all the various bedrooms. ("Someone says 'This is grandma's'?). The rooms are all dark. Really feels like I'm there.

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I'm in a new, high-tech startup digital art gallery with a friend. It's small, with a reception desk straight from the entrance, and only a few metres of space on each side. There are fake vines hanging from the ceiling and windows, and fake plants lining the brick walls, giving a very sort of indie cafe look.
There are screens displaying impressionist artworks, mostly Claude Monet. My friend and a few other visitors in the building are looking at these works on the huge screens, and as they do that I begin to take a look around the building. To the right of the reception desk, tucked away in a corner, is a little shelf with a couple of small screens showing fan submitted artworks, each with their own paragraph long descriptions next to them. Most of the drawings are children's drawings submitted by their parents, or amateur paintings/sketches done by visitors. As the drawings cycle through every couple of minutes, I absentmindedly read their descriptions and pick out my favourites from each cycle, until one catches my eye.

It's a small, vertically long sketch with limited colour. Down the middle of the page is a sidewalk with hopscotch on it, outside of a cafe with tables and chairs out the front. On the other side of the sidewalk is lush, green shrubbery. Sunlight is streaming through the leaves and pouring onto the sidewalk in little white splotches. At the top of the sidewalk strolls a young girl in a long white lace dress, with brown hair and a white sunhat. At the bottom of the sidewalk, where the hopscotch is, is two lion cubs playing, one with a sun for a head, and the other with a moon. It is the most beautiful artwork I have ever seen.
Then I look closer at the drawing and see it's been done completely on lined workbook paper, with nothing more than a blue pen and some coloured markers. I'm stunned. Something so engulfing had been done by some student, doodling in their notes, without a thought about it.

As I stare at the drawing, the cycle reloads again, and another takes its place. I panic, I don't want it to go yet, I have to find it again. I try to find an author's name, but the descriptions have cycled out. I go to the gallery's website and find a list of all the authors that had recently been displayed in the fan corner, and find the artist's name. I'm so happy that I get to see it one more time, and then I woke up.

I was actually quite mad that it was a dream. The whole night I thought it was real, and I was just as worried when I woke up that I'd lost the drawing again as I was in my dream, even more so that I would never be able to find it because it wasn't real. But then a few hours later I realised that the artwork I was so obsessed with came from my mind, in my imagination, meaning I would be able to recreate it. I'm so lucky to have the ability to create art, I wish I could live forever so that I could dream and create and dream all over again.

I leave the large building and head into a parking lot. I'm standing in front of my car door on the driver side. I suddenly realize my waking body is asleep and I'm in a different reality. It feels very realistic and I wonder how long I can stay in this reality. I then wonder if I can come back to this place. I get in the car and start driving toward the entrance of the lot. Cars are fitting through metal gates that are swinging open, and begin losing lucidity. I fit my car through and get on speaker phone with a family member as I make a left asking when they're going to be home.

After over two weeks without a lucid, I finally got one! And such a fun one, too! I'm quite happy. Slept at 11:50.

Dream #1 (Fragment, Non-Lucid):
I was at an abandoned carnival and intentionally ruined my phone with "Fn poisoning." I figured it would be fine since my phone sucks and I need a new one anyway, but I was trying to come up with a lie to tell my parental units.

Later J&L and I were talking… (illegible).

I was quite lazy with journaling this dream so I don't remember most of the details. Don't know when I woke up from it either, nor from the next one.


Dream #2 (Non-Lucid):
My childhood friend Mason was in our basement. I hid my discomfort at him being there and tried to act cheery, smiling and chatting with my brothers. Eventually I fled upstairs and looked in the mirror, smiling at myself. A circular piece of purple cardboard was wedged in my gums.

I was terrified, although I had the sense that this had happened before, and went to my mom. Much to my distress, she yanked it out and let it bleed. My dad was pretty mad at her as well. I could feel the air flowing through the wound and tried to assure myself that this kind of injury didn't matter, that lots of people have holes in their gums.

I was taken to the hospital and a doctor offered me three treatment options. One was a full face mask with the label: "Is this fabric bad for your skin? Screw your skin!" Needless to say, I quickly disregarded it.

In the end I selected a nasal spray and felt quite comforted after squirting it into my nostril a few times. (I'd forgotten that the wound was in my gums.)

Then I disappeared from the dream, and the scene switched to a group of teen boys running from the hospital, one of them jumping on the roofs of buildings as they went. The others followed along, but with hesitance, and one nervously voiced his concerns. The boy said it would be fine because they were all sick, citing a time when his poor health scored him a get-out-of-jail-free card.

At some point they were on a bridge and started making up a gay story featuring characters very much like them. One character was described as a "sick boy who plays soccer."

I re-entered the dream and ran ahead of them, toward a hill resembling the Big Hill in my neighborhood. A girl, or rather the silhouette of a girl, was standing there. She was made up of a gradient, flowing rainbow. I was under the impression that she was part of an MV, and I had entered the MV using virtual reality or something.

Since I believed I was an MV, my moves were quite dramatic as I chased the girl around, spinning and doing cartwheels and striking poses. I thought that if I caught her, something special would happen. In the background was a Japanese song with English subtitles singing a song about schizoid issues. The voice sounded like a mix of Raon, Yorushika, and Tsukuyomi's vocalist.

I kept trying to pause the video to figure out how to say "schizoid" in Japanese, which is difficult to do when you're literally inside of it. It wasn't working, but one of the "whoa" vocalizations was supposed to sound similar to it. I thought it was the most accurate schizoid song I'd heard (that intentionally depicted schizoid topics), then thought of another (false?) Japanese song that was a close second. I found it mildly remarkable that they were both Japanese.

I gave up the chase and looked at my wrist, finding a single itchy bump there. The song ended with the girl throwing her hands into the air and the lyrics reading, "The world of human connection is so large." Then I woke up.


Dream #3 (Non-Lucid):
J and I were hunting down a monster. He had been created by some god, with the specific purpose to perform evil acts and kill people. He was also a writer, Herman Hesse I think. I felt bad for him, but he said he was not opposed to killing and requested we exterminate him before he did.

Despite his request, he wasn't cooperating and made us chase him to a large field where families were having picnics. J threw a dagger at him and missed, and the surrounding people murmured excitedly. He shrunk down to plushie size and I grabbed him by the leg and took his gun.

J pinned him down and I said, "It'll be over soon, Hermann."

Then I shot him in the right side of the chest. He let out a long, piercing scream. Then he lay still in quiet agony, tears forming in his anime eyes. I sat next to him to be of some comfort and waited for him to die.

A strong wind suddenly rustled all the trees' leaves, and an ominous presence fell over the area, accompanied by the sound of something approaching. It sounded like an extremely large tractor, but I knew instinctively they were footsteps.

I worried it was the god who'd created him, or perhaps his monster buddies responding to his cry for help, so I bolted. I ran down to a different neighborhood, figuring it was okay to leave J since I was the one who killed him, and therefore the one in the most danger. I decided to stay and listen instead of running farther, but I woke up before anything happened.

When I opened my eyes I saw a cartoonish, squiggling black scribble on the wall. I stared at it for a few seconds, thinking, What a simple hypnopompic hallucination. Then I sat up and recorded the dream at 7:30, doing SSILD as I fell back asleep.


Dream #4 (Lucid):
Don't remember much about the beginning of the dream, just that there was a warrior with long red hair who was being ridiculed for being a woman and wearing a white dress. Then she used transformation magic to form a heavy suit of armor, which was apparently very high-level magic. She walked past them, scowling, and the armor changed back into a white dress.

I entered the dream later. The setting was similar to my house, but somber and monochrome. It was being used as a base for kids in training to become soldiers. I bounded down the stairs and saw chicken on the table, while someone on the intercom kept saying ミート (meat) over and over. I asked one of the kids in charge about it, saying that I thought meat was rare in times of war. He said it was, and that that was all the meat we had. I was displeased by this answer.

At some point had a false awakening. Now I was in the living room with my mom and brother N. My dog Nile was on the couch and my mom patted his chest, asking in an affectionate voice if he would eat his food now. He whined in response, and I was so amazed that he understood her that I laughed out loud.

Somehow we started talking about dreams and I jokingly said, "Haha, what if this is a dream?"

I plugged my nose and was in disbelief when I could partially breathe. You really can be dreaming at any moment, I thought.

My mom and brother exchanged a look, and for a moment I worried that they would turn against me like some other people's dream characters do once they become lucid. (I know this is just a schema.) I brushed off the thought, but by that point my mom had grabbed me by the legs, restraining me.

"Mom, let me go," I said, but she just smiled at me in a way that was simultaneously playful and creepy. I phased through her by imagining myself already in the location of the living room that I wanted to be. It took a couple tries, but then I effortlessly, without even thinking about it, phased through the window onto the balcony. It was so cool, there was a clear visual transition, and I may have felt an interesting sensation as well but I wasn't paying attention to it.

I flew into the air, but it was a little unstable. I wondered if my mind could not properly calibrate my body size, though some part of me knew that was silly. I touched down on my neighbor's deck, looking out at the neighborhood. It was so incredibly accurate—the woods, the path, the wall, the fence, the retirement home. I refrained from thinking about stability and took flight again.

In my peripheral vision I tried to summon a burger in my hand, but it didn't work, so I thought back to that non-lucid dream where I summoned chicken nuggets right before my eyes. I cupped my hands in front of me and visualized a burger. Just like last time, it appeared first as a dark shadow, then an outline, and then I realized I was trying to imagine lettuce and tomato on it even though I don't like veggies. Once I stopped that, the burger formed completely. I thought that if the competition were still going this would have earned a lot of points, but whatever.

I bit into it and said delightedly, "Ha! So much for 'limited meat!'" (Referring to the pre-FA scene.)

I dropped the burger and decided to find J, but didn't want to waste dream time flying all the way to her house. So I called for her, hoping she would appear somewhere. In the distance I spotted someone running down the path. I could tell it wasn't J, but chased after them anyway, for some reason tempted to shoot them down.

I followed them all the way to the road, but they wouldn't approach me, so I intentionally fell off my drone (I was now riding a drone), crying out "Ah!" in hopes that they would be sympathetic.

They were, tentatively coming over to help. It was a young girl, 12 to 14 years old, with short, curly brown hair. I quickly lost interest in killing her.

"Why were you running away?" I asked.

"The drone scared me, I thought it was an attack helicopter." (We were in war times.) "Also, I was getting a very 'predator-hunting-prey' vibe from you..."

We walked beneath a tree, and she explained that she was fighting in the war to strengthen her cheek muscles. I jumped and tore a few leaves from their branches, enjoying my lucidity.

"I thought kids and children weren't allowed to fight in the war," I said distractedly, thinking back to the first part of the dream. "Oh sorry, I meant kids and women."

She shrugged. I clapped her on the shoulder and exclaimed, "Well, good on you! I think that rule is stupid anyway, get stronger all you want! Even though you'll probably be traumatized for life, hahaha."

She smiled weakly. During the conversation we had occasionally been ducking behind cars and running around to avoid bullets and laser beams from attack vehicles.

I asked if she would accompany me to J's house, but she adamantly refused, probably thinking it was miles away. Out of nowhere K appeared, assuring her that it was just down the street. Sure enough, we were somehow much closer to J's neighborhood than before, only having to turn the corner and walk to the end of the road to reach her residence. But before we could, J came around the corner herself! We all called her name in excitement.

"How is she here?" K asked incredulously.

"Because this is a dream!" I replied, then pointed to my old friend S.E. who was passing by. "J loves shooting and killing—J, kill that thing!"

J made finger guns and shot S.E. in the forehead with a chi bullet. She went on to shoot other people, and each time she did, an itchy lump would form on the back of my right hand. I showed it to the girl and explained that it was the result of the dream characters' deaths, as everything in this world was made of my energy.

A small bump formed on my left wrist and I remarked, "Ah, she must have shot in the other direction."

We entered a building, but a black placard above one of the doors reminded me of the dream with Herman Hesse, and I was unsure if I wanted to go in there.

———

When I woke at 8:20 my hand was actually itchy, indented with clothing lines. I'm so happy though, this lucid was long and stable and chill and fun and... yeah Though I did notice all of the dreams were violent and/or stressful in some way. The one with Hermann Hesse was the closest I've had to a nightmare in a long time.

Nothing much happened, but I'll post the notable parts here Entries in quotes are things I actually wrote at the time, either in my DJ or my phone. (Rewrote most of the DJ logs because they're very messy.)

(From 0-30 hours I was at my house, 30-55 hours I was at J & L's house, and 55-59 hours I was back home.)

3:10 am (18 hours): Was paranoid that my brothers were awake, so I lay still for a while and entered a half-asleep state. Felt refreshed when I snapped out of it twenty minutes later.

??? (~19 hours): Was rubbing my ear and could've sworn I heard my mom yelling my name from downstairs. I was terrified she'd somehow heard me moving around or creaking the bed, but I didn't hear her coming up the stairs, so it must have been a hallucination/hypnagogia.

5:23 am (20.5 hours): Fell into the same half-asleep state for the same amount of time, and again felt refreshed afterwards.

6:30 am (21.5 hours): "Tired. Eyes keep unfocusing, can't read. Still feel gross. Closing eyes leads to instant hypnagogia, auditory and visual."

6:45 am (22 hours): Decided to lay down until 7:00, accidentally fell asleep for 10 minutes and had this dream:

I was in a house for a swim team meeting. Kept floating and a little girl was making her bear stuffed animal float as well. I jumped down from a ledge onto the bed she was on, then bounced to the floor.

"Wow, did you purposely avoid my legs? 'Cause that was a close call!" she said. Her legs were curled into her chest underneath the blanket.

"Yeah, I have lots of practice jumping on beds," I said, referring to my brother's.

She pointed to my brother's friend Vinson and said he had a younger brother. I was shocked, and they were amused that I didn't know. She asked if I could go get him and with a sense of deja vu I agreed. I sensed that he had not come any of the other times I went to get him.

Went into a hallway/basement area, was a bit worried because I knew I was sleep-deprived, and even if it was only for 24 hours exposing myself to creepy situations wasn't a good idea. But I ignored it and went on, calling for the brother, "Arglot." (Pronounced Arr-glow.) I heard Valerie [person from swim team] calling for him as well.

Surprisingly, he appeared around the corner and said bluntly, "What do you want?"

To diffuse his attitude, I said in a casual tone, "Your friend and brother… well, just your friend, really, is asking for you."

"Okay, okay, well tell her…"

Forgot what he said. We were going up the stairs and I saw Kira, was thinking about how Arglot looked like her brother Marcus and how I didn't know she and Marcus were related till recently.

I really am clueless, I thought.


7:50 pm (35 hours): J&L and I were watching a movie and I felt pretty horrible the whole time. Wasn't sure if I'd be able to make it through the night. The feeling cleared up after the movie ended.

??? (~41 hours): Briefly fell asleep for ten minutes. J was calling my name but I didn't respond, had to be slapped awake.

3:04 am (42 hours): "Watching Inuyasha but very tired and keep drifting off, was shocked awake by hallucinating my brother's echoing scream/roar."

3:16 am (42 hours): "Keep drifting off slightly and hearing songs before an Inuyasha character speaks loudly and snaps me out of it. Cannot focus on screen, eyes too blurry and unfocused. But I can keep track of the plot."

4:27 am (43.5 hours): "Feels like I fell asleep, but it's just the plot of the anime feeling like a dream."

5:40 (45 hours): J gave up. She was somehow able to stay awake just by lying on her back and daydreaming, though at one point she hallucinated me asking if she was up and mumbled "mmhm" to the air. I was very confused.

9:37 am (45 hours): "...I accidentally fell asleep at 6:30-ish. The experiment is probably ruined but I'll just subtract three hours. Might've had a dream but not sure. Something interesting did happen, though:
"I don't know if this was a dream or hallucination or what, but when I woke up my Chromebook was open in front of me with a bunch of text-to-speech voice options on the screen. They kept playing and it was difficult to move the cursor, but I managed to close the tab. Then I logged out, closed the Chromebook, and placed it on the desk.
"I know the TTS tab was not real because I don't have anything like that on the Chromebook. But it actually is on the desk, which doesn't make sense because I didn't plan to go to sleep and must have fallen asleep with it open on the bed. Well, whatever...
"My eyes are slightly bloodshot. Last night J said they looked purple, like a raccoon."

1:39 pm (49 hours): "I'm not tired, but when I close my eyes I feel dizzy. A throbbing dizziness, similar to that boat-rocking feeling I used to get when I was younger."

8:11 pm (56 hours): "Again, could've sworn I heard my mom calling for me, but it was very quiet and unclear."

9:35 pm (57 hours): "Tired only in my eyes. When my mom asked me for help with something, I suddenly felt a strange, full-body fatigue."


And that's it. The rest of the time I felt fine, sometimes a little tired. I also got a feeling similar to heartburn once in a while, and had a mild headache. Would've done another night if I could spend it at J&L's, but doing it in my shared room with only books and podcasts to keep me occupied (plus trying to stay quiet) is agonizingly boring.

Donkey Kong Country Returns 3
I'm seeing a Nintendo Direct reveal for a new Donkey Kong Country game.
They are showing off gameplay where, based on your score, Cranky Kong will be angry or less angry.
Angry Cranky had red-colored skin and 'anger clouds' coming out of him. Typical styling.
When he is angry, you get negative modifiers, and vice versa when he is less angry.
Mechanics would be locked behind Cranky's current rating of you.
There is a level selection screen and a "Visit Cranky" option on a menu.

1. Sunrise Beach (LD)
I'm lucid inside a very dim room within a house. There appear to be multiple rooms connecting to each other and I start making my way through the rooms hoping the visuals will improve. After a short bit, the visuals dim more and I decide to start visualizing. I imagine some water as well as my body feeling it. Within a short moment, I find myself on the edge of the water at a beach with very vivid visuals. The sand is well textured, and there are two palm trees hanging overhead to my right. I want to play around with increasing clarity, so I look at my right hand in depth as I approach higher up on the beach. I take in the texture of the skin and notice how it looks like real life. I shout "increase clarity now!" twice. The dream maintains solid visuals. I then want to play around with anchors. I decide to get a drink so that I can hold it as well as sip every once in a while. I look to the right and see a street with several cars passing through along with what appear to be convenient stores on the other side. I figure I could just get a cocoa at a cafe. I start flying in this direction, but I wake up.

2. Aurora (LD)
I'm driving a car and suddenly realize I'm dreaming. I set the car on an automatic mode so it'll get to its destination and fly out of the room. I take in the sights and notice a a vivid array of light in the far right, including a full spectrum of colors. It appears like an aurora. I decide to head in this direction as the light may help prolong the dream. I fly in this direction and soon hit a walkway. I decide to work on stabilization, so I look at my hands and take in the life-like texture. I should "increase clarity now!" a couple of times then look at both hands at the same time. This helps a bit as the tan concrete walkway ahead looks pretty vivid now. I fly down in this direction and continue to think about an anchor. I decide on a drink once again, specifically cocoa. The area reminds me a bit of the campus I work at. The pathway continues straight and I head down this way a bit further, on the right side of a brick building. Once the area to my right opens up a bit, I imagine a tumbler of cocoa and it appears in a very wispy outline around the corner. I pick it up and take a sip - it tastes somewhat similar to actual hot cocoa. Two female DCs appear by a tan concrete wall and I quickly scale up the wall for fun. I turn to my right and glide down. I soon have a false awakening in which I pretend that I'm in a lucid dream.

Lost with Uncle
The sky is stormy and red. Lightning flashes across the sky. Similar to Stranger Things.
I'm with my Uncle J. He's driving. We're trying to escape something.
We're at what seems to be a mixture of the road behind my backyard from my childhood home and the biking trail from last spring I frequented.
We encountered an obstacle. There are a few posts around a railroad track, but I can clearly see where he needs to drive.
Uncle J goes the wrong way and gets the car stuck. He handles it, and gets the car out.
But then he goes the same wrong way again.
I try to get him to correct the path, but he seems unwilling to deviate from this loop.
I get frustrated with him.

Tonight I didn't slept well. Maybe 2h of shallow sleep so at day I was very tired. I decided to make 40 min of nap and still I had problem with falling asleep. I slept maybe 10 minutes and when alarm clock woke me up then I decide to stay in bed for longer. Today I had nothing to do so I didn't care. I fell asleep without any problems this time. And I remembered one dream

Dream #1
I woke up in my room. Nothing special happened but I used my foot to pick up some plastic item from box (that box doesn't exist in reality). That item looked like some kind of smartphone/camera holder. I imagineted that I can use this holder to create "dragon ball-styled head computer" (like here https://static1.thegamerimages.com/w...-Over-9000.png ). I put piece of cardboard for meansurments. That cardboard was imitating computer screen and I was checking how much view field it is blocking.
I recognize something weird. I can see through that cardboard. I blink my non-blocked eye for check this and I was right - I can see through cardboard. But in weird way because I was able to see only static elements of my environment If I moved my hand I didin't see my hand. "It looked like my mind memorised my room so much that I can see it, but I'm unable to see moving dynamic objects" I thought. Also my vision through that cardboard was in poor quality "Maybe i'm in dream?" But for some reason I didn't made RC. Next I went out of my room and checked myself in mirror. My face looked pretty normal, nothing special but still I was able to see through cardboard. "Weird" I said

In that dream I was very focused on my vision perception. I'm sure I was close to LD

Three hours of sleep before work, immediately went back to sleep after work. I never plan to, it's just a bad habit and an unfortunate effect from being overworked. If all goes to plan, I'd have a month of 40 hours/week left, hopefully!

Also, I drank more apple juice, two bottles!

I dreamed that we had a school project about New York, and were paired up to do an assignment about New York in Utrecht. This girl was grinding her back against me the entire time the teacher explained the assignment while another teacher tried offering me Disneyland tickets which half of the class had except for me because I was broke. This girl I paired up with briefly looked like my colleague from my job, before looking like this girl from 4th grade that I was constantly beefing with (it was one-sided and I'm very embarrassed about how I behaved towards her) she randomly brought up that I should visit my dad with her and watch his surprise seeing me with her.

We briefly stop at a McDonalds with a terrace looking exactly like this open air club I was at the other day, because she wanted to return food she ordered or something. Meanwhile I'm taking a nap on the backseat of a car I borrowed, but didn't lock. I wake up and noticed that, although no damaged windows, the car was broken into and things beneath the chairs were taken.

I also notice that the car barely starts up and look for a gas station nearby, after my brain errors in my dream and refusing to let me look at my phone screen property with Google maps glitching and zooming in and out too extremely, I finally see a gas station nearby at the end of the park road I was parked in. However a conflict comes up which I have had multiple recurring dreams about: I am left alone with my parent's car at a random place and need to move it, but I don't have a driver's license as I don't know how to drive! I keep thinking about whether I should take the risk and just attempt to drive that last bit of the car and hope I don't get caught if I drive correctly.

I call my mom to explain the situation of me having to move the car. I leave the car behind on the park while another car in the background ironically gets towed, I go to my family home andy mom made a plan which includes a living Golden Retriever dog hidden in a statue made out of apples as a distraction decoy, while a fictional old antisocial neighbour I have gets in the car and drives it away. The neighbour dislikes going outside and this whole detailed plan was made for him to get into the car while avoiding any form of social interaction. My mom then tells me to bring a college essay, I quickly print one before leaving the house.

I for whatever reason had this small model of office buildings in my home office in my apartment where I kept my work supplies, which was a visual I briefly saw moments before realising I was dreaming and didn't have to go through with the extremely detailed plan.

Dream was in Dutch.

I had a dream that continued every time I wake up but because of the extended length of that period it is all fragmented.

I come home with a new super hero themed comic book. I start reading it in bed and the story comes to life with me as the main character.

I have super powers and there is a superhero woman who is guiding me through becoming a better superhero. The only dream power that I remember having is super speed like The Flash. There is a love interest and the characters parents who I have to keep my powers a secret from.

Next fragment I remember is being in a car chase where the character's parnents are in the car.

The last fragment I remember is after the car chase and the character's parents are dead! I put down the seats in the back of the car and try to lay their bodes down carefully. I don't believe they are dead but the teacher supehero lady confirms they are indead dead. I say, "I can run so fast I can go back in time and save them!" and the lady says that it doesn't work that way.

No recall. Bad sleeping habits lately.