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Dream 1

I'm at a campground with several friends. The entire place is dark and gloomy, and I feel off kilter from the very beginning. The campground is mostly a steep hill that ends at a lake, with a little management cabin/bathrooms by the lake. We're the only people this close to the bottom. Our tent is set up behind a tree, hugging it. Once again, it is dark, gloomy, and has an air of trouble brewing.

We're all inside the tent. There are at least five of us. One girl is bigger, has blonde hair and glasses, and reminds me of L's friend.

The tent is only big enough to accommodate one, yet we're all in the tent and don't give it a second thought. The front is zipped up, and it is night.

We all know that something dark is out there, waiting to pounce. I can't see anything since it's so dark out, only the faint outline of the tent in front of my nose. We can hear it's footsteps as it circles the tent. Suddenly, something strikes at the tent and the side is dented inward. Then all I can hear is the scrabbling sound of fingernails on the plastic-y surface of the tent. I scream and grab at the tent, holding it together so that it can't enter. My friends are sobbing and crying out behind me, but they are background noises to the sound of the zipper being jerked downward.

I think that it was gone for a while. We made a mad dash for an old, twisted tree on the other side of the road. The fat friend shouted out something, and I thought that it was funny. I'm climbing up this tree like there's no tomorrow, leaping from limb to limb. I finally find a secure spot that seems to be the highest point. I settle down, all while looking at the ground to be on guard. I know that my friends are being caught, behind me, but can't turn around to look.

Then I 'wake up'. I want to remember the dream so I can write it down later so I start to remember each bit that happened, carefully. I'm sucked in. Everything happens similarly. When we get to the old tree, I'm trying to find the spot that I perched in before but can't. I find a similar spot and sit there for a moment. Something dark churns beneath me.

As one, we all jump out of the tree and run up the road. We're all terrified and out of breath, there are broken sobs. Then we come upon two big tents and some picnic tables. Music is blasting, people are everywhere, and you can hear the sound of glass being tapped together. A cute boy with an odd, perky stride walks by.

"Here, we'll be safe here. Let's stay." Someone says in a breathless, relieved, voice. No, let's not stay, I think. I feel a bad vibe from this place, but I can feel my resolve weakening as I keep an eye on that pretty boy and the blasting music reels me in. It sounds like a fun time.

I open my eyes. It's completely dark in my room. I can't seem to move, and I feel very weak. Like I just exercised a day straight. It's a nice kind of weak. Why is it dark? I think. It's morning, it should be light. The curtains are closed, I notice. I get a sudden, panicky feeling. I struggle in the blankets for a moment. I can't keep my eyes closed, I know that he (the thing from my dream) was in the room. I hear footsteps on the wooden floor.

"Dad!" I call. My voice is very quiet, and weak. I try again. "Dad! Come here!" I could hear him talking with my brother, S, as they came up the stairs. "S! Come here!" He stands just outside the open door to talk to me.

"What?"
"I need you to go to the library and get a book for me. "

"What? Why?" In a whining voice. Then the shuffle of paper. I needed the book with the gem on the cover, the book that was the twin to the one that I already had.

Dream 2

I live in a village in the middle of nowhere. The world is about to end and we are packing all of our belongings into this space craft, where we will live for the rest of eternity. By 'the end of the world' I mean that the entire world, besides our UFO, will disappear into a never ending white blur.

Everyone is discouraged. They think that we will starve aboard the ship. I pack chickens, pigs, lots of sheep, and cows. They freely move about. My plan was that we would eat the eggs that the chickens lay, and that the slain animals would respawn back on the ship. A villager made a nasty comment about how they wouldn't respawn back on the ship, but out in the white. I responded by saying that we would survive on the eggs.

I laid down endless red and white beds along the sides of the ship. I told the villagers that we could dig downward and make sleeping quarters. I imagined a long hallway to explore, and huge rooms filled with bunk beds. It sounded fun.

I thought that it would be nice to have kittens, for fun, on the ship. I found a box of them at the last minute. They were very rare. It turned out that a woman had sex with a cat to give birth to them, everyone hushed when that was revealed. She gave instructions as to how to make babies with a cat.

I was throwing everything I could possibly find on board. We were about to leave at any second. I ran outside to find more stuff to put on the ship. A countdown begins out loud. The villagers are screaming at me and beckoning for me to come back now. I run.

Everything was blank, but then we somehow go forward into the past/future. We're in the village again, except it's inhabited by different people, the buildings are slightly changed, and one building is deteriorated. The villagers (from the ship) creep forward hesitantly. They look incredibly out of place, with their long, old-fashioned dressed and top hats.

Some of them start to cry because they don't know if they will pop back into the past/future in a second, and the thought of never seeing their village again made them sad.

Lucid Dream 3

I remember flying around my town and breaking into someone's house. A woman with short hair lived there. The fact that she had dyed red hair seemed important. She lived there with her family. I started regretting breaking into the house because I was stuck skittering room to room to avoid being seen. "Why did I do this?" I mournfully ask myself as I run into the guest bedroom that is rarely used. I literally dive on the bed, which looks incredibly inviting because of the fluffy comforter and huge pillows.

I hide behind a column beside the sofa as someone enters the living room. I mentally curse the dad when he decided to not go to work today, and to stay home. He has on a tux and carries a suitcase.

When the person leaves the room I jump onto the sofa and over the back. I crouch down behind it.

Now I'm on the back road beside the elementary school. I'm flying at least at tree level. I decide that, yeah, this must be a dream because I'm flying. Everything turns golden and light. It reminds me of heaven. There is no ground. I want to work on my swimming for the next meet, and I remember reading somewhere that practicing something in a dream can make you better at in real life. I start doing butterfly midair. It feels weird. It's uncomfortable and tight on my shoulder joints, but it also feels crazy because I'm the air!

Another short lucid dream that I remembered while writing this. Might've happened on Friday? Everything is blue, and there is no ground. I'm swimming butterfly, easily. There is the edge of this sky-pool way ahead, and there are even little handles for backstroke starts and blocks. It all feels unreal, because everything is floating. I an hear a crowd talking and get the distinct feeling that there was a large room to my right. It was made out of concrete. There was a dark-skinned woman with big brown hair there, laughing.

I'm in the water, it looks like the ocean and the water is so dark, it's like I just fell in from a ship wreck or something, I'm not the only one down here. There is someone way below me sinking and not even trying to swim, and then there are a few people above me trying to swim to the surface. I' trying hard to get to the surface as well but I can't swim well, I keep looking below me and I see this huge ship that is wrecked down there but I can't see its entirety because it goes to deep and gets dark. I see that person fall into a hole in the ship and fade into the darkness, and as I'm staring I see something emerging from the depths, it's a huge fucking massive Megalodon, and I wig out and frantically thrash my body trying to get away, but the shark grabs hold of my entire left arm, and as this happens I am watching it happen to me from above and I watch the shark violently shake its head like a dog does when it has a toy, and then it takes me down into the big hole in the ship wreck. Then my perspective finally gets to the surface, and I see the other people floating and panicking and some of them are mourning me and that other person. It's horrifying here on the surface just as well as below. Up here the water is so black and I can't see anything below me, then suddenly my body comes to the surface thrashing and my perspective goes back into my body. I'm secretive about the fact that The shark ripped my left arm off, I put the arm into my wet suits sleeve so I could hopefully get out of here and have reattached or something. The we are trying to climb up these rocks, we keep seeing shark fins emerge from the water and speed towards us and the mouth with encompass us but the rock stop them so they release and swim off. This happens about ten times until I see the selective exit, it's like a game show, we have to swim in the water to the tarp tunnel that goes vertically into the air so we can hopefully climb out before a shark gets us. The show host hates me, but he thinks I'm already dead from what happened to me earlier. I decide I need to swim NOW, so I jump in and it fells so horrible, it feels like the sharks are right under me, like I will die any moment, then I swim under water a little bit to enter the tarp, there's this elastic netting rope, I get the trick right away, you have to pull then you fly up a bit, then grab higher up while airborne then repeat until at the top and I can get a good grasp of the walls, then I climb up and through a sliver of a hole, and the host greats me at the entrance and he's sitting on a chair to rude to get up, then he realizes it's me when I unzip the hood of the wet suit off me and I ran through the building to get to a hospital, as I can hear the man ordering people after me.

So I'm doing the wake up every 90 minutes thing to catch myself dreaming, so I can write down dreams in this dream journal, and therefore I can improve recall. Except THIS time, when I woke up, my tired mind tricked me into believing it could remember what it was dreaming WITHOUT writing the dang dream down. So, when the alarm went off, what did I do? I moronically believed my tired brain in my hazy state, and rolled right over, going to sleep.

So, here's what little I remember, thanks to my rebellious little brain telling me I could rely on it for it's superb (riiiight) memory.

August 14, 2013 3:00 am

All I remember is that I was in a deeply wooded forest. It was pretty dark in there too. Was it a scary forest? A happy forest? A forest with little polar bears sipping root beers while balancing on rubber balls? I wouldn't know because I stupidly did not write down my dream! when I woke up. So anyone reading this, don't repeat my mistake


8:00 am

Got in an argument with dad about something. It felt really important to me inthe dream, but I cannot remember just why we were arguing. I do remember he'd said something realllllly offensive to me, but I just don't remember what it wass; only that it made me very, very upset. Hmmmmmmmmm.

#214 - 4:41AM - DILD

I am working at my old plant before we moved. I realize this and become lucid. I look around and notice that there are no people and it is only partially lit. I guess that I must have got here before anyone else. I remember the place was haunted in waking life and decide that maybe I was the ghost all along. I decide to make a mess of the place but I have become ethereal. I manage to turn over a table but only with great concentration. I then proceed to make a mess of the things on my old supervisors desk.

Then people arrive and they comment on the mess I made but they don't seem to notice me. I enjoy this idea and scream and shout at them trying to scare them with ghostly sounds. It seems they can't hear me either. I turn to see the mess I made on the desk but there is now a large hardcover book about lucid dreaming. The title has the words, "Lucid Dreaming" in it then something else. I try to read it but the text become long and confusing. I get the gist about it saying something about how science and church can come together to bring the joy of lucidity to everyone putting away all misconceptions about it. It all seems confusing and kind of boring and I go back to being a bad spook. I run at my old lead shouting and roaring. As I crash into her I get the random idea to grab her right boob. The scene goes briefly dark.

I focus and the scene comes back. I see, Bradley, a kid I knew a long time ago. I try talking to him but when he ignores me I bite his ear. There was no response so I start sucking on it. He just keeps walking with me latched to him like a leech. I follow him into the break room when I then realize that he seems incredible sad. I say, "Bradley! Why are you so sad? I was just messing with you. I didn't mean anything." He looks like he is about to cry and I put my arms out to him. We hug and I comfort him. The dream goes dark again.

I think I am wake but can feel myself standing and sitting on the counter-top. I try to DJ buy my device looks like a stupid calculator. I realize it a dream and put it away. Before I can do anything else, I wake up for real.

Dream 1(fragments):

I was playing some video game about dragons.

Dream 2(fragments):

I was doing dream guide things on dreamviews, but it was more of an actual place, it looked like some kind of an office and there were some papers i had to go through apparently. Then there was different section of it that looked like some kind of lab. Then i was discussing something about dreamviews with somebody and the things to do.

Dream 3(fragments):

I was in some video game, and in it some events were happening near school from my past, there were some battles and i was closing to the end of the game. I could control some combat vehicle remotely and also had some other abilities, then later there was also an automated fuel storage vehicle that could fuel the vehicle i controlled. I had to talk to a few characters including some old lady and then went to pre-final mission, which switched to completely different game style of tactical turn based RPG where i controlled a group of characters fighting a group of elite enemy characters, some characters on both sides were wearing black colored armor. At the end of the fight, massive amount of weak enemies spawned, which looked some kind of humanoid mutants and overran the place and i used powerful spell or ability that set the place ablaze and covered our retreat.
Then i was back near the school and i was going to check some stuff and prepare for a fight with final boss, which was some kind of huge mecha thing.

#213 - 3:50AM - DEILD

I remember a DEILD with vibrations just before this one but I either fell non-lucid or I didn't wake up all the way after. Either way I forgot it. I had a lot of issues all night trying to DJ while I was still dreaming.

I DEILD from a NLD about getting naked in a robe with my wife but someone that looked like Robin from HIMYM kept bothering us.

The vibrations hit and I mantra this time to remind myself to hold on to lucidity. I am suddenly running out a back door and onto a shipping dock for trucks. I run into an alley and past a big dumpster. For some reason I had started counting but let it go at 13. I begin looking for the TARDIS again but don't see it anywhere. I enjoy the feeling of fast effortless running I look up and see bright stars in early dawn. The are feels cold but I enjoy it because I felt hot in the last dream. I make my way around the building I came out of and see large skyscrapers lit up in the dim early morning light. For some reason I think its a hospital and that I had built them. I suddenly become winded and tired. I stop and pant while admiring my work. The scene goes dark and I try to DJ but realize I am not wake yet. I begin to start remembering the other lucid I forgot but I suddenly wake up.

#212 - 2:31AM - DEILD

I wake from some dream and DEILD. Almost immediately, I have a false awakening and find myself lying on some raised bed in what looks like a mobile trailer with other test subjects around me. The scene is similar to a mobile blood drive with donors but I already "know" that we are going a Galantamine study. Then, I see a hand come in front of me from my right and I instinctively shake it. I turn to see who it is and am shocked to see Wurlman smiling at me, "Hi. I am David."
I tell him that I know who he is and I immediately think that I have to be dreaming. I say, "This has to be a dream... We are dreaming." Wurlman just laughs with delight and says, "Yep!"
I say, "Shit dude! You did it!" I am so glad that he is lucid too.
He smile again, "Yep!"

I look around at the other people and want to do tell them all that this is a dream but I become nervous that maybe we are not really dreaming yet and I will just make a fool of myself. So, I do the ol' nose plug and blow through. I stand up, "OK. Everyone. This is a dream. None of you exist." I catch eyes with one younger large build man. He rolls is eyes at me shakes his head. I find that mildly interesting but have no desire to talk to him. I turn to Wurlman, "Well, let's go." As we step outside say, "Shit niggy. We got lucid." We both laugh and I pat Wurlman on the back.

It is night time and I look up. We seem to be in the country with very little light pollution and the stars shine bright and numerous. I say something like, "Wow look at the stars." Then remember I had a task to do (Go to Hell in the TARDIS). Since it's dark I feel the need for a light source before we continue. I pull out my phone and fiddle with it to try and get the LED on. For some reason it wont work. Wurlman, nudges me and says, "Dude look." He reaches down beside him and blind summons a flashlight. He seems to be holding nothing but there is a light beam wherever he points his cupped hand. I realize what he is doing and do the same thing. There are now two light beams lighting our way. Feeling satisfied I say, "Well do you wanna go to Hell with me?"
Wurlman seems totally shocked at this statement, "What?!?!"
I try to cover it up, "I mean, I have a TARDIS. It's just right around the other side of the trailer.

I lead the way with out further comment and we walk around. There is a flat bed trailer with a blue box strapped to it. A street lamp casts it into silhouette but I can see that the box looks more like a port-o-potty than a TARDIS. I try to ignore this fact and continue on anyway. We step in and I am disappointed that the inside looks just like a plastic port-o-potty. I say, "AAHHH! It not bigger on the inside." I push on the walls hoping something would happen but it just feels plastic. I turn to the door and back again trying to picture the inside of the TARDIS. Nothing changes. Then I open the doors to leave and see a TARDIS console siting in the open under the street lamp. It looks a lot like the junk TARDIS from "The Doctors Wife" episode.



I excitedly run toward it but the dream goes dark and I wake up.

I was trying to lucid dream, but for some reason I couldn't quite relax enough that night. I went to sleep and had this weird dream instead.

The first thing I remember is being in an old house with yellow bricks. It had lots of old junk inside the place. I was in the house with my younger cousin and we found a sign that read 'Possessed objects' So, I guess all the objects were in some way evil. So we wanted to burn the house down to kill all the objects.

On a shelf we found two plastic looking dragon's. One was red and one was blue. Apparently we needed both of them to start a fire, so we took the dragons and set the house on fire. (They were kinda like hoses that spat fire XD)

But as we were setting the house on fire, I noticed that my other cousin was in the house! I ran inside and quickly grabbed her. Then we continued to light the house on fire. But for some strange reason the fire faded away. We went back inside the house and found the same dragons again ( don't know we lost them) I noticed that the blue dragon had blood around it's neck.

Then we burnt the house AGAIN and my cousin turned to me and said " I promise US will be good"

And then I woke up thinking ' what? that doesn't even make any sense. I promise US?'

Holy Crap! Realistic zombie dream! Did a lot of things that were exactly the right decision. Watching myself slowly die is always weird though. I shall give you the 4 part dreams as one story after connecting it together. The Purple is the latest in chronology, the blue is the past. It is hard to split this dream up, because I had the previous dreams prior to this one, but during this one, I thought about the prior dreams.

I wake up in my bed. It is really cold, but I wait. I am really hungry, but I wait. The noises outside have stopped, but I wait.

It all started when me and Laura had rushed home after hearing that there was a zombie attack ongoing and that everyone would have to fend for themselves. We boarded up the windows and stayed there as long as we could. In the day times I could hear the neighbors making their movements and trying to get away from Zombies, hoping that they would have the advantage of the light. Lots of them got met right outside of their door and eaten. At night time the zombies would look for ways into the house through windows, biting people when they slept. A couple of neighbors wanted lodgings since we had boarded up our windows. I let them stay in the living room cautiously. That was the night that the zombies found enough reason to break in. I realized that they were attracted to noise. They could break into our house easily, but would not do so unless they knew that there was someone there. The people got bit and I woke up with a zombie right next to me. I fought it in hand to hand combat trying not to get grabbed, and not to get bit. My wife tossed me the gun and I blew its brains out, along with the two in the hallway.
"To my parents house" I yell at Laura. The door to the apartment isn't open, and I can hear zombies outside. I have Laura get the shotgun and I have my Glock. I open the door silently. There is a zombie 15 feet away from me with its back to me. I motion to Laura and we head the other way. The zombies are less dense than they normally are, but it is morning time. They don't really sleep in the mornings, but they seem slower. Probably the only reason I stayed alive.

Awake. My arm is injured, but I wait. silence is more important than my well being. I could die from a wound, but I would die if I made too much noise.

We make the 20 minute drive to my parents house. Not that many cars on the road, since the zombie attack happened so quickly, 2/3 of Kansas had died in the first day, we had heard when the radio towers and internet were still up. We made it to my parents house, and it seemed like they had a lookout, because they opened the garage door as we pulled near their second garage. They shut the garage door and used big sticks to beat off the zombie that had run in when it opened.

Awake. I look at the fan on the ceiling. Laura always liked having it on. It would be off for a long time. Of course it had been like that for the week that we spent here together after the zombies initial attack too. Amazing how at that time I had wanted things to go back like they were, but now I just wish she was here in the apartment with me. We didn't stay with my parents long, because they were almost out of food...

We went on the road and kept having to siphon gas out of other cars. Since there were so many dead, it was easy to find enough. I would say that 75% of the people were alive now. It kept getting more and more rare to see people. A sign on the side of the road "Zombie outlet store- get your zombie survival help here!" We decided to stop, because honestly, we could use a bit of help. The store was filled with people that seemed to band together to make a strong group. They had taken a few hardware stores and grocery stores and thrown everything together into one huge hangar. They said that they would help us for a small fee. I honestly don't remember the fee, but I do remember that the store was so big that they told us to make sure that we had a way to fight off the zombies that were in it. They said that they lose like 20 customers a day, even with the sweeper, a noise making machine that would kill anything that got too close to it. Maybe they didn't charge us, now that I think about it. Maybe they had found this place and wanted to help people without. They told us that they would be overrun in a few days. More and more of them had been coming at night and they didn't have any more ammo. They were using big hardware tools and some random swords that they had gotten. We left there after fixing the car and found out that they had done something to the car to make it quit on us about 50 miles away.

Awake. I hear a noise. The slow walk of zombie that hasn't found any food in a while. He would be dangerous if he heard one sound. I am going to stay here, lying in bed as long as I can. I will wait.

After the car quit, we all took our portions and were planning on leaving the state of Kansas. After a lot of debate we decided to go to Texas. We got another car and made it back to the city we live in. We should have driven around it, the amount of people infected was probably 99% in this city now. The density of zombies had gotten much higher. It seemed like there was almost no one left in the city. We all scattered. They hopefully regrouped.

Awake. I open my eyes. My last thoughts of how I got here. I told the group that if one of us was lost, that we should still make the group trip to Texas and come back with more resources. If the person could, he would wait in his own house (apartment for me), if not, he would go to the others house. We had an order to it and all. I am waiting in my apartment for them to return. It has been days since I moved. I had had enough food for a few weeks time, but I only had 3 days left. When you are starving your body doesn't tell you that it is hungry till you are about to die of hunger. I would need to wait here for as long as possible and need to be strong when I left. I decided to starve myself now and conserve energy until I was about to die. I would then plan on going to Texas. Even if they couldn't make it back, we had a place to meet. I looked up at the ceiling. Laying in bed without moving for days and days, hoping that I don't miss my opportunity to eat. Being here alone is so much worse than when I was here with Laura I thought the sound of the bones breaking as Zombies feasted on the neighbors in the hallway was bad, but when there are no neighbors left. That is when you start to realize that there is no hope left.


I woke up for real, amazed at the dream. I had doubled those dreams as dreams and then as memories in a dream, and I had woken up hundreds of times in my bed staring at the ceiling, not wanting to move to conserve energy. I had felt worse and worse and more like I was going to die until the very end. I am lying still from after the dream, haha, just like the dream. I think about trying to DEILD, but then my alarm goes off. I eat a bit of cereal and get dressed for work. I look over at the locked door. There is no sound out there, but this door had been thought about so much in my dream. I was a little afraid to go out and go to work.

Hey this dream was literally so short I'm not even going to type in color codes but I can remember being with some friends and becoming lucid while with them. I believe I began to fly around a bit too. But sadly I can't remember much after that.

Dream Fragment: I'm sitting at the family computer watching videos online while eating potato chips. Someone comes into the room and I pretend to be asleep.

Second Dream: I'm in my kitchen, wearing a pair of black 70s-style headphones. They seem to function like a ham radio, because someone appears to be talking to me through them. The person starts singing a song (the lyrics of which I can't remember), and I can literally see everything they're singing about.

I've been blamed for a crime I didn't commit, and if I'm going to avoid being staked, I have to find something before dawn. I thought I knew where it was, but I was wrong. Dawn has come -

- but I've managed to buy myself a little extra time. Same setting, new backstory: this is all a game. Someone on the staff by the entrance, without realizing it, let slip the location of my final goal. But in order to reach that goal, I need an intermediate piece of the puzzle, a Bible. I find it - it's not an actual Bible but a book of many different passages, one of which looks like a Bible quote, and a few words are written in red, reminding me of one of St. Germain's codes. It's in Swedish. I head back to my room to translate it, but I lose the passage and can't find it again, and flipping through the pages, I find -

- a family tree representing the Baratheon family with stag symbolism, with a crown for Joffrey. I'm Jaime, sitting in a pit of a jail cell as I turn the pages, with the Starks looking down on me, and one of them suggests in an almost sympathetic tone that I've lived long enough. So many days down, so many more to go.

It is slowly turning to night, me and Thomas are coming back from something, he is following me. we don’t realize it at first but the house is gone. We get out of the car and something doesn’t seem right, cars are parked every where and I get out. Something is strange, all of a sunden I realize my house is not there. I say Dude wheres our house? And all that is there is a square rectangular whole where our house once lay. All I could think is where is my stuff, what am I going to do? Thomas Is not so worried because he is moving. I say what the fuck happened. It is getting darker and we look around more, I think the house was litteraly pulled up into the woods to the left over near my parents shop. We see it and go over to it and look inside it. It looks like it has been jumbled. I say again what the fuck happened and Thomas says well isn’t it obviouse, look around at these signs, he resites, or says something like you have been evicted for two months until further notice , or something like that, now it is dark and I think xan, my other roommate, is hiding from us up near his car because we hear a motorcycle pulling into our driveway, for some reason we are really scarred and we try to hide and that is when I saw xan. Then I scare my self awake.


Can someone please tell me what this means?

August 14, 2014

Notes: night 3 of my 30 day lucid challenge. set the intention to remember all of my dreams, asked my dream dragon to help me realize the dream state, recalled three dreams

UFO-Thought it was real
Me and my family were on a hi-line train zipping through a big city, like new york. I think were on vacation. I looked out the train's window and noticed a large flying object next to me. Metallic and weird. It's the most bizarre UFO I've ever seen.

I take a closer look and notice there's no pilot. Instead it has a robot like RTD2 piloting it. Wait! I'm staring at a real UFO! I grab my camera and take pictures like crazy.

When we get to our destination I show off my photographs to everyone "I saw a UFO!". I was so happy to have photographic evidence.

Then I wake up pissed off it never happened. As I'm falling back asleep I focus on recognizing that I'm dreaming.

Just Ring Me Out!
Me and sis were in some underground shopping area, as if it's one of the quicky markets in the subway stations of new york. No windows no air. Its early morning, we just woke, were starving so we grab some breakfast food and take it to the counter to be rung out. The counter was outside the actual shop.

Two ladies start to ring me out. I hand them my debit card, they swipe and swipe but they're taking forever. Finally they tell me they can't process my order unless I give them my social security number. What a load of crap!

I tell them they're lying, "I work in retail, you don't need that information. Just use my debit already". We argue forever over the matter. They call up their manager on the phone to confirm how to ring me up. I'm getting really frustrated and I just want to eat my breakfast!!

Finally, after what feels like forever, they get off the phone with their manager and explain to me......"we can't ring you out unless you give us your social security number." Bloody hell were back to square one!

I think sis finally gets annoyed and hands over cash. They take forever processing my order with cash. They hand me the receipt - but failed to hand me my change. I FLIP OUT! "WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM! Don't you know how to count, you owe us change!"

They look at me with disgust, but are still failing to give me my change. I argue with them some more, clearly they owe us change.

They open the register as slowly as possible and count as slowly as possible. And finally, finally, I have my breakfast and my change. I look at the time, holy hell its 3:30pm! Not only did those idiots make me miss my breakfast but now I've missed out on lunch.

As me and sis were walking away the two ladies approach us and curse us out, as if it was our fault they don't know how to do the simplest of retail skills. It made no sense! No sense! I was so stressed out I could pull my hair out, WHAT is going on!!!

I woke up still feeling stressed out. What was that dream all about? Then I remembered that if I ask my subconscious to help me realize I'm dreaming, my subconscious will create a dream so stressful I could scream! And sometimes, it works, I'll scream "oh my God, someone tell me I'm dreaming!!". Unfortunately that didn't happen here.

I didn't want to end my night with that dream. I look at the clock and figure I could still sleep for another hour or so.

Senseless Shopping
I look at the time, the store I work at is just about to close. Still, I felt the need to harass my poor employees so that I could buy a single sheet of paper. In real life, I wouldn't do that to them. I know I hate it when last minute customers run in just as I'm about to lock the door.

I run in just before the doors were locked!! Its completely quiet in here. The girl managing the store (who is my belly dance teacher and not an actual employee) was babysitting her kids in the back room while on the clock.

I find the large sheet of paper I need "this is perfect to paint on". But then I start to have second doubts. "why am I painting on a sheet of paper? isn't it too thin to hold my paint?". I'm just about to walk out when mom stops me, and asks me to babysit the kids while my friend finishes closing up the store. "sure"

Locking a door apparently takes two hours. By the time I leave it's way past midnight. Apparently I'm not done shopping.

I find myself in a large shopping area. The place is crowded, with insane customers screaming gleefully up and down the isles. I browse through all the items looking for that special something to buy. It finally occurs to me that everything here is halloween related. It really makes no sense to me, I don't remember wanting to buy anything halloween related.

So I leave the store. By the time I walk out the sun has risen and I think "well great, theres goes my sleep." I start to fly home but I'm completely lost. I look behind me and see the downtown skyline of SA. "well thats east, so I need to fly in this direction". I'm sure I was flying in the right direction, but I don't recognize any of these buildings. It's so industrial looking. Where's 410 west?

I fly towards the edge of a forest. Now I know I must be going in the wrong direction. I get a feeling that I came from this direction. Flying that-way I run into an old man tending a field. "how do I get to 410-west?" He draws me a map on the ground. It's confusing as hell. I'll have to connect to two different highways. I felt so lost.

I woke up shortly after

i was in my dad's house and looked at my fingers. I don't remember what made me to do it, but fingers were too long and i thought that it must be LD. I went to the kitchen thinking what to do in LD and woke up.