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Bedtime: 1:30
Bedtime snack: a cup of hot chocolate with a large marshmallow
WBTB: 4:45
Aids (during WBTB): Mugwort tea (1 tsp. mugwort, 1 tsp. chamomile, a pinch of cinnamon)
Recall: Medium
Vividness: High
Awesome factor: Medium


Dream 1 (fragment): I was walking through an art gallery, looking at pieces that were for sale.

Post-WBTB:

Couldn't fall asleep for a long time, but remained relaxed enough for lots of hypnogogic images/sounds. One was really strange. I was looking at some kind of scene from right to left, but it was choppy, kind of like playing an online game with lag. I had another vision that is part of a series of visions I've been having for almost a year, which seem like they could be (oh please, can they be?) prophetic. Interestingly, mugwort is believed to induce prophetic dreams/visions (though I wasn't under its influence during any of the past visions).

Dream 2 (fragment): My sister had connected her laptop to a large widescreen TV to conduct her online classes.

Dream 3: I was K's house (didn't look like it does in real life). W, I, D, and Aunt J were there. They were telling me about a large green parrot they had seen on TV. They wanted to know what it was called. Someone there had a type of Amazon, so I said that if it looked like that, it might also have been one. But if it was bigger -- everyone agreed that it had been bigger -- it could have been an Eclectus, at which point W had something to say about Eclectuses.

K was in the kitchen, doing something by the sink. At this point, I spontaneously realized I was dreaming. NO RCs or anything memory-induced. I just suddenly became aware that I was dreaming (like I did a few times during a nightmare as a kid, at which point I would force my eyes open). So what did I do now that I realized I was dreaming? Told myself I had to wake up, of course!

I don't know why I decided the best course of action was to wake myself up, even though it wasn't a bad dream. Maybe it's just hardwired into my brain because that's what I always did when becoming lucid during a nightmare as a kid. I thought I was smarter than this!

Key emotions: none, really

I remember having a dream and then falling back to sleep and forgetting it. Unfortunate. However, I was able to gather two dream fragments last night.

#1 - Indecisive Potential Lover
I was at the gas station, and I met a nice girl and asked her if she wanted to hang out. She agreed to hang out with me. The scene cuts to my house -- I'm at my house with my family and her family, and we're making conversation. She gave me her phone number, her fax number, and her home address -- which was odd for her to do, because up until this point her body language would indicate she was entirely not interested in me. But even though it seemed as though she wasn't interested, her words and actions indicated that she *was*. I wasn't going to give up on her yet -- she was gorgeous! Way too gorgeous to be interested in me.

Reflection:
I believe that in this dream, I am torn between the desire to find a significant other and my low self-image. It says a lot about my hopeless romanticism.

#2 "In the Gheeeetooo"
I'm driving a truck through a ghetto, which at the bottom of a valley. For the bottom of a valley, this is a pretty barren wasteland. It resembles a trailer park in the desert -- with houses spaced out without any rhyme or reasoning to their positions, and roads existing only because cars had traveled over them -- not because any government paved them. I remember thinking "This place is a crime haven -- the valley hides its position so nobody will detect us." I thought. We turned a corner and spotted a burning building. I called for the man who lived there, who I somehow knew. He was hiding in a giant pile of ice and snow of unknown origin. I yelled to him "Get in the truck before you get sick!" -- he got in, and we drove off.
Reflection:
I don't know where I got the idea for the location, except that there is a ghetto in my town called "The Valley", which exists at the lowest point in the town. It's hot and Texas climate, but not a desert.

I was lazy last night and didn't keep any dream notes. Luckily I still remember 3 but I think I'm still forgetting one. Maybe it will come to me later. I was going for WILD/DEILD but at each awakening my wife's snorring made it hard to consentrate. I couldn't even try MILD or SSILD. It didn't help that at the beggining of the night I was dealing with restless leg syndrom and a few time during the later part of the morning. If I hadn't just come from the relciner befrore my WBTB I would have moved there to escape the snoring. The odds seem to be stacked against my reaching lucidity lately.

BOLD = Dream Cues

#1 - NLD

I am cooking fajita meat. There is a premature baby laying on the prep table wrapped in a tortilla. I feel confused how and why the beef looks like a baby. I wonder if I should just bite it's head off or wait for it to change on it's own.

I look up and notice at the small table in the middle of the street. I see a device like the TV remote but know it records audio and video. I see my ex-wife arrested in a cop car. I turn the audio up and say "Oh I've got to see this!" Turns out she had been involved in some shady dealing involving sex and she had been living a double life. It was no surprise to me. I woke up.

#2 - NLD

I was shopping in a department store for some shorts and jeans. There was a huge unblievable sale were everything was 2 for $10. The clothes I really wanted were completely sold out but I found something I liked. I looked at the brand of jeans I am trying on and it has the DW symbol. The 11th Doctor shows up and tell me it was destiny that I bought those jeans. He says something about having lots of adventrues ahead like I was to be the next Doctor.

I put him aside for a second and began to worry that these jeans are so cheap because of Chinese Slave labor. I thought of how IWL I read an article where a slave worker put a "help me" note in some halloween decorations.

I get online and look up the store that I was buying from. Everyone said it was "Cetified Approved" meaning it was "Fair Trade". I was relieved to find this out but then I woke up.

# 3 - NLD

I am at work at the old 13st facility. Something about talking to Hobee in the break room. We run out of work so they put me and two others in tha back to count and organize some stuff in storage. After moving stuff around I notice that it seems like it got really late. I look at the time and see its almost 6:30PM. One guy that looks like someone I knew in elementary school is asleep on a pallet. I wake him and tell him we will be locked in here all weekend if we don't leave. He didn't seem to care and would not wake up. I woke up.

Didnt use correct wake up protocol so I lost a lot of the dream.

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Fragments:
Theres a shop with things in it and a cashier who is female and wore green outfit, I think she was a witch (all I remember about the cashier).
I written something on a guys red jagged roof with black marker, he was unhappy because he couldn't get it off so I went back to the shop to "borrow" some vinegar (Was a clear glass bottle with a red lid) while the cashier wasn't looking as I knew it would wash off the marker.
I think Im inside the red roofed building, there's some sort of creature laying to the West-North of me, I was scared to go near it.

Hi, I'm new here, I just had a short experience this morning that I would like to share and hear your opinions about, please excuse me if I mention useless details, it is just that I don't know yet what is important and what is not so I'll tell the whole history.

I've heard about Lucid Dreaming years ago and I never had the courage to try, maybe it is an unreasonable fear but I just didn't dare.

Lately I've been more curious about it, but still I didn't read any techniques, just the general idea. Then yesterday I looked it up again and only read some techniques for reality check, that's all, and I decided that soon I will read more and someday I will have the courage to try.

Then at night, I went to bed early and woke up before I get enough sleep, stayed up for few hours then went back to bed when I felt weak but wasn't really sleepy.

Since I was a little kid, I can't sleep without some visualizing for somethings I wish to happen or whatever ideas come to my mind, this time I visualized nothing special, but for a few seconds I recalled what I read about reality check and Lucid Dreaming, and went back to my visualizations, anyway I dunno when did I fell asleep, but I know it didn't last for long, I can tell for sure that the time between I went to bed and my wake up, was less than 45 minutes, and I never fall asleep immediately.

I remember first thing was feeling paralyzed, it is not the first time it happens to me, so I was aware it is related to dreaming and tried to stop the failed attempts of moving my leg and relax.

Then I remember felt like my body was moving up (in my mind) without being able to control or stop it when I'm aware that my body is still on my bed, and I had some dreams about that before but they were that kind of dreams within dreams when I wasn't aware I was dreaming for real.

This time I was conscious, it was like I'm watching something happening to someone else but wasn't very clear, and I remembered (in the dream) what I read about Lucid Dreaming and thought it might be it and I freaked out, also the idea of dying crossed my mind for an instant, because I relate dying to souls going up out of body, then I decided I'm dreaming and I'm going out of it (I read that you can get out when you want so I believed I can) and I got out and woke up, I think all that happened in few seconds or it felt so.

After waking up I felt so excited and happy and my fear disappeared, I wrote some notes in a notebook about what I experienced (I never did that before) planning to go back to bed for a normal sleep, but I couldn't sleep, I feel active and my mind is so clear, it feels like I had a full sleep and not feeling sleepy anymore, so I decided to look for some forums about Lucid Dreaming and look for advice.

A side note: I'm using subliminal affirmations for 2 weeks now, and I only added some about remembering my dreams that day before I sleep, but nothing was about Lucid Dreaming, just about remembering my dreams because I have trouble remembering them lately.

Anyway sorry for the long post, and whatever what I experienced is called, I know that getting out of the dream easily when I wanted to made me less afraid of trying to Lucid Dream willingly.

What do you think? Was that Lucid Dreaming?

Morning of June 16, 2013. Sunday.



In my dream there is part of the house that reminds me of the southern end of my family home in Cubitis though it is meant to be a large wooden house in Australia. I am looking at the plumbing, as there are troubles of some sort, and the pipes are kind of strange. One section that has the most trouble and which actually cracks and falls off looks much like a car muffler but is about four times bigger. There is not much that can be done, as it is mostly ruined, and the resonance chamber of the “muffler” had not been directing the water properly and so that somehow created a problem for the rest of the plumbing. I tell my wife Zsuzsanna it is broken, so either we will move or have to somehow contact the property owner.

Inside, there is a fireplace facing out from the north to the south. In this climate (in reality), we have never needed a fireplace, as it is normally very warm; warm even during the so-called winter.

There are two very large jagged rocks in front of our fireplace. Zsuzsanna and I are not sure why and I begin to get the idea to move them to make more space. Zsuzsanna thinks that would be a good idea, as I mention we could put another cupboard there. The cupboard would be okay to be there as we had never used the fireplace anyway (though in Brisbane, in real life, the larger house we lived in had a fake stupid-looking plastic fireplace built into the wall - which was kind of annoying as it took up a lot of space that could have been used for something sensible). However, it seems ridiculous that these huge lighter gray rocks could be moved even a little, as they look extremely heavy and are about four feet long and two feet high, plus, the jagged edges (to grip or push on) would make them hard to move as well.

I look up the chimney area and notice a paper or something caught on one corner (front-west), but do not learn what it is. At any rate, I end up sliding the rocks (both at the same time somehow, even though they are mostly end to end) to the south part of the room a bit. It turns out that the rocks had been there to cover a large hole in the wooden floor, and underneath is just dusty ground and a few stones. We may put them back or use something more sensible (and flat) to cover that part of the floor.

Morning of June 16, 2013. Sunday.



I had a shorter intimate dream with the setting once again being in Cubitis, the one area near the hallway being fairly close as to how it really was. Zsuzsanna and I are wrapped in blankets on the otherwise hard tiled floor but we are still enjoying ourselves.

In my last dream of this date, I am back on King Street in the L-shaped smaller apartment in the back. I have several paintings up on the main length of the west wall. They are sort of like water-color images and slightly abstract, one of an eagle’s head. My wife Zsuzsanna is talking to someone else about his art, but he seems to be a younger version of me though with ongoing tribal ties and more art skills, perhaps. His work is detailed but more contemporary, almost like panels from a professional-looking comic book. One image shows a happy couple. One seems to be on plain A4 typing paper but that one may be a print. They are making fun of all the racist cartoons and such that stereotype Native Americans as saying “Ugh!”. They each say “Ugh!” about six times, laughing. Apparently, my “younger self” is even going to paint a large picture expressing the “ughness” of “Ugh!” in abstract. Some of it seems to be a response to modern television shows. There is a vague idea that the public would sit and watch a still image “Ugh!” on their television screen for an hour or more without moving.

Another (unknown male) person also speaks, and there are two other unknowns in the room, at least at one point. This other person is talking about how “great” my paintings on the wall are and I feel a bit silly about the attention as his praise seems sincere, yet as he points out each individual line making up the larger image when talking about the eagle head picture, which is composed of mostly blue and lighter purple water-color paint-like lines, but with also a somewhat of a pen-drawing look.

So, I've been trying to get improve recall for the past 4 days. I've haven't been lucid yet, and have learned about lucid dreams only a week ago.

Usually, I can only remember impressions of my dreams(that's why it is Day 4 in the title). Like Somebody's name or an action, but yesterday, for some reason, my recall took an super boost and I was able to remember my dream quite vividly even 20 to 30 minutes after waking up. I guess quitting caffeine was worth it!

Dream Fragment #1:

I'm in some buddhist monastery with my family and for some reason, I'm a buddhist devotee, if there even is such a thing and I am trying to prove my devotion. The rest, I don't remember.

Dream Fragment #2:

There was this man, who was a cop, and there was this professor. They are really good friends. The professor knows the secret entrance to a secret blueberries garden which holds magically delicious blueberries. The cop wants to sell these berries to make money. The professor wants to help, but the cop refuses because he thinks that the professor will rat them out and reveal the entrance to others. Then the cop follows the professor to the secret blueberry garden and starts to pick the blueberries.

When the cop looks behind, the professor is standing behind him with two detectives who are his accomplices. I'm one of the detectives. The cop gives in and we decide to sell all the blueberries to become rich and split the loot. We go on forward, to find a man lying there. The cop tries to revive him, and the man gets up and tells them that he ate some mushrooms which have made his chest burn and that he is very hungry.

The cop applies water to his chest and gives him some blueberries. He likes them and gets better. We can't give him all the blueberries, so my friends go to look for more, while I take care of him. My friends come back with litchis, and go back to find more blueberries.The man is hungry and wants food. I give him a litchi, but he refuses and reaches out for the remaining blueberries. I tell him that is not for him, but he tells me to shut up and grabs my neck by his hands and tries to strangle me. Now I see that his hand has turned into the hand of a brown wolf. I'm choking now; I keep on struggling, and then I wake up.

Dream recall from today's nap. Not much.

I was in some indoor area.

Last night, I probably had some of the strangest dreams of my life. I'm not even really sure how to put into words how ridiculous they were, but I'll try.

Now, while they were weird, they were also probably some of the best non-lucid dreams I've ever had.

Here's everything I remember (it might get confusing, but bear with me):

The first thing I remember was being with two of my sisters... and Neve Campbell. See? It's already weird. I don't remember thinking about Neve Campbell or anything before I went to sleep, but it absolutely was her in my dream. This should have been a pretty big clue that I was dreaming, because I seemed to know her pretty well personally.

Anyway, I guess my dream was creating false memories for me, because we stumbled upon this guy who was apparently a "chef" from Food Network who had a show that me and my family used to watch together. He wasn't REALLY an actual projection of a real-life chef from Food Network, but I was pretty sure that he was in my dream. In fact, I think he was Bill Murray (at least, he looked and sounded like him).

We hung out with this guy for a while, but when he wasn't around, me and my sisters (and Neve Campbell) saw a news report on TV that said that this man was actually a man who disguises himself as various people from TV and what-not, and that whoever turns him in will get a reward (or something like that). We tried looking for him, but we couldn't find him. A while later though, me and my sisters... and Neve Campbell... went to the old neighborhood that me and my sisters used to live in when we were younger, and saw a man who looked suspiciously like the Food Network impersonator guy (or Bill Murray...), living in a bright pink house with a Dora the explorer themed car (that didn't start)... he was standing in his garage talking to us (don't remember what he was saying though). Now, I know that this bright pink house wasn't really in my old neighborhood, and this man didn't really live there, but in the dream, I was pretty sure that this stuff actually happened (false memories, I guess).

The next thing I remember, me, my sisters, and Neve Campbell were sitting at a restaurant having dinner. We were all talking to each other (again, don't remember what we were saying), and all of a sudden Neve Campbell puts her hand on my thigh. Her hand felt really warm for some reason, and I remember thinking that I liked it (weird, I know).

The next dream I had felt like only a few seconds, and I wasn't even a part of it. It was Leonardo DiCaprio and Kate Winslett (still in character from Titanic) riding in a weird train thing (it was kind of like the Mono-rail from Batman Begins, but instead of a train it looked more like a car), and Leonardo DiCaprio was yelling angrily about how the windshield wipers kept spraying lube on the windshield every 7 seconds (weird as hell, I know).

It's also weird because I couldn't see them, but I knew they were in the train... car... thing. Kate Winslett didn't say anything, but I knew she was there too. So strange.

These were some of the most entertaining dreams I've had, honestly.

Towards the morning though, I was actually able to become lucid.

It wasn't a very good lucid dream though, because I knew I was dreaming, but I felt absolutely EXHAUSTED in the dream (the sleepy kind of exhausted, not the kind of feeling you get after a workout), and I could hardly keep my eyes open, and everything seemed foggy. I was sitting at my kitchen table, rubbing my hands together furiously and I kept yelling out "INCREASE CLARITY!", and I think it helped a little, but not much.

The next thing I know, I'm waking up in my room. However, I almost immediately know that this is a false awakening, because I look at my alarm clock and notice it says "15:00" (military time isn't an option on my clock). However, I still felt very very tired and couldn't really enjoy the dream. I remember yelling out "Why the fuck am I so tired!?!?!?" in a half joking, half frustrated kind of way. I woke up for real a few seconds later.

It's weird, but maybe I actually fell asleep in the initial lucid dream because I was so tired, and that was what triggered the false awakening. Not sure, but it's possible.

Dream 1 (non-lucid):
"I was in town and was looking for a restaurant to eat in. Was nice weather. Some chicks walking around me talked danish (think they were cabin crew). I followed them because they were going to a restaurant aswell. I suddenly found one. Asked for a hamburger, with a big salad next to it. Meet a friend of mine (Henrik) there. Starts to talk to him about some festivals he went to up north in Norway. Then suddenly me and Yvonne are arguing in our living room."

Dream 2 (non-lucid):
"Me and Yvonne were babysitting a child called Olliver, about 1,5 years old. We were up in some sort of cabin. We went for a walk, and then when we sat down in the grass there was a tiger approaching. It came and smelled on Olliver."

Dream 3 (non-lucid):
"We were on a bus, and Yvonne's uncle Paul sat there and were asleep. His phone starts ringing with a weird ringtone. Yvonne recognizes his ringtone and went over to him to wake him up."

Dream 4 (LUCID!):
"We were on some sort of vacation in a warm country down south (probably Spain or somthing). Me, Yvonne and her mother. Suddenly Yvonne disappears and I have to go look for her. I find her after a while looking and then we went to our hotellroom (which were REALLY small). When we came there I just realized that this had to be a dream, because we were not gonna go to Spain this summer, but to New York City! So I thought it HAD to be a dream. I look at my fingers. Still 5 fingers. Look away and then back at the fingers. Then I had 7-8! I look up at Yvonne. I felt extreme excitement and was afraid I would lose the dream. Things around me starts to disappear (Weird feeling. Like the "Fizzing" from a soda). I have read here on DV that doing pirouets would help. I started doing that, but realized I had to do like 20 pirouets before it was completely clear again.
I then told her: "This is a dream, you know that right?", and then she just answers "Yes". Suddenly we were in the city where Tony Stark(Iron man) lives, because i recognized his home. Then I fell out of the dream.."

Dream 1 (non-lucid):
"Played StarCraft, my girlfriend (Yvonne) wanted me to come sleep with her on the couch. Then I played Wordfeud against a friend (Steffen)."

Dream 2 (non-lucid):
"Played a racing game on playstation and then I watched Yvonne play chess against my dad. She cheated. Then we were at our cabin up in the mountain. There were lots on snow inside the cabin and we had burried us quite deep. My girlfriend then asks me if I want to have sex there (haha!). My dad comes around a corner and we have to hide. He then says "The snow will last for some time in here, so I want to hang a light crown here". "

Dream 3 (non-lucid):
"Was on the run. Ran away from some bad people. One bald guy I remember (looked like bruce willis). I also swam away from them."

June 14, 2013
Lucid Dream 518: Castle Love'n
Series: Sexcapades, Episode 12
DILD
Technique: ADA



Clarity: Moderate
Recall: Low
Enjoyment: Moderate

I was at some sort of lock-in playing basketball in a gym. Part way through the game, I realized I was dreaming. I convinced everyone that we were dreaming and I told them all, "Welcome to My Castle." I noticed the walls wee made of large stone blocks and the basketball court had now disappeared. I stated giving a tour of my castle (from my "108 Stars of Destiny series") and, at the same time, exploring the castle. I lead the group of people into the kitchen which was awesome. White Marble floors and stone-like counters. There was a large gold chandelier hanging in the middle. I looked around at the group and noticed some very attractive females amongst them. I picked out a group of 3 of them and said, "You 3 can come see my bedroom next." I led the 3 girls into the next room. The entire floor of this room was a mattress instead of a normal floor. I began undressing the chicks and I went down on one of them. She had a clit piercing. At one point, I was banging a chick doggystyle and she suddenly was only a bottom half. There was no top half whatsoever. Only the waist, down, lol. At some point during this sex scene, I began to wake up. I immediately prepared to DEILD.
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Series Details
Class is thrown out the window in the dream series, "Sexcapades." Not unlike your favorite porn video, I unleash my inner "Ron Jeremy" and give those DCs what they are looking for ! Stay tuned for more entries to the series!



June 14, 2013
Lucid Dream 519: Let the Buzzard Be Your Guide
Series: Land of Dreams, Episode 14
DEILD



Clarity: Very High
Recall: Low
Enjoyment: Moderate

I tried to imagine a Shingeki no Kyojin setting during the transition back into the dream state. I felt like I had woke up completely and failed the DEILD. I sat up in bed and realized I was still in my castle and I had actually succeeded. I got up and exited the room. I walked down the hall and there was a set of double stairs. I walked down the steps to the floor below. There was a large sliding glass door that led to a huge deck. I walked out on the deck. All around me was forest and jungle. The deck protruded out over a huge cliff. Apparently, my castle was on the side of a huge jungle cliff. I saw birds flying around the deck and I decided to use one of them to travel. I held out my arm as if I was a falcon trainer and a really ugly turkey buzzard bit my arm. I pulled it off and grabbed it around the neck. I said, "Take me to the dragons!" It squawked and took off. I held on as the buzzard easily flew me off the deck and into the sky.

I looked down and I was now a few feet above a huge swamp. The entire environment was a huge swampy area. The buzzard began weaving through trees and I had to contort and shift my body in order to dodge the many limbs, vines, and trees. I felt like the buzzard was trying to slam me into a tree, so I lost my grasp on its neck. I squeezed the buzzard's neck a little harder and said, "Hurry up! I want to see the Dragons!" It started flying faster and the clarity of the dream went into "beast mode." Super, super vivid and clear. "Better than real life" clarity. We flew upon, what appeared to be, a carnival/amusement park. There were tents, rides, clowns, fountains, and all sorts of random structures. Everything was colorful and the area was so full of things that I couldn't remember everything even though I was trying to soak it all in. There was a group of people in panda costumes. There were three Statue of Liberty's and one of them fell down and broke their arm off. The other two Statue of Liberty's were trying to help the other one up. We flew over a huge roller coaster and I could see a volcano off in the distance. I could see the dragon's flying around the top of the volcano. I got excited thinking about riding on the dragon when I felt myself waking up. I attempted to DEILD, but I was woken up by Niece who was visiting.

Series Details
In the dream series, "The Land of Dreams," I explore the depths of my subconscious. With no real goals in mind, I explore the creative lands and characters that come before me. Who will I meet? Where will I go? What will I do? These are the dreams that fit into no particular category. Stay tuned for more entries to the series!

I've made up A4 prompt sheets with mantras etc. One has "When I dream I'll wake up and remember the dream" in very large letters and I taped it to the cupboard and laid studying it till I was drowsy (which was soon...I normally go off quite easily)

I now realise that I'm missing hints of dreams and probably misinterpreting them as passing thoughts when I wake. I find recovering a dream a bit like grabbing the tail of a retreating worm and teasing it back out of its hole. Suddenly, it's out in the open and the memory of the dream floods back...and I not grabbing enough tails, quickly enough. I woke up a couple of times during the night...apparently dreamless and I got up at 6.30 am, had a coffee (it definitely doesn't hinder, probably helps with dreams) then back to bed. I "grabbed" one dream.

I suddenly began to run very fast (hints of wanting to impress) I worked my way thro some sort of canyon and arrived at a kind of rather run-down garden centre. There were "hints" of a *pump-house and of one or two *employees hovering around. The * indicates Dream Signs (my brain is dangling them regularly in front of me, also like worms, on a hook this time...and I'm still not biting yet)

I'm hampered by leg pains during the night, which are distracting, but I still feel that I'm inching forward. More work needed on dream recall, increased effort on ADA (as suggested by KingYoshi), WBTB is good for me, continue trying for WILD using my lounger during the day (given at least a 2 hour uninterrupted window) and ever onwards
A thought...“...anticipation of happiness can sometimes be as gratifying as its consummation.”
― Gaynor Arnold, Girl in a Blue Dress

Dreams from the last two days...

I remember I was walking downstairs and saw this book that
was made by one of my teachers. It looked like a children's
book, but it was hardcover and was like 200 pages long. I
started flipping through it and saw how all the students had signed
it and then the teacher's voice started reading the book to me.
I don't really remember what it was about.

I remember I was at a Rockies game. The score was 206 to 0 and I was the only
fan left. I was down on the field and the coach gave me the game ball.

I was at basketball practice at school, which was wierd cause school was out
a few weeks ago.

Not much else has happened... I forgot to wake up and try the napping technique this morning so ya... Gonna keep at it though.

See ya