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I was in my room at college and a girl is there who was in one of my classes, I think her name was Jen. I want to ask her out and we're flirting but then she goes off to hang out with some other guy, I don't get jealous though because I know she likes me. I walked to something resembling a class in rain boots but when I got there I was wearing my timbs and had the boots in my backpack. I see someone from my first highschool, Nick, he is an intern and his job is to watch the internet cameras all day on the D-View Console program. On the camera we see another kid from my first high school, Sahil kiss someone or something, I don't remember what. I'm in my room again, I look out the window and see these really fast butterfly/box things. Then I enter a video game, I'm walking down the street smoking a pipe wearing a funny straw hat while eating dog treats. I keep thinking I'm being followed and look behind several times and I see someone following and watching me. I stop at a shop and ask about this almost trophy-like thing which looked like the Chevy emblem. The shop owner says someone discovered it during WW2 and that he had a visa with exceptional privileges, so it seemed like a high powered authority sent him. I notice other people are in the game and are a higher level than me because they have mini helicopter devices and hats with money hanging in them. Then I wake up.

Where the heck was my dream recall the past few days?

...enh who cares, cool NLD.

So I was in for exactly that. Flying a mission to mars with a crew of three others. Two males, one female. (When I think about it, everyone was wearing heavy space suits, so they may have been my regular dream characters if I had gotten a good look at them.)
So we've got one guy as the mission scientist. He's basically the commander who is in charge of the all the science and making sure that the mission is actually completed. The other guy is in charge of defense in case we come across hostile aliens. (With how many alien invasion dreams I've had the past six months, that isn't surprising.) And the girl that's with us in in charge of psychology, making sure that nobody goes crazy on our long journey. And I guess I am just the freeloader along for the ride.
Our ultimate mission is to fly to mars and grow four of these dinosaur creatures from eggs. Supposedly somebody wanted to re-shoot a scene of the Gungan army from star wars the phantom menace but actually have living creatures. So they genetically modified some lizard eggs to be the giant creatures that carry the shield generators. So what we have to do is grow the creatures on mars then take them to the moon.

Spoiler for I'm sorry I just have to:

Okay: 1#, we are going to mars, but the re-shoot takes place on the moon. So we have to fly to mars, just to fly all the way back to earth and land on the moon. 2#, the moon looks nothing like the planet from star wars. 3#, if our goal is to grow them and then take them to the moon, why not just do that on earth?! It would be a lot faster and easier. 4#, what about the other creatures. The weird horses, the gungans themselves? 5#, These creature's can breathe in space, they're just going to die. 6#, why are you reshooting this? Just use better CG to retouch that shot! This is f**king 2014! THIS IS A STUPID SPACE MISSION PLAN!! I think this was just an excuse for me and some dream characters to take a space vacation.

So anyway the actual mission gets underway, but the dream was so long that the first parts of it are a pretty fuzzy memory. We stopped over at a space station in earth orbit, I got introduced to the crew, and I watched as a tray of four large eggs in a high tech storage container were delivered on-board our shuttle. I also got to go on a spacewalk at some point to see what our shuttle looked like. It looked a little like the united states' retired shuttles but had broad flat wings like a stealth bomber, but they were swept back on a steeper angle. The station looked a little like the US station but was bigger.

--Some time skips.--

We are on mars now. Supposedly this dream was taking place in the near future (2040-2050) where humans actually had a permanent base on mars. The base was built behind a rocky outcropping that protected it from the sun. It was a cluster of small one story buildings connected by underground passages. There was a large fortress like building, two stories tall with a large communications mast on it. Supposedly for detecting if any hostile aliens were coming.
Anyways, me and everyone minus the science officer were taking our scheduled day off. This meant we got to get into our space suits and play around on the surface of mars. The other two officers drove around in a large moon buggy type thing. I had this motorcycle type vehicle, but it still had a sort of space design, in that it was boxy and had no paint. But it preformed well, and in the low gravity of mars, I was able to use the sand dunes as jumps and get some air.
I was just getting good at doing so when the other officers told me that they were heading back to base because the sun was going to rise. They told me that I could stay out if I liked, but I might start feeling too hot, and that I should engage the visor on my space suit in order to not be blinded by the sun. I decided I would stay, and the sun started to rise. It was blindingly bright, so I pressed a small button on the side of my helmet and no real visor came down, the glass just changed opacity somehow. I continued riding my motorcycle around the area and like they had said, I did start feeling too warm.
Another thing, when the sun did rise, the sky went from inky black with stars to blue, rather than pink like mars is supposed to be. But other than that the surface of mars looked a lot like the pictures that I've seen.
I went back to the base and went inside. I had decided that I would wait until the sun went down. I activated some kind of time dilation and saw the sun arc across the sky and set once more. I thought it was time to go back out.

--Some Time Skips.--

I am still at the mars base, but we are inside the fortress building that has this really nice room right in the middle. This is a lounge where astronauts that work here get to relax. And get this. They have an Xbox. Not an Xbox one. Not an Xbox 360. Just a regular Xbox. And this was like the year 2045, at the only human mars base. You'd think that the only game console that we had would be a little more up to date than that, but my dreams aren't set in any kind of logical universe.
There are two leather couches arranged in a semicircle and they were all packed with people. There were actually about 12 of us, because there were the permanent residents of mars and the people on my mission. Apparently this was a Halo tournament. And yes, all of my regular dream characters were there, but I didn't become lucid. Also, this game tournament was apparently a televised event. The first time that humankind had played video games on another planet. So there was a TV camera set up in the corner.
I sat down to play around the time that I woke up.

It started off in the band room of my school. I was having a strange conversation with someone, so i knew i was dreaming. Even though i was already lucid, i still did the finger through palm check, and it went through. I started hearing the loud voice of my friend, but it seemed to be coming from no where, and was only directed to me. I looked around for the source of this voice until I found my friend Andrew. I kept feeling like people were touching me, which inspired me to punch someone in the face to see what would happen. I punched Andrew, and he got a little upset and punched me back, but i told myself i wouldnt feel it. I floated around and found my boyfriend, and told him i loved him. I got piggy back rides from some friends. I asked some DC i couldnt recognize why they were here, and they replied, "To wreck your world." I made my old friend appear like i usually do, but this time i decided i didnt need him anymore, and i pushed him down through the floorboard. I decided i wanted to change the scene, so i became a monkey hanging on a tree branch. This didnt last long however, because i soon found myself floating around the band room again. Everyone seemed to be in slow motion but me, and i felt like i had complete control. It was extremely vivid and the whole dream felt somewhat abstract, like time didnt exist and we were all just a picture being painted with each action. At some point i decided it would be really neat to have a dream inside a dream, so i decide to test it out. I lay down on a couch and try to close my eyes, but i got distracted because i started to feel like my fingers and toes were falling off, like they were losing circulation in my waking body. I started to this my whole body was falling apart because i wasn't breathing in real life. I started to hurt everywhere, and i felt like i could hear myself gasping for air, but not receiving any. I started to panic because it did feel 100% real, so i try to wake myself up by slapping myself and thinking really hard. I went through a few short false awakening until i was in my real life bed. I fwlt fine, but i was not sure if i was actually having problems breathing or not.

Yet another dream that was seemingly lost after dreaming it..
Last night I was reading through a variety of teachings in books and in online encyclopedias. Suddenly I saw them all as one thing, all concepts, all hindrances of sorts as such. Pushed them all aside and went to bed. Dzogchen speaks of "guardians" of the teachings. Not sure why, but I simply thought in mind something like," Guardian of the teaching, open the teachings to me, I lay my ego self at the doorway as an offering"

The dream had loads of detail and many different places. much I have forgotten and or left out here. The parts that stayed with me are as follows. I was travelling westward on a highway that stretched east and west dividing the land to the south and the land to the north. Seemed /I was moving more along the southward side.
I came to a hill that sent the road jogging slightly south on the other side. At the top of the hill there was a 2 story building to the north and a single story building to the south set back to the west more, way further south off the road than the structure sitting to the north of the road. The land to the south was very steep, about 6-7' straight up off the road. You have to climb up off the road to get to the flat. On the north side , other than a small ditch it is fairly flat and level with the road.
I seem to go across the road to the north and have some interaction with some people over there. There is some sort of country fair or gathering of sorts going on mainly out in the road between the two lands. There seem to be a few people from the north moving through the crowd and doing things of interest, but no watchers on the north side. On the south side, there are rows of people , spectators along the top edge of the steep drop off sitting in lawn chairs. More up on the flat milling around, as if a second fair is going on , on south towards the building there. there are also people from the south out gathered in the road at that fair. The people from the north do not seem to go over to the south side.
I seem to get several dozen eggs in Styrofoam containers from someone in the building to the north. I end up going back to the south and try to climb up the bank. Seems as I do most of the eggs break in the cartons in the effort. I get into a corner to the east and set the eggs that are left up on the bank where some old woman in a chair takes them for me .I get up the bank after a lot of effort, but find the eggs all ruined when she hands them to me. I look back to the north, as I do I find myself on the north side quite a ways back down to the east.
There is a town of sorts there, buildings and structures, one which stands out as sort of a terminal like for buses or airlines. Persons are milling around doing their own things. There is some sort of induction or presentation going on, perhaps a play, unsure. It is dark out, blue/black in color though like just after sundown.
I run into a woman that I do not know. I am facing north and we embrace. There is sort of a loving presence felt. the view goes from embracing standing, to embracing lying on the ground with her on top of me. As she lifts away there is a vision of a male figure of sorts, more of a male presence seen lifting away where she should be in relation to rising up off me. It is very hard to put into words. Male but not male, human, but not human. Bright white light fills the sky behind this vision as it rises up and away. What is happening is not entirely clear, but I seem lucid to know not to feel distressed about the representations. It begins to rain.
Following that, I mill around briefly looking west at something, but do not recognize what is going on or what I am drawn to look at. I find others with me, some familiar faces, other not. There is also a feeling of the presence of more still above and behind travelling with as if guiding and watching. There is a resolute feeling arising to move east and north to the east. At first glance there is nowhere to go east as a thick forest is off that way and to the north from the town . There is a sense that a hidden path lies off towards and in that forest. Going there and finding it we all stop for a rest before going on East.
While making camp of sorts, several thoughts come to me, one is about the embrace I had, and the presence of those up and behind us says not to worry about the things I was thinking back there as those thoughts were sort of a trick that that phenomenon play on one through ones embodied personage. At least that's how I describe the exchange and the meaning.
Following that, the dream begins to fade and I wake up.

Now is where it gets fuzzy. I remember waking and going back in a dreamlike state to recall the dream. I seem to get to the point where the embrace happens , but as the presence lifts away from me there is a feeling of some part of me being pulled away with streamers of light between me and this presence. As it pulls free I wake hearing something fall off a table down stairs. In the silence that follows I seem to say the same thing I framed up in mind when I went to be in regards to the guardian of the teachings, but immediately following that I also found myself saying " One mind...One voice...One body". Then it was as if I had been sleeping and woke up again.
I do not know whether this latter happened during the first telling of the embrace, or during the recalling of it. Nor do I really know when I was really awake and not. Truly a strange happening. Ad I am not really sure which order the mind/body/voice statements arose either at this point.

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I’m in the street under a train line and as I’m walking I’m thinking about it being morning already and I haven’t had a single lucid tonight. Then it occurs to me - what if I’m dreaming right now? I look at my hands and I realize that I am in fact dreaming, even though my hands look quite normal...I just know. I do a couple of RCs - finger through the palm and pinched nose and they both work. I start rubbing my hands to stabilize and then I spin but it feels uncomfortable rubbing my hands and spinning at the same time so I stop the rubbing. I spin one more time around and it gets a little bit more stable but not completely. I start walking around a little bit and realize that I have a very heavy book-bag on my back and I drop it to the ground by just taking the straps off my shoulders. I turn around and I want to kick this book-bag really hard and I see up ahead about 30-40 feet away there is a doorway with a sign on top. I kick the book-bag real hard in that direction (this thing is huge and heavy) and it goes flying but just off target and I use telekinesis to aim it and hit the sign. The sign explodes and a piece of it goes flying at me and almost hits me in the face. I then see a woman turned away from me. She’s close to that same doorway and I decide I want to throw her against the wall for some reason. I try to do it but it doesn’t work. I then levitate her up in the air and try to do it again but she just floats down to the ground. I then levitate her up again and I start moving her around doing funny dance moves like shaking her butt (she’s wearing a short skirt...like very very short). People around me are laughing and it’s pretty funny how’s she’s floating around and doing funny dance moves. Anyway after a few seconds of that I wake up. I try to DEILD back in but it doesn’t work and I give up to record my dream so that I don’t risk forgetting it later.

I was in my dads truck with two old friends( who were twins) from public school, C and P. My dad picked is up for school and we were waiting in the parking lot. My dad was talking about how often he fell down and about how much it hurt. After he said this he left.Then I said "it's just like cutting yourself without knowing". I told a story about how I lifted up my pant leg to find blood because I fell on my knee. C was not interested in my mundane stories at all and she left. P drove up to a better parking spot. We got out cause school was going to start and I distinctly remember there was a taxi parked in front if us. We walked in the mall because that's where the school was[by the way I am really getting sick of dreaming about malls I don't even like shopping anymore or going to malls ugh]. Anyways we get inside and it is crowded. A girl who is P's friend comes up to talk to us. This next part is a sequence of events that has happened many times it feels.I walk up the escalator to science class. Another old friend,O is there she pulls at the curtain and the teacher opens the big glass doors. I rush in and greet O, grab her hands, then a song comes on and we dance. Our dance supplies the floor below us with electricity. The song is always Get Down Tonight by KC and the Sunshine Band. Well on this occasion O jokingly roles her eyes when she sees me and give me a look like" here we go again" and I think think this is so funny. We still do the dance but when I get to the floor I wake up and I am smiling. This was a fantastic way to wake up xD

I didn't sleep too well last night and didn't recall anything because of that.

I dreamed that through work I got exposed to some radioactive foam and some pathogen as well. My boss was arguing with some scientist colleagues as to how much or how little to tell me, and they were using a foreign language I could not understand. But I got a sense that it had to do with some secret millitary eperiments. I asked, what are the symptoms, and was told not to worry about it because we will get immunized for one and treated for the other, no problem. Then I caughed. My boss said, except you can't caugh, if you caugh three times in front of them, they will read us the riot act. I said that I have a cold and cough because of sinus issues. He said, doesn't matter, just don't caugh. Some kids came in to the room we were in to show us some sea shells. When they left I asked whether the shells could be dangerous. My boss said to not worry the shells are harmless, and even if they are not, the kids can be treated, and they will be fine.

In reality the only thing I get exposed to at work, aside from common respiratory issues through coworkers, usually I get exposed to stress.

I'm walking slowly through a really crappy, almost deserted carnival. It's really quiet and unsettling. As I walk I keep looking into empty cages, wondering why they are empty. I stop walking and decide to turn around and go back. I turn around and behind me is a huge, full grown tiger. It startles me a bit but it has a calm look on it's face so I don't feel afraid. It's really beautiful and bigger than normal. I go to walk around it, but it turns around as well and begins to follow me. I continue walking and place my hand on it's head when it catches up to my side. While walking, the scenery changes and we are walking on a sidewalk next to the stater bros in my town. Again the area is pretty quiet and empty. It suddenly gets insanely hot and the tiger and I start panting and walking slower. I get horribly worried about it and stop walking. I kneel down beside him and stroke his face, talking to him and telling him we are almost home. He looks sad and he collapses, his head resting on my lap. I start to panic and yell for someone to get me some water. Suddenly I look up and my Grandma and my little sister are there next to me. I tell them to please buy me some water because my tiger is sick. They agree and start walking to the store. Half way there my sister yells that this is stupid and she leaves. I start crying and murmuring to my tiger, telling him that everything will be okay. I look up again and my grandma hands me a big bottle of cold water and a red bowl to pour it in. I sigh with relief and pour the water into the bowl. The tiger lifts it's head and drinks it all. I scratch it's head the whole time. After he is done, we get up and start walking again. I keep my hand on his head, petting it lightly and he purrs happily. We our on our way home.

Morning of January 23, 2014. Thursday.



This dream starts out in the small front room (left-side of front door) of my sister’s house on Loomis Street (on a side note, my vivid dream about her health I posted previously - though with no real-life knowledge of such, turned out to have a few layers of precise precognition - unfortunately). I am not fully lucid. I am however, aware that I can manifest things somehow even though I am not aware it is only the “dream world”.

Instead of an additional notes on the layered precognitive dream about Texas, I will include it here. In real life, my sister was just diagnosed with lung cancer and liver cancer - I had known nothing about this until I was contacted just over a week ago. My dream “Texas winter wonderland and ‘dying’ relative” was dated December 29, 2013. This dream had several precise layers of precognition, a couple immediate, the sister issue less than a month. The “wife’s younger step father” actually turned out to be my wife’s younger half-brother (who bears a striking resemblance to a younger version of his father). This represented how he was in a state of “recovery” from his abusive criminally insane mother and I saw him in real life for the first time in years later that same day. In fact, without even thinking about it (since various types of precognition is so normal for me), I had posted an additional entry on one site where I mentioned meeting him after the previous dream (without making the obvious connection). I still have not met my wife’s step father, and her half-brother in real life looked exactly like the younger male in my dream in manner and expression.

My sister, however, was beginning to experience the pain of cancer (she did not know she had it) on that date (and for some reason, did not get it checked out in time - she is in the hospital now). Again, there was the unusual Texas winter in real life that I did not know about. The unknown woman in that dream (who I thought my sister had changed into) was actually someone I did not know who had been helping her. Almost everything in my dream was of composite precognition - which is often the case on a day to day basis, but usually too personally irrelevant or trivial to write about much.

In the first part of this entry’s dream, I want to take a photograph of my “dream” even though I am not lucid. In other words, I am dreaming that I am having a dream while “awake” in my dream. This seems a bit strange, but this is how it is. My sister is there, but appearing to be a bit better after her husband goes and gets her with regards to the camera. (In real life, after I was told of her condition, she did drastically improve according to a message from a friend of hers - so an earlier dream where she was in the hospital but doing a lot better also turned out to be somewhat precognitive - in that dream, my wife and I were there and our youngest daughter was sitting on the bed with her - however, in all honesty, the cancer is pretty bad). At any rate, I deliberately (mentally) create large click beetles that form on the wall. The click beetle represents a person (or “normal” mainstream people in general) “bugging” me with their ideas, since click beetles bite the lip of a sleeping person. However, these click beetles may not be able to be photographed, as they are mental creations of a dream within my dream. There is also an obvious play on the click of the camera as I hear the “click” when I take the pictures. To my surprise, the click beetles show up in the photographs.

A few other people come into my dream and I am in a different (larger) room. An unknown older male tries to do the same thing I had done, but the beetle becomes “too big” and then flies around the room and chases him as he screams.

Later, I am somehow immediately in the backyard of our present home. It seems really late at night. A group of men, about seven or more, are walking in a drunken manner down the street from the north on the opposite side from our house. (This of course, happens fairly often in real life). My youngest son is awake and also in the backyard. The men walk along singing some sort of song as drunks often do in the middle of the night. As they are approaching, I float into the air and somehow “walk” on the thin metal clothesline to get a better look at them (to see past the higher fence-line). I become aware that their walking is somewhat marionette-like, reminding me a little of Pinocchio.

They get closer and closer. I sense they are college students, or more specifically, college (American) football students(?) - not sure from where. As they get closer, crossing the street to our side, I then walk along the fence like a cat would do (of course, which would be physically impossible for a person). They say hello to me and wave and are a bit rowdy and annoying. One starts talking about various things, including feuds with people that are trying to sleep and acting as if the streets are theirs to do whatever they want on - including yelling gibberish and random unrelated names at people they cannot even see. His nose starts to get a bit bigger when he speaks. (This “nose growing” might seem like a phallic symbol to some, but that does not make any sense in light of the events and associations). The others do not seem to notice. In fact, every time one of them speaks, their nose grows a bit. This means that they are not capable of speaking without distorting the truth. One comes closer to the fence, and, while I am hovering slightly above him in midair, I punch him in the face. He starts complaining about me confronting his useless foolishness and begins creating an immediate “revisionist history” of my life’s path. His nose then grows so large, it is at least two feet long and covering his entire face so not even his eyes are visible, the weight actually preventing him from getting up until his friends help him up and then have to guide him, as his nose is so big, he can no longer see where he is going.

They continue southward, but turn down the alleyway near the apartments, and I see lights come on in the apartments from people annoyed by their antics.

Drunkenness in dreams is seemingly my mind’s way of internally showing how such people are in a sort of “limbo” (an intermediate place or state relating to a mismatch of the liminal “gates” and not correctly “phasing” to either one or the other - that is physical reality or deeper, meaningful dreaming) and can neither discern waking reality or dream representations of anything, so are useful at neither.

There was a precognitive layer in this dream as well. Just now (in real life), a young drunk pulled a board off our fence. He mostly was in the middle of the road using it to hit cars. Three others were walking down the street and he threatened them. He was fighting a bit with all three and then he fell backwards. Eventually, two police officers arrived but they just let him yell, dance around, and swing the board at them without doing anything. (They were very cautious in going near him.) I cannot say I have seen police behave that way before. At any rate, a police van came and I guess he went in on his own. Nothing like this has happened before in real life at this address.

Journal Entry Lucid #2 Dream,Lucid Dream , non-dream (Comments)
Background: I woke up around 3 and I tried to make some music on my computer. I read just a little bit. I did 2 or 3 reality checks just because. I didn't read Stephan LaBarge's book like I usually do. I was very sad. I tried to go to sleep at first and failed. I read my vows then I tried to go back to sleep. I started listening to some music. As I was listening to the music I imagined myself crushing all my problems. Destroying it from the Earth. I told my self it wasn't good that I am destroying but it was for a noble reason, freedom. I kept doing this. I didn't know that their was some emotional tension because I began to cry while doing the visualization. I went to sleep wanting a lucid dream but accepted the fact that I may not get one and I just wanted to sleep.

Dream fragment 2 from 4:40am-5:22am"": It was pitch dark and I found myself in the hallway of my house. I started hearing these loud vibration sounds. I thought who could be making all those sounds. Fear came in my mind. I then saw my grandma's room light so I thought maybe she is brushing her teeth in her room. I was about to use bathroom but it was too dark to pee, so I tried to turn on the light. It didn't turn on. I thought, "that's odd it took it a while to turn on" then realized it didn't turn on. I became lucid. I then ended up on my bed I tried to stay in dream, but it was pitch black so I gave up. I then awoken but I did WBTB right away. I didn't move my body. I started feeling the vibrations along with some nice sensations. I wasn't too scared of the vibrations this time. I thought to myself I can go back into this dream. I was in my room again. I knew it wasn't my physical body so I tried to wiggle out of this paralysis that I felt in the dream. I tried furiously and failed. I tried to move, nothing. So, I thought to myself I should just try and keep my awareness. I then heard these two guys talking outside my room. I tried listening to what they were saying. I was scared and I found my body on the floor next to my closet. I could move now, so I started to move my hands. The dream started to fade. I woke up in my room and the light was on. I looked at my hands, not reality check. I thought since I could see the room it was not a dream and with that thought I woke up.

Journal Entry non-lucid #16 Dream, non-dream (Comments)
Background:

Dream fragment 1 from 9:20pm-2:52am"": Construction workers and I wanted to go on top of this huge crane. They were building a bridge of some sort. I was also racing down a mountain. I remembered after writing down old dream.

Hmm. So tonights dream was harder to remember for some reason.
I was at my parents, and I had to pick up 'Mr Amazon' from the next town over. I was given half an hour. So I left without checking to see when my brothers babysitter was leaving.
I got halfway there, and was all 'I SHOULD CHECK WHEN SHE LEAVES.' So I drove back home.. So it's been about half an hour now. I talk to the babysitter, she said it's fine, she can stay a little longer if I'm late. Then I go to the toilet, which only has three walls.
I get out, and get a drink. I'm going so slowly. And then I go outside. And down the driveway. Is my old boss.(A trainer from the Racetrack)
With a float, one of my jockey friends, and a horse!
So I run down, looking at this mare. My friend says 'I thought you'd want another horse to join your one!'
I reply 'I have three now! But I can only ride one.. She's beautiful!'
My boss falls over for some reason. And then puts his hand out to be shaken. Then says 'I suppose you want a hug?' so I hugged him on the ground. xD
Mum came home, so I ran back, and asked her to pick up 'Mr Amazon'
She got up me, telling me I've made him wait for an hour, and I was meant to pick him up, blahblalblah.
I couldn't give a fuck. I had a new horse, in the same bloodlines as my old favorite race horse I used to look after for him.

Dream 1: A supposed housemate invites her female friends over to our house for a Cook out, strongly hinting that I should go out and have my meal eIsewhere.

Dream 2: My mother, sister and I are lining up for something. I try to get into the queue at my mother's spot but take my turn at the end of the queue instead. My sister lost her phone and asks me to ring it. I do but type in my own mobile number (from my home country) instead. I then ring it again and we find her phone.

Common theme: women, crowds, home/family

Extremely long and detailed recall for the most mundane pair of dreams imaginable: cooling my heels in a lobby while waiting to speak to someone currently in a meeting (getting a drink of water, idly eavesdropping on the couple who came in towards the end, considering getting out my phone just to have something to look at, looking at the clocks - which displayed two different times, that's something at least), and then one about a drive with IRL family & friends (looking for a place to park so we could switch drivers, fetching tissues out of the luggage for L.S. who had a cold, shuffling our belongings so that one bag could be used for trash) ...just overwhelmingly mundane and in long and excruciating detail.

Normally I don't bother to digitally record dreams that bore me, but these were so boring as to be remarkable for it. I'd prefer nightmares.