I've been playing around with moving and talking during hypnagogic and other dream-like states (in addition to dreams). What I've found so far is that the mechanism that controls your waking body does not automatically wake you up. These seem to be two separate mechanisms. More coming soon.
Updated 11-30-2022 at 12:35 AM by 99032
non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP Working as a maid at the mansion of some filthy rich dudes. Some alarm goes off and they go around looking for something suspicious, but no one can't find any intruder. But I spot him. He is dressed as the help and considering this is a huge palace with dozens of employees, no one pays attention or noticed he is not one of us. But I see him robbing silver and gold stuff, sneaking from one room to another. I follow him into an office and he realizes that I've figured it out. But he doesn't feel intimidated, he notices I am not yelling to denounce him. He just nods his head like saying "Go ahead, serve yourself of some to." and I do! I rob a bunch of gold necklaces and other jewels, wrapping them in table cloths and right under the nose of the bosses, hide them in my pockets. I then follow the other guy trhough a window to the garden and we leave. Looking at a mirror and instead of my face, I see my guru reflected on it. And he looks pretty aware that I am seeing him. Then it gets weirder and I have trouble explaining it in a 3 dimensional way, but it is like he is also holding another mirror in front of him and his reflection is me. And we are both aware that I see myself as him and he sees himself as me, but not straight up like a mirror image and more like a mirror within a mirror thing. Then I am suddenly not myself and I am some tibetan lady in the past with an intricate hairdo with really long braids with beads and other decorations. While I admire the intricacy of it, someone comes in the room and refers to me as princess.
BT 22:40, took a while to fall asleep since L was reading and moving about OOB 06:55 awake 05:45 (fell asleep for a short while, one more dream) 22mg L-theanine, 1g GABA before bed 3g glycine, 1g L-tryptophan about 21:30 or 21:00 2 prior wakings with zero recall. A bit unusual, usually I'll have some memories in the 2nd waking. But I'm not delving for recall now before the 5 hrs waking. very hot night, had to take off the blankets. earlier (~ 0545) + hanging out with a male (movie?) star of some sort, he's talking about his girlfriends, he says "You think (they, referring to some other girls) are mine? Psh. They're like 41B [breast size] at most" that gets me thinking about bra sizes, what would be big? 44DD? Then I see the two who *are* his GFs, they are sitting on each branch of an L-shaped branch. They are indeed heftily endowed in the chest department. They're bouncing on their seats which causes their breasts to bounce around, too, and I see that their tops are slightly see-through to the point where I can fairly clearly make out their areolas/nipples. Move on down the street, I'm with friends, we're approaching a sort of cliff in front of a very large canyon with rolling hills/mountains below that extends far into the distance. It is night time. This is a flying-dinosaur-riding area, I say "I hear that it's really cool to do this at night!". I go up to a promontory area sticking out into the canyon and want to show off for my friends that I can fly/glide, I'm intending just to step off over the canyon and glide right back to them standing nearly at the edge. But a group of people get in the way and block my access to the edge. They're young men, they're jostling around, and just won't get out of the way. Then we're inside a room, and the guys sort of shuffle away, but one of them hits a light switch (but not the right one?). I also punch a light switch right next to it on the wall + in a group of young people sitting around a long (picnic-style) table [DREAM SIGN], we're joking, one of the girls has offered me to eat a crayfish/lobster, which I jokingly protest, saying "I'm not going to eat this! Too many legs! And there are people who eat the heads, I understand it tastes like sh*t!" the girl is laughing with me. I've been introduced to some girl (April? August? [Some "A" name apparently a month!]) in this group, and I want to ask her our (propose to her?). Then I remember L, I think she'll be pretty upset that I propose to some other girl, she was probably expecting that I would propose to her instead. last: + walking F dog, he runs off into the distance, something has attracted him, I pull him along not wanting to find out, but a group of small dogs appear and all run to us, so F must meet them. We're at the base of a slide, we're walking up the slide, I'm pushing a cart, and people are in my way, I ask the person in front of me to step aside (?) so I can go by. Push through some door into some building(?) + in the CS department, walking through an office area, on a desk to my right I see an old classic mac setup, I go and (get some papers?) and return by the mac where two guys are fiddling with it, I punch the eject button on the (CD? disk?) it pops up, I push it back in. I move on. I look at the papers, (it's a grad school application?) I'm looking at the fields that need to be filled out, most are empty, one of them is titled "Admin" (?) which I interpret to mean it is the professor who is recommending me. I head back in to the office to get my professor to sign it, but I think that perhaps this needs to be signed by someone other than my advisor, and I imagine my advisor would just ask one of his colleagues to sign it.
I think you are missing the point about my Jungian exegesis here, VVilliam, and I do think your point is not valid in the slightest. Okay… VVilliam pokes at the fire and ponders upon what Summerlander tells him...and he reaches into the depths of his Cloak, he withdraws his Journal Experience Tablet. Activating the JET, he then places the word "okay" through the word-value algorithm and adds the result to his data-base...he then reads the results aloud, looking up from the screen and observing for any reaction from summerlander, after saying each word Earth Yes. There it is...VVilliam is not surprised Six Heart VViliam thinks of the six heart virtues...Wingmakers are never far from the action... What Now Nods VVilliam wonders if something similar might be what Job said to his God Okay... Create Form Ship Some Speak Elohai Abracadabra VVilliam thinks of the meme "I'm not saying it was Aliens" and smiles to himself...he looks up at the night sky and feels like he is sharing in a rather elaborate - well concealed - cosmic prank... I don't see the Biblical parables as objective realities, I see them as psychological events. VVilliam wonders if Summerlander is taking the micky with his remark re "psychological events" He searches for meaning in the word and gets two hits. One reads "of, affecting, or arising in the mind; related to the mental and emotional state of a person." and the other "(of an ailment or problem) having a mental rather than a physical cause." He finds the Word-Value and adds it to the list. Possible Clues... The Spirit of The Earth Well That Settles It Ian and William Play chess Unknown/Hidden/Occult Shallow is Unknown Neruda Interview Five The Plateau of The Same Page Present over perfect Psychological events Job precisely came to the realisation that just being a good person isn't sufficient! VVilliam continues to do Word-Values as Summerlander talks. The results are interesting. A drop of consciousness in an ocean of tears Just being a good person isn't sufficient He matured from a phase where he thought just being good before an invisible/imaginary heavenly father would be enough to impress to a more realistic and pragmatic outlook about the world where the goods to be reaped from the land aren't going to sow themselves, so to speak—and he was happier for it as evidenced by the tenfold prosperity that unraveled post-realisation. His experience precisely made him develop a thicker skin after the calamitous events (proverbially, Satan's input) in his life and he only got 'closer to God' in the sense that he improved his relationship with the world around him (as it is said, 'God is everywhere'). Summerlander pauses and VVilliam takes the opportunity to speak. VVilliam: Job realizes the God is real but not in the way he had previously imagined. Perhaps Job realized that The God he was interacting with, was the planet itself? Or perhaps only we in today’s world can really get a bead on that, since we now have pictures of the planet, from a spaceman’s perspective. In reality the journey continues because none of us really know The God sufficiently outside of our own imaginations. At least the Earth is real enough – never to mind the rest of the universe… I see that you've smuggled in 'lack of empathy' as if it's anywhere near the same ballpark as 'developing a thick skin'—it isn't. VVilliam carries on with his calculations Astral Guides Etched mirror Healing The Beast Contact With Satisfaction Three In A Row Small Steps Divine Sound Fingerprint A rock and a hard place Balance of power “Moonchargers” Mindfulness In the moment Heaven on Earth 'Lack of empathy' Just because someone is an atheist doesn't mean he or she lacks empathy any more than being a Muslim automatically aligns your beliefs with the intolerant and psychotic ISIS ideology. In fact, many serial killers exhibit religious beliefs and yet lack empathy for everybody else. Ancient Grey Entity If In Doubt Let It Sit Nazi Space Program Agenda Independent from what? Conspiracy theory Monkey See Monkey Do When things fall apart The Undiscovered Self 'Developing a thick skin' Do you honestly believe that all atheists necessarily lack empathy and that they are all crying at the prospect of death being final? VVilliam clears his throat and then answers. VVilliam: I honestly do not know what all atheists are doing…the ones I have met seem to be as unique to their own sense of self as all the non-atheists are. Identify any ‘atheist’ in the story? Certainly not The Devil! More calculations - additional data Anticipating that this will prove to be helpful to the science Perhaps we can deconstruct some of these pernicious views. Identify any ‘atheist’ in the story? Certainly not The Devil! Bearing in mind what happened to Job, I'd like you to picture such scenario happening to you, only you discover that the disease you've been infected with and the torture and murder of some of the people you love and care about were the result of a bet that your father had with some nefarious agent. You confront your father and demand answers only to hear him say that you weren't around when he made a home for you and your siblings and that you are not wise enough to comprehend his actions. Would you bow down to your father and call his actions caring? VVilliam doesn't hesitate with answering summerlanders question. VVilliam: I would respect his position immensely and bow to that – the 'bowing' would be symbolized within the actions of showing respect. I would also have further questions... Questions as such a Son might be permitted to ask and be graced with answers. What is a poor boy to do, faced with such factuality? I might also ask “how thick do you want my skin to be?” but would be smiling as I did so… VVilliam places another log on the fire and takes a sip of his cooled-down brew. Then he taps on his tablet screen, busy adding results to his JET. Love Life Pyramid Being Born Respect Tricky Symbol Compass An Elder Race Stone Age Integral ...of said agenda... Lift your gaze from the fire The Human Form as a Means to an End Memorandum of Understanding ...but would be smiling as I did so… Reminding one of how it all started and the different stages one goes through. Questions as such a Son might be permitted to ask and be graced with answers Somewhere in the small grove of trees, Te Ruru calls...and the sound brings a smile to VVilliams thick-skined face... I think you are missing the point about my Jungian exegesis here, VVilliam, and I do think your point is not valid in the slightest. ----------------------------------------------------------------- The point I am focused upon is at the very center of the Mandala, summerlander. Originally Posted by GM Being What Fun We Have! The Hub Of Hologram Dimensions I Think Connecting The Dots Learn Manifest Destiny Discussing the data Where are we getting our news from? Galactic Encompassment The Hub Of Hologram Dimensions Every Conceivable Detail Etymology To Add to That Miracle Resident of The Hub Of Hologram Dimensions Ghost In The Machine The Point Encouraging Indication God/Source/Home Through The Unconscious Mind Opening Doors Source Codes Everything is a Message Source Reality Every Conceivable Detail Start A Vital Purpose Source Intelligence Galaxy Mothers Milk Capture Realization Galactic Encompassment Progress Be they seeds or suns, or be it that suns are seeds, it is all part of the universe, and everything that we acknowledge as the universe, came from a tiny seed. Teaching Music Source Intelligence and Lyricus facilitate the process throughout the Grand Universe The Imagination You Have An Invisible Friend That's Powerful! Adroit Wise beyond ones years Why? First Source: Concern I Will Do Something About It Delightful Anticipation The Source of All Creation From The Source Serendipity For A Particular Reason Micro Reflections of a Macro Reality I love you Complete Shuussssh First Source: Tetragrammaton https://www.dreamviews.com/religion-...ml#post2246098 Edited post: Merged posted.... Please don't double post. ~Humbledreamer DV Mod
I'm in a medieval fantasy world much reminiscent of Oblivion or Skyrim. I see one guy, wearing oddly modern clothes, mindlessly shuffling around. He looks and acts like a zombie, but no one cares. He's being used for manual labor, or something. A bit later, I've climbed a steep rock wall and I'm hanging off the side (Assassin's Creed style), looking out over what I know to be the edge of the map. I wonder what's beyond it. I reach a kind of mineshaft, or cave. My dad is suddenly with me. We're assaulted by giant spiders the size of a large dog. We make a run for it through the tunnel, and emerge on the other side. We exit into a grassy clearing, with a large, imposing forest right in front of us. The forest is full, and I mean FULL of giant spiderwebs. And of course spiders. I'm like "no way", but my dad is like "we can do it, let's go" so I have no choice but to follow him in. Somehow, we get through, because in the next scene I recall, we've reached the world beyond the mountains and the spider forest. No one was ever supposed to get this far. To our surprise and horror, it's the modern world. We're in a modern city, clearly abandoned a century or more ago. The sky is overcast and depressing. Everything is covered in rust and dust, and in a state of falling apart. I recognize one of the ruined cars as a Renault 5. Then, we find someone. A worker wearing a fluorescent jacket. He just mindlessly shuffles back and forth, seemingly aware of us, or anything else. We continue exploring, until my dad starts acting strange. He asks things like "how did we get here", and other things he should really know. Like he's having memory loss. Suddenly, I realize the truth of this place. A hundred+ years ago, something happened, some substance was released into the atmosphere (or some kind of radiation) that gradually sapped people of their intelligence - inducing amnesia, dementia and finally a vegetative zombie-like state (though they aren't cannibals). Society fell apart without the people there to maintain it. Somehow, "Skyrim valley" (the fantasy world we'd traveled from) was a special place shielded from this effect. The guy wearing modern clothes I saw in the fantasy world was probably a guy from here, who somehow crossed over like we did. I desperately try to explain this to my dad, who is getting increasingly confused as time goes by.
Incoherent dream involving some FBI guy threatening us with "more lockdowns" unless we did exactly what he wanted us to do. I think he wanted us to attack someone/something? I had a weapon that's basically a pebble from a river that explodes like a grenade. Then we're inside a wooden house, like a tavern or something. Still in the same town. My brother was there, as well as my old classmates (Fenn & co.). At some point I get caught on something and dragged outside?
Took a combo of L-theanine (200mg) and GABA (1g) at bedtime. 3g of glycine a bit earlier in the evening. BT 22:30 final waking ~ 05:30 OOB 07:00 I slept and rested well, with fewer wakings than normal. + browsing through an erotic magazine, open up the centerfold for a quick look (dark/nothing really clear unfortunately!) + People are in a room full of inflatable furniture floating on top of water, there is a rumor that sharks are nearby + I'm regaling a group of people (youngsters?) with a tale of mine, I know one of them has heard it before so I excuse him from listening.
non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP With Riverstone at some tropical paradise in Southeast Asia. We feel an eartquake, I look at the ocean behind us and say maybe we better assume the possibility of a tsunami. We run to the hotel, which is a 50 storey high building. But it is by the sea, so I don't know if it will hold up, but there is no time to go anywhere else this high. It has an elevator, with entrances outside the building, from a balcony facing the ocean and it is a scenic elevator with glass walls. A giant wave is already coming in the distance. Riverstone is freaking out, so I tell him to stay calm and I push him inside the elevator when the door opens. I press the button for the last floor and I hope the elevator is fast enough. It is very big. It has 3 doors frim the side we came in (instead of 3 elevators side by side, there is one giant elevator with 3 doors that take in people all at once) and it has 3 other doors on the opposite side (from inside the building). The wave was faster than we expected and it hits the building when we're half way, enveloping us in water like a reverse aquarium. The elevator keeps going up, but on the 18th floor we start seeing water coming in through the door gaps and it continues for the next floors. We are afraid that the water will shut down everything and we get stuck in a flooding elevator, but it keeps going and then we enter an area with cement walls and the water stops flowing in. The elevator stops and I can't tell if we reached the top floor or we just got stuck. I think that at least it is a very spacious elevator, not very claustrophobic and we don't seem at risk of drowning. But then one door opens and there is a large hallway with stairs going down to what looks like a waiting room. A couple people welcome us and asks for our names and says we have to wait to be called and then they'll test us for intelectual and physical abilities, as they only want to keep people who can contribute. We have no clue what is going on, but apparently this is some kind of rescue operation for a few lucky people who know about it. Other people sitting down tell us that the space is limited, so only the useful ones are taken in, everyone else is kicked out again. I ask what happens to those who don't pass one of the tests but they don't know or dont say. Then my name is called and I have to cut through a bunch of people in a corridor to reach a lady repeating my name. But she only called my first name and I wonder if it's really me she wants. Then she says the last name and it isn't me. But she couldn't care less. She takes me to a warehouse where I see boxes and packages and she asks if I could carry those. First she hands me what appears liquid detergent bottles, but quite large and heavy. I manage. Then she shows me a cardboard box full of something and I also lift it without big issues. I explain that I am strong but I have fibromyalgia and therefore won't be able to do continuous efforts for too long and maybe I'd be more useful in an intelecrual role. She scoffs it off and says they need me here now and I have to accept, or else they might cut me off. So I accept. I then go around the warehouse trying to get familiar with the place and I spot a weird dangerous looking animal which looks like a cross between a spider and a scorpio. She is big, like 20 cms and has a squid like head, the torso o,f a spider and a long abdomen with two long appendices extending in the back. The spider thing locks in on me raises up one of those appendices, which looks like a tube with an opening on the tip. Then she shoots a dart from it, poisonous I am sure. I manage to escape it and to protect others around from also being hit. The spider then hides and when it comes back from another place, she has both appendices raised and shooting darts left and right. I use some plastic to protecf myself and someone else. Then wonder how this bug is allowed to plague these facilities and I think I will work on a plan to kill it or else I won't be able to focus on my job.
There's a run-down village, where two groups of heavily armed & equipped men are engaged in a gun battle. One side loses and is entirely eliminated. I'm walking among the corpses, realizing I need to get out of there ASAP before they find me. I run through a hut/house, quickly looking for something I can use as a weapon. Outside, on the muddy road, I find some dead guys. Two have dropped their weapons, but the barrel is bent out of shape and is unusable. I find one shotgun in good condition, so I grab it and run off. As I run off, I eject the spent shell casing and pump it to chamber a new shell. On a road up ahead, I see a police car arriving with sirens blaring. I realize they are here to help me. But for some reason, I don't want to be found. Maybe I assumed that because I had that gun, the cops would consider me "one of them" and arrest me. I run through a grass field, up to someone's home. An elderly man stands there, watching the scene. He sees me approach, carrying that shotgun. I say "good day, sir". He says hello back. I run onto his property, into his backyard - intending to jump the back fence and escape that way. Instead I woke up. During this dream I was pretty close to waking. I had some limited ability to choose the direction the story was going in, while also being a character in it.
So Mr. Genius decided it was time to try a big B6 boost at bedtime for a boost to recall, took 100mg, and basically felt like I didn't sleep all night long. Had just a few dreams. Terrible night. Eeeek. earlier: + at some sort of outdoor event like a concert, tons of people. There was a large odd device that was set up to the (right?) of the stage, it had a bunch of noisy moving solid flaps on it that would change position with a loud "click!", it was someone reading the (minds? evaluating?) the audience members, and I thought that was an invasion of privacy. I'm lying with a friend on our backs looking up at the sky [DS]. It had a strange sort of pattern to it, like a large stencil was spread across the sky. Thinking about ST near a potted plant(?) + I want to jump across some rail tracks to the far sidewalk. I go up to the gap and decide it looks like it's too far to jump. But I back up to get a running start (I'm in bare feet or in socks?), and run up to the gap and notice there are some central lines of asphalt running parallel to the tracks and I can use these to land on and continue jumping across. I make it to the other side OK. Then I turn and look at the rails. Sort of a train arrives, it's actually like a small cart. It has some small things (lights?) poking out of the front, and a conductor/staff guy comes up and adjusts the sticking out thing. + [f, vague] need to move through a dense crowd of people through to the other side?
An actually fairly high recall night, most dreams short, but it seems every waking had recall. A big step up from the last couple weeks... BT ~23:15 final waking 06:55 (a bit earlier probably) OOB 07:15 after more recall and voice recording Adopted a mindset of acceptance about whatever experience the night brings. Strategy from the book "End the Insomnia Struggle", I applied not only to sleep but to dreaming and recall. Seemed to work out! Also, bedtime supplements: full set of vitamins in the evening, including glycine and l-tryptophan right before bed. 1 of our banana cups before bed. Didn't walk in the evening. Was outdoors in the sun a lot in the daytime. + outdoors daytime in a field (with bottle of pills?) with a girl we're hurrying to finish our business to get out of here before the (monsters/zombies/etc) come out + outside CH, on old bus stop, hiding from someone who's coming for us, need to get to destination without being seen, car arrives woman and girl inside, I urgently say we need to go quickly + playing blackjack in a casino run by ScoSel (founder company 3). I'm thinking about the 3-2 payout they pay for blackjack. I see/imagine the dealer paying out these blackjack payoffs, first duplicating the player's bet stack, then adding a 50% additional half-stack right next to it. I imagine seeing a player with an Ace, and then the dealer deals a 10 for a blackjack. I wonder if a table is "hot" for the players, if they will change the dealer frequently. The management comes up, it's SS from company 3, he demands for all the players to hand over our watches to him for inspection, I get outraged about this and say "I'd think because of our common employment history you'd be treating us a lot better," and he answers "Because of that, we're taking it easy on you." + playing basketball [DS], I'm on the court, make a short, it balances on the rim but doesn't go in, then I'm guarding a girl who has the ball and put my hand up (I see it, missed DILD trigger), and say "it's hard to get a clear shot when there's a hand in your face", there's another guy now with the ball beyond her and I imagine that I could step up and slap the ball away if he tries to take a shot. I'm standing around freakishly tall players (like 3 meters), there are several of them, I think how could anyone my size possibly guard guys this tall in a game, it's impossible. I look at their tall and slightly distorted bodies, their stomachs are poking out a bit. I'm with a coach or trainer of mine, he's setting up a step ladder and climbing up it, he comments about something "that it doesn't usually help." + vacuuming up crumbs in a living room around a couch, the carpet is white, I hear the clicking sound of the crumbs getting sucked up the vacuum's hose, I keep finding more, then I find a huge pile of fallen crackers/cookies I get embarrassed that I dropped these, my wife (?) comments about my having dropped them (tsk-tsking me?) and I say "I know I know" and I'm picking them up. + observing a fancy dinner party, waiters are bringing the last of the bottles of wine out to the guests, (there's a white wine, chilled and dripping condensation? and a red wine?), one guest gives me an odd salute with his wine glass by putting his whole face in the glass, the glass on top of his head, and slowly dragging the glass down his face before removing it, I think he's perhaps making fun of wine snobs? + In a (bathroom?) with a large/unwieldy set of scales the size and form of a printer, trying to stand on it (ceiling too low?), some guy makes wise-ass comments about it
2 dreams last night. Jamie calling out to me saying, "I miss you.". This dream seemed to happen twice in a row. Had one other dream about McDonald's. There was another new burger coming out. I asked managers how to make it and they said,"Figure it out yourself." Rudely. I just started arguing with them...
bedtime 22:45 (?) - 23:00 (?) (not later) final OOB 08:00 waking during the night, from the light level in the room, somewhere around 05:00-05:30 body feels very hot and I feel a bit out of breath Maintain drowsiness remains but not progressing towards sleep and mind starts kicking in. "Do not think", let go, a bit of Yoga Nidra cycle, adopt "I'm falling asleep at initial bedtime" and totally turn off, a bit of this works and fall asleep. New Attitude towards recall: observe, recall, but don't try to "force" dreaming. Welcome the dreams that come without particular expectation. Going to try out "I trust you" approach: I do the day work, I know my dreaming mind knows how to (lucid) dream, hand the ball over to my dreaming mind at night and be open and welcome to the experiences, but don't try to manage or control them. Lie without covers and body cools off and begin to feel drowsy again. Fall asleep eventually and a few dreams right before waking. early: + Climbing up a steep, rocky mountain with a group, turns into an out-of-control slide down long, slippery rocky slide/chutes, going off jumps and flying through the air thinking "Oh, f%^&!", I have no control of my trajectory and think I'll probably get smashed against the rocks The rock is colored in tones of red, orange, brown. + Waiting for the crowd around my boss (a famous politician?) to disperse so I can tell her I'm not going to be her cocaine mule any more. Indoors, Dark/twilight lighting [DREAM SIGN] + Trying to do squats with a very heavy iron frame/yoke on my back that my mentor gave me to try that had been hanging on a wall. I see it hanging on the wall in front of me, it is several parallel bars (rusty?) of metal with some space (seems too narrow?) to get your head in between. I put it on and turn away from the wall, and try to stand up. I feel the weight of it, and despite it being light enough for me to squat reasonably well in waking like (around 100 lbs) [I think this actually in the dream], I always teeter to one side and lose my balance when I stand up with it. late: + Sitting on and riding down a diagonally-vertically inclined store check-out belt heading towards the cashier at the bottom, the woman in front of me reaches out to the left and slams the "bypass" button. This enrages the (woman) cashier who screams "No f%^&in way am I scanning all of those items manually!" I advise the woman to call for the manager right when she demands to see the manager. Those two get into a fight and the customer woman becomes a man who starts beating up the cashier and calling her the "B" word, my sympathies shift to the cashier as I see how brutal the customer has become. + Observing scenes where (actor Chris Pine?) is tied up in various bondage scenarios (inside a car with lots of items, in a wheelbarrow being wheeled around?), there's a woman who is his captor, and a group of people, the group are talking about when they're going to release him, the captor indicates she has no intention of doing so soon. + climbing mountain, sliding down slide-like chutes out of control + walking behind mentor (female boss?), she's a drug dealer but I'm waiting for the crowd around her to disperse before confronting her and saying I will no longer work for her (?)
I’m going to go on a hike, I think on Mt. Rose with Mom and Melissa. I’ve put on a coat (I think with nothing under it) and a fanny pack. One or both of these has a bright color scheme that reminds me of the 80s. I’ve packed a couple of snack items. I’m now ready but still waiting on them, apparently not as concerned with being timely as I am. Now we’re in a coffee shop. Mom is trying to order me an Americano or cold brew, but there is some complication. The younger, brunette barista nicely explains the options of what he can make. I get overwhelmed and end up saying that I don’t particularly want a coffee anyway. *After remembering and writing this, I just know it has to do with Granny. Sure enough, Mom calls me this morning to ask if I want to hike Mt. Rose with her this weekend.
I’m in a grocery store with Melissa. She’s on the phone with someone, so I go off and look at the beer section. It seems to be one long aisle, including the corner at the end of it (I don’t notice any refrigerated section). They have a pretty good selection of beers I’ve never seen before. One is a strong ale that I think is around 13% ABV. A little of the liquid shows above the label - it’s almost completely clear, and I can’t imagine that it’d be any good. I look through everything but don’t find the certain type I wanted or anything to substitute. I meet up with Melissa and tell her this.
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