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I tried to WILD, not sure if it worked. The earliest part of the dream that I can remember, I was already lucid. I was at my parents house - I had followed my uncle into the house, he was trying to get back together with an Indian lady. They were upstairs, talking, and I had headphones on, listening to a dreaming podcast! It was kind of like one that I heard OpheliaBlue & CanisLucidus do. I was wandering around the house, trying to think of something cool to do. I went into the room where I was sleeping and looked in the place that I used to keep secret things, hoping I'd find some grand secret from my unconscious. NOPE! Just a bunch of old papers. I laid down on the bed, in the same place and position that my actual body was laying down. It felt really odd, I started to notice my body asleep. I could even hear the breathing. I took off the headphones and the dream started to fall apart, so I did my new little stabilization technique (I made the Ohm sound and felt it vibrate through my dream body and then all over the dream area). Worked perfectly! I remembered that I wanted to do something to get points for the competition, so I made a weed grinder fly across the room. Then I focused on a can of Coca Cola to turn it into a lot of little baby coca cola cans. First it just split in two, then it started to form a lot of little cans as each new small can split into 2 more. Eventually I had about 32 baby coke cans and I figured that was good enough. I then remembered that I wanted to do some Psyblade.

I went out of the room and asked for the Keymaster! I looked around, saw two guys outside, thought about asking one of them if they were the keymaster. Instead, my uncle told me that he was upstairs in my sister's old room, in a painting on a wall. I went up there and found a few paintings. One was of a flower, and the keymaster one was sitting on the floor, in the shape of a portal. I guess I had to fill in where I wanted to go or maybe just draw a doorknob on it. I forgot to stabilize again and I felt a surge of adrenaline. Woke up and jumped out of bed, a lot of energy.

Someone's telling me that two serpents, one that spits fire and the other water, have gone missing from their shrine. I say they're taking a trip, "naught to worry."

Rumpelstiltskin's hit upon a new-to-him form of magic, something that appears as a white light when he's working on it, and it's some major revelation - but he can't pursue it unless he cuts himself off from distractions like 'the boy.'

Legend: Non-Lucid , Semi-Lucid , Lucid

TTT at Home:
I'm playing a game of TTT. Me and a friend of mine are in my room. Enemies are scattered around the house. My friend leaves my room and dies. Soon after, a sniper walks in and i manage to kill him. However, a team arrives and I'm quickly captured. Then my room suddenly turns into a classroom. I walk out into my hallway and start walking. As I pass one of the rooms, i see the teachers assistant doing work inside a shack in the room. I make it outside and start walking down a road. I drink some tea and start jogging. As i turn the corner, i see some friends of mine at a sort of fortress road block. I have an urge to pee so i start doing that and a biker comes around and gives me a weird look. Then a bike with no rider slides into the grass next to me with the rider running after it. I then head up to the fortress.

Nuclear Meltdown:
I'm inside a giant floating sphere somewhere above earth. Inside the sphere, Experiments are being done with nuclear materials. Something goes terribly wrong and i see a clock telling me how much time i have until an explosion happens. As the timer ticks down, i hear Asuka (that lady from evangelion) screaming in the background. I then get in a pod and eject at the last moment. The next scene, I get a zooming view at some sort of Hive structure in space. These are huge structures, this must be where a majority of people live. I then see a business man of high status in a futuristic, dark, and interesting room. He starts talking about the destruction of earth due to the reactor incident and simulates it by pouring his coffee all over a map. He says that the public doesn't need to worry about it now, they only need to see the aftermath.

Dream:

I was sick in some way in the dream as well - like upon waking up.
Especially I was not able to talk - true, couldn´t almost any more after two phone-calls.
But in some way - this was a reason not to go to our old house, where my mother lived.

I wanted to get a book, which in the dream I had read twice before, and wasn´t sure, if it was worth working through once more. It was in that house.
I wanted to then maybe read it somewhere else - at a friend´s place.
Trying to evade my mother.

But in the end, I climbed in over the balcony - she was there, petting an enormous, lovely dog.
Was no problem, that I sneaked in - talked with her - and took the book with me.
Didn´t get to read it, though.

Again - old house went unnoticed - even "decorated" with my mother.


Fragment:

With this friend from the last dream - I was going out in the evening - all dressed up - and we went into the bar of a famous, huge hotel.
Watching the ongoings and talking about people - both looking for somebody worth taking up contact with - no such luck.

Morning of December 19, 2013. Thursday.



This was an intriguing dream, though not really much drama, based on indirect associations from pulsing certain affirmations relating to creation of something new which brought about the “steel foundry” theme, I think. I do not really associate human-like beings with black eyes (including the sclerotic coat) as having “evil” in them as many people do (thanks to their influence from “Supernatural”, probably). Some people have been seemingly suspicious of me in my past due to having near-black eyes (except of course for the sclerotic coat) which I have actually gotten complaints on. Can you imagine? I associate completely black eyes, for the most part, with an undeveloped or unknown element. Tulpas will develop black eyes after a time (depending on other factors) sometimes going back to “normal”, the reverse being a “quivering bright silver”, which seems to be the highest form.

Here, the “black-eyed aliens” seem to represent the new “recently born” (and deliberate on my part) tulpa constructs coming in to deliberately oust some of the annoying archetypes of the past, particularly those with very limited intelligence that persist in frequenting certain domains (but not all by any stretch of the imagination). On the Internet, you will find references to “Black-Eyed Children Encounters” as in one claim that they are alien-human hybrids, something I find hilarious, as humans cannot even reproduce with other species on their own planet, let alone from another planet, even other primate groups, such as chimpanzees, where the DNA is oh so close. I simply do not have that level of imagination, as you cannot “unlearn” something you already know (which is why I do not dream about zombies, I guess). They never seem a threat to me - in fact, here in most of this dream, they actually seem a bit fearful of normal humans and most of them are in hiding (although they communicate tentatively with me, seeming to want instructions at times).

In humans, the pupils dilate to let in more light. In tulpas, as I said in another entry, this potential is unlimited, and thus completely black eyes are a result. They dilate “to see as much of the world as possible”.

I am visiting my sister at her old address on Loomis Street in the USA. She seems concerned about a new steel foundry being built so close to her house that one outer wall of her house seems to be in the works of either being shared by one of the buildings or possibly damaged. The foundry and many associated larger buildings are mostly being worked on to the north. This is likely my dream “complaining” about new potential constructs of stronger levels being “enforced” against old thinking habits, perhaps. Many very strange vehicles travel by her house and there is a concern about strong odors, noise, and heat that already seems somewhat of a serious problem regarding peace-of-mind livability.

Meanwhile, there is another scene prior to this I should include. I am walking in a very large, mostly featureless green field (although I can see large dense forests in the distance, which seems to be our destination) with a young black-eyed girl. She seems to be wearing a gymnastics outfit with a Yin and Yang design theme and a high, swept-back wiry tiara. We are sharing some sort of private joke relating to the overall events going on. Apparently, all of humanity (although I sense my family is not there and has equal freedom as I do) is being held back by a large silvery steel fence from horizon to horizon. Some of them are putting their arms between the bars in an attempt to get our attention. Most of those closest to the gate itself seem to be from environments that had not nurtured them in their lifetime - and so they seem hostile to anyone visibly appearing healthy or successful in any way. I hear one of them scream “You son of a b—h!” but it is not clear at all if they are yelling at me or someone near them that is annoying them (it seems more likely to be a fight amongst themselves, though, rather than any attention given to me). Looking back, the number of people stopped by the fence seems almost endless, all the way to the distant horizon behind us - or almost every human being on Earth. “Human DNA is so volatile,” says the girl.

The black-eyed girl waves her hand and another steel fence materializes fairly quickly from the ground, again from horizon to horizon relative to each side of us, although it does not seem needed, so is a bit of “overkill” (almost to a comedic effect). The “joke” we are sharing relates to the complaint of a lottery winner which I think originated from a “Nancy” comic strip many years ago - although I have heard it elsewhere. The gag is that, even though the person won the lottery, he is angry that he wasted money on buying two tickets when he supposedly did not need the second. (Seriously, though, it is not that funny, as the win could have been a result of the second ticket rather than the first). This may relate to a very recent real-life event. My second-youngest son won a prize at a Christmas party, so he got to blindly select the next winner from a bucket held high. Of all the people, he picked (by pure blind chance) his younger brother as the next prize winner. This was a fun and positive social night for them.

Anyhow, after this, the dream mostly shifts into the city scene (which has an additional appearance later on after other sections). After this, is a “twilight” dream section. I and several other people are watching strange, long and cylindrical objects in the sky. These long, thin cylinders are mostly a lighter blue but with a wider black band in the center, somewhat like a cigarette with a filter in the middle rather than on the tip (or perhaps like a cigarette mirrored symmetrically to its filter tip). We watch for quite some time, with a sort of enthusiasm. However, one of these ships seems to crash in slow motion through one of the steel foundry buildings (curiously seeming to stay at a forty-five degree angle the whole time) and we have to avoid the flying parts from both the spacecraft and the building, which does not seem difficult. However, at the same time, it also seems to transform into a machine that is reworking the design of the building at the same time the inertia from the crash is still active. Later on, I am approached by one of the aliens in a very passive way, but I just tell them to relax and enjoy their lives. They do not seem to have any ulterior motives and are living in the city without incident or being bothered by the humans even after the crash of one of their ships.

The dream shifts again in that I am looking at various time periods in my past, yet everything has changed. I enter my Rose Street apartment as a boy, and find a Japanese family living there instead and so I feel a bit strange/imposing at my intrusion. History has somehow changed - or maybe I am actually in the future rather than the past (although the Rose Street building burnt down years ago - and there now seems to be a business building there in the same area in real life). I check out another home I had in my youth and there are now different (seemingly Tibetan) people having had a history of living there all that time, a married couple and five children (the same as my immediate family in real life). It is not a negative experience, just a bit “different” - and I actually enjoy talking to these (unknown) people. All in all, the dream seemed to created a positive feeling, regardless of the rather meandering plot.

Update: On some levels, this dream turned out to be highly precognitive of my sister’s illness and death.

pattie thrap had set me up with a computer seat next to samanth cruise or culler they kept switching back and forth. i don't remember what we were doing in there

i remember however taking my friend to get waffles at PV beach which was really cool

In school. A teacher is scolding me in front of the whole class. I am not sure if this is a dream or not, but take a risk and shout, "Bitch!" This marked the start of my dream. Some classmates fought me, but I won. Unfortunately, I couldnt shoot web or have Wolverine claws.
I got bored and went kissing some girl. What the hell, everything was blur. I couldnt see her face.
Afterwards did some experiments like webbing, then lost lucidity.

I woke up after about 3 hours of sleep, got up for 10 minutes. I focused on giving strong intent to WILD into the town of Denn for the duration. When I got back in bed, it only took me about 20 seconds from the time my head hit the pillow to a successful WILD. I first heard the vivid sound of a bubbling brook, I paired it with the image of an enormous door that looked kind of like this https://farm4.staticflickr.com/3622/...907fa617_z.jpg but it was closed and surrounded by mossy cobblestone. I was there, like I said, quite quickly. I got into the dream, I could touch the stone and the door, and then I had a split second of doubt where I thought to myself, "wow, could it really be that easy?" Then I woke up. Quite frustrating.

fragment:
This was a very long dream, and not that exciting, so I'll just give a quick summary. I was hanging out with old friends from high school, in their neighborhood. I wasn't welcome there because I lived somewhere else. I left, met Emma Roberts, she helped me get out of a locked stairway that was part of the neighborhood. I ended up hanging out with her and a few of her friends where they taught me the secrets of being a 'good boyfriend'. They called it the rites of initiation. We all went and had a discussion about the nature of music, harmony, order, sound, and emotion with Adam Levine.

I also had a LD, but I can't remember it at all, except for the key words "police" and "exceeding limitations".

-dr. long handball Dr. Long and some other SU faculty were excellent handball players, and they were making connections between handball and environmental studies. They could tell that I was some hot-shot who needed to be taught a lesson. There was a lot of talking, and it ended with a face-off between Dr. Long and I.

Mama, Becky, and I were walking in a neighborhood in Oak Grove when we encountered a group of young kids that looked like they might try and mug us. Becky and Mama walked one direction while I kept near the kids. I asked them if they went to Oak Grove and if they knew that my mom over there used to be the nurse at Oak Grove. They didn't know her by name, but I think the connection helped. Then, from the direction that mama and Becky went, I heard a series of gunshots. I gasped at the thought of losing Becky in some random street shooting. It was some flashy red car shooting in every which direction. The kids were scared too, and everyone took cover in driveways. I had poor coverage and could see the car as it drove by. They clearly tried to shoot me, and I waited for death. Bullets came close enough to where I could feel the debris they generated, but I was unscathed. I woke up soon afterwards.

I very well may be connecting a few dreams with this, but it feels right. There was a large group of peers playing various recess sports in a green area. I joined a group of frisbee folks and had decent success at finding my target. I was throwing some fun noodle and it careened off of the porch and into the ocean. I went down below to talk to the owner of the property or maybe I didn't but thought about it. Anyways, here I connect to a conversation with a South African girl about Costa Rica. She had mentioned some elongated hiking trip that she had taken with a group. I asked about the birding opportunities and if she had the chance to take this one particular walk which was closeby and very gorgeous.

This is a bizarre fragment from earlier in the night. There was this property in Lexington where the patriarch of a household was in the business of home refurbishment and had stockpiled huge amounts of construction materials for homes like windows, beams, piping, etc. The materials were slowly withering either because he died or the business was dying out. There was a portly man in a suit that was advertising for his restaurant, the Chum Bucket. He had a whiny voice and was standing atop some of the construction materials and doing sort of slapstick prank humor on himself and falling over. This was a strange marketing campaign, and I think mama had to explain everything that was going on.

I dreamed this yesterday. At first it was really hard to sleep, but later in the morning i had a few dreams, I can remember 2 or 3
Dream 1: I was in my bed and in the space between my bed and the wall there was a koi koi fish swimming. Of course there was water but I guess I just couldn't feel it. It was really funny to be with this fish, but it had no space to swim so I thought about placing it in a bigger place. I thought about the bathroom, I didn't realize I was dreaming (I think I've never had such an obvious dream sign)

Dream 2: I was with my best friend from childhood, I met him when I was 6 and had to say goodbye at 14. I usually dream about him (Another CLEAR dream sign). I was in his house, which I remember almost perfectly. We went to his room and their parents were sleeping there (weird, DS again). My friend took some weed from under the mattress, when he did this I saw his parents moving a little, so I thought they were going to wake up quickly. We went to the living room then and he started rolling a joint, suddenly I see his mother and I tell him, he nervously tries to finish the joint but couldn't, then I grab it, hide it a little and go to the bathroom to roll in peace. Then I saw the paper my friend was using, it was a glossy black paper (the worst thing you can use to roll a joint, again DS). But I didn't care, I kept rolling, finished and lighted it in the bathroom. I knew my friend was at the other side of the door, then my friend's dad came and started telling my friend something about the smell and telling him to give him the joint, at that moment I was in the bathroom doing the second one.

Dream 3: This one is just weird. My mom woke me up to tell me to call my grandma because some stuff is going on at his place (IRL of course). So I dreamed that I was at my grandma's house and told my grandpa to give me the phone, he does and then I call to the same house I am (I realize about this, but again I can't realize it is a CLEAR DS). Then we have a little conversation. It was really weird because suddenly I started talking to other people, not my grandma/pa, and at some point I could see and read the conversation like if we were chatting by internet instead of talking by the phone (AGAIN DS)

Dream 1 : [COLOR="#800080"]I am in my room and I keep seeing shadows. I get really scared and I yell. Mom comes from the other room, hugs me and asks me what's wrong. I can't talk or move so she takes me to her room. I sit there and I see more shadows and I keep yelling a lot.[/COLOR]
Dream 2 : [COLOR="#800080"]I wake up and I feel the vibrations from the transition and I try to move to get rid of them so I stand up and start to dance.[/COLOR]
Dream 3(fragment) : [COLOR="#800080"]I'm in my classroom and a celebrity is teaching us biology. A girl in my class tries to copy all of her poses and she is somehow angry.[/COLOR]
Dream 4(fragment) : [COLOR="#800080"]I'm in my classroom(yes, again) with my english teacher and she asks me at what hospital I went(wut).[/COLOR]

Our Database admin said that she always puts on gloves before she handles the keyboard to work on our database.

I was in some sort of complex with lots of corridors and doors trying to find a restroom. I asked someone who works there and was told that one has to remove a fake wall to access the restroom. It is hidden because the restrooms are for residents only, not for tourists.

[i did not get much sleep because I staid up learning more about SQL Server's memory usage and performance.] In my dream I called my father to tell him what I learned. Also told one boss of mine that I would email him what I learned. Then I found myself in the home of another boss of mine telling him a bit of what I learned.

I go into my Inner World, and meet my non-Lucid Self. We are sitting on a cliff over looking the ocean. There is an chocolate volcano island in front of us. He looks like me in jeans and a red t-shirt.
"Hey buddy, why can't you be lucid."
"My name is Jerry."
"Okay, that's weird, I don't like that name."
"Exactly. Germans were called Jerrys in world war two by Americans."
"You mean the Nazis."
"I mean the German Soldiers. The Nazis were a political party."
"Yes, whatever. So, why the hell is your name Jerry when that's not my name, and I don't like it."
"Jerry's kids. You dated a girl with cerebral palsy. Jerry Lewis, cheesy comedian. But, he's kinda funny."
"Okay..."
"You're ashamed to be German."
"No, I'm not."
"Why don't you research German history?"
"My people weren't even called Germans when we left Europe to go to America."
"Well, that's a start."
"You're ashamed to be non-lucid."
"No, I'm not."
"You do stupid things when you're not lucid."
"Hey! I only had sex with a unicorn once."
"Let's not go there."
"So, Jerry, you are saying my non-lucidity, or you, my alter ego, your existence is somehow tide to my subconscious shame?"
"Bingo."
"I hate it when people say that."
"Don't blame me. I do a lot of dumb dumb stuff that you don't like, like have sex on the sidewalk during the day with people walking by."
"That's in my Inner World! It's fine."
"Then why are you blushing?"
"I feel stupid. You're right."
"You feel stupid? I feel stupid! I'm the one doing all these weird things."
"So, I need to release my shame somehow in order to become lucid more often?"
Jerry nods. I go to hug him, and then he turns into some kind of weird vampire demon monster and bites me on the shoulder. The whole world turns into a grey graveyard. Zombie versions of people I know that have died come out of the graves and ask me, "WHY? WHY?"
I scream in sheer terror, then a rage overcomes me, and I grab the Jerry monster and rip him in half.
I am suddenly in a White Void.
I hear the hollow laughter of Morpheus, god of dreams echoing all around me.

After second false awaking in dream i decided count fingers. I had about 7 fingers, and decided to go through a wall. Easy. I was in neighbour's flat. I decided to make snowstorm and a sculpture and wished some free space. I went throgh the wall again thinking about tleport to the nature. In the wall i saw windows with diferent locations and they were like layers. I didn't like some locations, because there were streets, flats, yards. And finally i saw a layer with a summer field. I wished to be there and found myself in the grass. Then i wished to change it in winter and i saw, that from the skyline it changed in white. In ten seconds the white colour came to my feet and i stood in the winter field. The grass was gray and with hoar - frost. I wished snow in the air - it became snowing and i saw that some snowflakes not natural, but like decoration. It was funny. I began to make a snow storm, and had no idea what sculpture to do. Then i was curious what was my snow like. (There was already some snow on the grass) I touched it and it was like cotton mixed with snow and wasn't cold. And i awoke.

#253 - DILD - 4:28AM

I get really annoyed with the quality of DEILDs so I hope for DILD

I am watching Nick and Hank from Grimm talking in front of a building with a covered pick up/drop off area. Nick walks away and I feel that I am supposed to follow him. I feel like this all a video game and watch as he turns right toward another really close building. I wonder what will happen if I turn the other way. I say, "Screw it." and turn left instead. I follow a narrow alley like a hallway between buildings for a few feet and it suddenly stop at a dead end. I am little shocked and hear loud dun dun DUNN music. I figure this part of the game was not supposed to be seen and I broke the rules. The idea of limited environment makes me think of the dreams pace and I suddenly become lucid.

I hurry back to were Nick went but he is nowhere to be seen. I try to think of my goal but all I can remember is my back up plan, ask a DC for a gift. Damn. I really had something in mind but I just can't recall it. I become afraid that I will destabilise by thinking too long on this so I move on. I look around and see that on the side of a building there is a stairway leading up and an elevator. A Hispanic man in a hair net and white uniform walks up to the elevator, pushes the button and waits. I approach him asking, "Do you have a gift for me?" He looks scared and puts both hands in front of him as he starts speaking fast Spanish. The elevator door opens and I walk in giving up on the man.

Inside, there are three or four men. They look like business men in suits but one gets my eye. He's a large ginger who looks a lot like Arthur Weasley. I ask everyone in the elevator but look at the ginger, "Do you have a gift for me?" Suddenly, they all become very nervous and start clearing throats and muttering uncertain words. I wait patiently with both hands held behind my back thinking they surely have something to give me. The ginger starts patting his pant pockets and dives a hand in one. He quickly produces a coin and tosses it in the air toward me. I think that my dreaming eyes will be unable to follow but I deftly snatch it out of the air. When I look at the coin I see it is copper colored. "Oh. A penny." At that, the elevator door opens on the other side and I exit not ready to give up on this.

I am now in what looks like a waiting room lobby full of people. As I stroll through, I spot an extremely beautiful blonde woman lounging in an arm chair. The room darkens save for a beam of light on the woman. She appears to be from the 40's era but looks strangely like an older version of a Disney star who's name escapes me at the moment. I stop dead in my tracks with my jaw on the floor. I timidly approach the woman having real anxiety and shyness. When I get close she looks up at me. I am barely able to speak at first but my words suddenly rush out at the end, "Um hey. Um so...do you have a gift for me?" I give a nervous smile.
She smiles and nods, "Mmmm Hmmm."
I suddenly lose my nervousness at the prospect of sex, "Oh do you?"
She just rolls her eyes and gets up moving to the other side of the room. There is very large purse or cloth bag on a chair. She reaches in then pauses, "Wait. Do you have a gift for me?"
Shit! I am at a loss and begin to act like the guys in the elevator. I pat my pockets finding nothing but suddenly remember that I can just summon something. For some reason I don't want to be a show-off so I use expectation to find a gift sitting in the room. I turn around and there is a couch with people on it. I walk to the end and expect to find the present sitting on the other side. I push past a woman in a chair and reach down hoping it will appear. My hands grasp on a small box and it materializes before my eyes. It's neatly wrapped in white paper with green and red ornaments on it. Yes!

As I walk the package back to the woman I think that I had better decide what the gift is. I don't want it to be something lame. Judging by the size, I decide it should be jewellery. She's now holding a medium sized box wrapped in red paper with green stripes. We quickly exchange gifts and I tear into mine right away. It's a white box with some writing on it that looks a lot like a board game. I squint to read the yellow writing: NATIONAL LAMPOONS AND BREAKFAST CLUB TRIVIA. I ask if this is a board game and she nods smiling. "Thanks!", I say.
She now unwraps her gift revealing a black felt box. (The type you would expect to have jewellery in) Then, she asks an odd question, "Where does it go?"
I am confused and not sure I understand, "What?"
She repeats herself more clearly now, "Where... does... it go?"
Still thinking she is being very odd, I think "necklace" and trace a line on her chest near her neck. I answer, "Right there."
She smiles and begins to open the box as I take the seat next to her. She pauses, "Is it Lavender Ruby?"
I picture a white gold necklace with purple gems. Wondering what the hell is wrong with this woman I answer, "Well, It's um purple. Amethyst, I think."
She lifts the lid only slightly and quickly closes it looking a little disappointed.
Guessing her thoughts, I ask, "You're going to return it aren't you?"
Without looking at me, she gives a slight nod.
I become annoyed and a little hurt at this, "Why are you being a bitch in my dream?"
Her only response is a playful pouty-lipped-look. I feel bad about calling her a bitch and hug her. I close my eyes as we kiss. The kiss feels odd and I suddenly break away.

I think about how this woman is so lifelike but isn't real at all. In fact, she is just... me. I become curious about what part of my subconscious she is so I ask, "Who are you?"
She smiles and responds, "How are you?"
I don't find the humour in this and sarcastic reply, "Haha how funny." I try again, "What's your name?"
This time get a an actual answer but it seems she is lying because she stumbles on the name like she is just making it up, "Amar...rosa."
"Your name is Amarosa?" (Not Omarosa. There was a distinct 'A' sound.)
She smiles at me and snuggles into my chest. I put an arm around her and want to enjoy this but decide this is wrong. I go ahead and let her down gently, "Well, Maybe in the next life but not this one." I push her away and see looks at me questioningly. "I'm already married. Sorry but I have to go." As if on cue I wake up.