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Haven't remembered, or had time to write down, any dreams lately. Had time to jot these down this morning.

DREAM 1: My supervisor wanted to give me a promotion or something. In order to get my promotion I would have to fly to the roof of our site, were a garden was, by holding my arms out, rotating my back, and start spinning in order to propel myself in the air; like a helicopter. Once on the roof I would have to pick some flowers and put them in a paper bag, and bring them back. These was a certain technique to the helicopter ability; you couldn't just do it. The way she showed me made it look easy, but I had trouble learning it. Eventually, I was able to do the technique and flew to the roof where the garden was. I picked some blueish or purple flowers, and put them in the paper sack. When I got to the office the secretary who works there was surprised that I was able to learn it so quickly. She also told me that even though the supervisor says anyone can go to the garden whenever they want once they learn to fly, in actuality only the supervisor has permission to do so. I wasn't sure about her statement. On a table in the back was a gift bag for me that was filled with flowers, candy, cake, and Starbucks stuff.

(In reality, one of my coworkers won a gift bag in a raffle, but I found this out today. As for the garden and the promotion, neither one is existent.)

DREAM 2: This dream had something to do with a woman that I pretty much gave up on. My former crush as-it-were. Don't remember it exactly, it was a little vague to begin with. Somehow we were in a dining room-type environment where most things were white, and the table cloths were white. I think we were wearing formals I was sitting at a table, and I saw her but I was trying to ignore her in the dream. But she came up to me and asked me why I was ignoring her. (In real life I have given up trying to talk to her because she ignores my messages [since we live so far away we can't just see each other]. But par to her personality, when we both lived in the same town she would always ask me why I didn't say hi to her if she ever saw me but I didn't). I wanted to tell her that I didn't want to speak to her because every time I talk to her she ignores my messages, and I'm sick of getting hurt. But I didn't. Instead she sat next to me and smiled like she always has. I felt happy that she sat next to me, but I was apprehensive. Somehow a pic of her grandmother materialized. (I'm not sure if she showed me or it just popped up in thin air). A pic in black and white and the lady almost looks like the woman I'm talking about (I've seen this pic in real life). The pic related to something like "they both play/played hard-to-get" or something like that. I felt myself starting to warm up to her again, but decided that it wasn't worth the pain and games so I decided not to give in to my feelings for her, and instead decided to resist her.

(Once again, in reality she posted this pic online the today after I dreamed abut it. Just thought I'd point that out.)

Meh recall most likely because went to sleep a bit more lately than normal.

Dream 1(fragments):

I was playing some video game, it looked pretty blocky like Minecraft but was different.

Dream 2(fragment):

There was some stuff going in the outdoor area.

Nonlucid, Lucid, Partially lucid Waking life notes

May 24, 2013:

I've been going through a bit of a lucid dream dry spell. My mind is too occupied by other life things to put much focus on lucid dreaming. But this morning, when going back to sleep, I basically told myself that it really shouldn't take much effort to have lucid dreams. As I went back to sleep I sang a simple mantra in my head, "I lucid dream."

I am in a warehouse or a large garage. I am fighting two monsters. I have powers so that I can create or control materials. I pick up a car and crush it like tin foil on the ground. I then extract some gasoline from a car, ignite it, using it as fuel as I shoot fire at one of the monsters.

But then I run out of fire, so I take bits of a broken windshield and shape the glass into two blades. I continue fighting the monsters outside with the glass weapons. Now I know it is just pretend and I begin to lose interest in the fight. It feels nice outside, with cool air. The monsters have turned into cats.

I say to myself "Now I'm lucid," as I walk in the grass. I come to a little stream with little stone dams, or bridges that looks like walls. I say "look at the tiny bridges. I mean... walls...." It is difficult to think of the right word. I walk over one of them.
I pull a folded piece of paper from my pocket, unfold it, and look at the drawings on it. I notice them in detail. There is a drawing of a guy in some kind of bio-armor. I think that the doodles are the same as ones I made in waking life. I say to myself "It's like my subconscious remembers every detail and reproduces it in the dream. Although, when I check, it might be completely different." I now suspect that my memory is not accurate, because this often happens in my lucid dreams.

Now I'm stuck on a thorn plant. The thorns are little and don't look sharp, but they hurt.Then one of the cats gets its claw stuck in my hand, and there is a snake scaring the cat. I struggle to get the cat's claw out of my hand while also getting the cat away from the snake. But the snake bites the cat.

The scene changes to the living room of my childhood home. The cat is still there. I feel that I am not dreaming anymore, but I am still angry at the cat for ruining my lucid dream, as if the actual cat was in my dream.

I like to imagine that cats are expert lucid dreamers and/or astral travelers. If the cat could do it, I bet she would follow me around in my dreams, probably getting in the way.

I was reading a book (Sepulchre by Kate Mosse), and at 6:30pm my eyes started closing and it became a large effort to keep them open, so I decided to have a nap. I awoke at 8:25pm when my sister brought my laptop to my bedroom for me. I remember my dream immediately; thought it was a very detailed dream with multiple attempts at my life, but I remember 1uite a bit. And since my sister had woke me up with my laptop, I decided it would be good to write it here.

In the dream, instead of moving into the house that myself and my university friends are living in next year, we bought a caravan and decided to travel through America (I myself have been once to America and LOVED it there, and would love to live there). We had planned to stay in multiple motels, and some houses too along the way. While traveling, I recall in the beginning having trouble to recline my seat to sleep. At this point I turned around to realize that there were 9 seats, but only 5 people. I thought it strange to buy one so large on a students budget, but I didn't realize I was dreaming.

It was also strange that the counted 5 people, as I can picture the scene now in my head and I can count 7 (which is the actual amount of people I am living with). I can't even really remember where people were sitting or anyone specifically, except I remember looking over to see Blake driving. I also remember saying that I wish I could pass my driving test so that I could help with the driving. We arrived at the first house we were staying at soon after. I was laying in a bed, and for some reason the were many people I didn't know there, but I acted like I did know them. One just appeared in my room and I was like DAMN YOU JUST APPEARED OUT OF NOWHERE.

I think it was at this point that I woke up withing the dream, lying in my bed, believing myself awake. I was relieved, since obviously dreams feel real when you are in them, and I was pleased that me and my friends had not abandoned university to go travelling. I then 'went back to sleep' to the same dream.

This time, we were in a motel. It was a complicated path to my room from the lobby including many bouncers. While I was there I noticed many American men looking at me, flirting and making small talk. I commented to my friend "why do american guys like me so much". Their communications began to get more aggressive and scary towards me. The me trying to kill me were even getting past the bouncers, I remember being concerned about that. The dream contained a lot of things happening around this point which I forget the details of. In one of the more violent confrontations I had, I lost my phone. I was a lot more afraid of this than the confrontation. I cried at my friend, telling her I had lost my phone, although in the dream I had 2 phones; a blackberry (which is what I have in real life) and i think a samsung galaxy mini (which my sister has). It was the samsung that was lost.

Anyway, in the dream conclusion, I was in the motels large bathroom. A man that had been chasing me for a while was in the stalls, and emerged with a sinister smile on his fact. He was holding what looked like a long hollow metal tube with a point at one end. I pulled out my blackberry quickly to dial 999. In real life, I am having phone troubles due to my trackpad freezing. This happened momentarily, but I was soon able to punch in the number. I then realized since I was in america, 911 would be more appropriate so I called that instead. The operator spoke and I told her repeatedly that "I'm in a motel in California; please, he's killing me." (obviously only the 'he's killing me' part after he had stabbed me) but I could not remember the name or specific location. I was irritated because I had felt that the information was on the tip of my mind, but I could quite reach it.
Since I was an English tourist, the man had not expected me to dial 911, so her came towards me angrily when he realized. He stabbed me with the pole many times. Enough to kill someone, but for some reason, either I died and came back to life, or I did not die.

I'm not sure if I just appeared home after that, or some other stuff happened and I got home, but somehow I did. My sister was there when I arrived, and she said "A man called me off your phone. He told me he was stabbing you in the face."

So that's it. I never have scary dreams so this is rare for me. Wonder if it means anything! Seriously, can't beleive I didn't become lucid, especially after that little "dream awakening" I had.

-WILD

Woke up to pee then attempted WILD going back to bed. fell asleep pretty quick and got HH/vibrations which lasted shortly. I rolled off my stomach and sat up on my bed, and did a nose plug RC to make sure I made it into the dream. I walked out to my front door because I wanted to get around to trying some tasks I'd been putting off. I wanted to fly fast like superman instead of by flapping my arms like I always do. I flapped my arms to get in the air pretty high and then closed my fists and pointed my arms out to try and take off like superman. It kind of worked. Instead of going higher or further I started dropping towards the ground. But I was flying like superman...I just need gravity to kind of make it work. when I got close to the ground I would have to flap again and could only fly like superman if I was angling myself down with gravity which was bullshit haha. lost awareness at some point while practising and woke up.

Date: 24 May

Total sleep time: 7 hrs

Pre bed: SJW, 100 mg B6

WBTB: 2x200mg peppermint oil tablets

Dream quality, lucidity and recall: My dreams were extremely vivid today, I dare say, more vivid that real life. I believe this was the reason why I got a number of lucid moments during the night. While being aware that this is a dream, I continued to engage in the dream, soon losing lucidity. My recall has been rather poor again, which made it harder to figure out how it all happened.

Sleep schedule: I had trouble going to bed on time last few nights, but avoided taking sleep aid supps (mel and valerian) for a number of reasons. Messing up my sleep schedule has made me feel very sleepy and possibly affected my recall.

Dream zero: lucid, happiness, no other memory

Fragment1: some kind of game, rocks, I am walking around

Fragment2: my parents at some event

Fragment3: FA, in my bed recalling the previous dreams and happy I just had a lucid. I am between dream and waking state and I realize that this review is taking place in my head. I drag myself out of the dream and wake up to dream journal properly.

WBTB: upon wake I notice how sleepy I am. I try to recall the lucid, but only remember the feeling and no other details. I hold the memory of Fr1 and fr2 in my mind. I go to take some peppermint tablets, then back to bed. I quickly fall asleep forgetting almost everything.

Fragment4: I want to make tea, I am looking at an unused teabag of green tea, which becomes a box, containing two black teas and one green. On the green one is written "blue goddess" and also "hotel memorabilia"

Dream5: We are at some party and it is really late. Lucid moment. I meet a classmate that I like and I want to tell him something. (something like shared dreaming attempt residual that I keep on doing in some lucids). I tell him to come with me in the other room for five mins, but he refuses. I am thinking about my dad coming to pick me up when the party is over, etc. Another classmate of mine (f), we talk with her, she is one of my best friends. She shares that she is really unhappy with her life, and so on. Very emotional connection with her irl and dreams. She begins to cry, and I embrace her, we stay like this for a long time. Another friend of mine (f), comes and joins us and three of us are holding hands in some silent act of consolation...Lucid moment. Memory gap. We are arranging to meet at our new dream apartment, which looks really nice.

Fragment6: someone has bought a toy, it is a car that behaves like rat because it can climb on the windows

Fragment7 DILD: I am in the suburbs, a familiar place but it looks like it is in the past, so I become lucid. Someone is after me, I am running, climbing a fence. . I think I was trying to figure out a way out of the situation, but I cannot remember anything else.

Dream8 DILD: I am on the street and see a small boy and his mother. The vividness is incredible. He throws large stones at me, I am worried that he will break my ipod with the stone, but it is ok. He continues throwing stones, while initially concerned about my safety I realize this is a dream, so no need to worry that much. The stones are very colorful, lots of them on the ground. I pick up one and go menacingly to the boy. I can't bring myself to throw one at him, so I decide to threaten him instead. I do so, in pseudo French. It is really hard to express whatever it is that I am trying to say, so I end up making strange words that don't exist. At this point or a bit later I lose my clarity. I go over to his mother and begin apologizing about my French.

Dream9 DILD: Family and other relatives are discussing politics, I try to remain impassive. I am indulging in a chocolate cake and then drink some mayo salad that grandma has made. It doesn't taste as usual, and I say it out loud, grandma is a bit offended. Family is leaving somewhere. I am on the bus station in my hometown, cross on red light, and continue on my way to our old home. As I am walking, the dream kind of jumps forward, so I find myself in front of our door. I think to myself "Why did I decide to walk, when I know I could just teleport here?", Hmmm, teleport here? I am aware that this is a dream now. I still want to go in the place so I start unlocking the door. Then suddenly I hear a slightly scary metal sound, like movement of keys. I remind myself not to pay any attention to it, and that it will disappear. Instead it gets louder, comes closer.

I concentrate on unlocking the door, but even as I move the key, the door won't open. I begin thinking why is that, the sound is now really close. I decide to face it, and look down the stairs. Pfuu, it is just my dad! He comes and opens the door and we are in! I am in the corridor with dad, it is dark, and kind of...too dimensional. I am talking to him, but it is hard, and my voice sounds really distorted. I try again but the effect is the same. My prospective memory finally activates, recalling the first two of three step task, interact with a DC, ok. Then eat something. I see a small plant in front of me, and think no! I head to the kitchen to look for food. It is dark, the furniture is different and I cannot remember where the fridge is. I finally find it. At that moment dad comes with some strange foamy orange juice cocktail drink. I take it and think for a while whether that counts as eating something, then have a drink. Before I can enjoy any taste, the dream totally falls apart and I am back in my bed. I remain still and wait a bit, but nothing happens, and begin to think too much, so I wake up. Note to self: maybe be a bit more patient next time?

Comments: I have been getting more of these lucid moments but I really don't know how to account for them in my private dream count as well as on DV, because they are kind of short and I'm having problems with lucid recall.

At the end of the month, I probably will be including a total count, with a reference how many of these are micro-lucids. Before, I counted every lucid I had as plus one, but now I look more at the length and quality. This is getting so confusing. Anyways, I still think it is a very good progress for the past two months. If my dream control ever gets really good, one day I would like to go back and relive those dreams and remember them in full detail.

hmmm dont remember much, but im pretty sure i was holding a spear or sword and not sure if i was fighting or not, someone might of thrown a spear at me....

I had a very interesting dream night last night. Specifically because I actually put in the effort to wake up and right all my dreams down as well as use WBTB.

1) First dream I had was based on this anime, Accel world. It was mostly between me and
one other friend. Me spent a lot of time walking and talking and I can very clearly remember
the beauty of the stars.I was very poor in the dream, not having much money to operate
my advanced futuristic technology. At the same time I was also a very rich kid who's mother was
dead and yet I was still carrying around robotic fragments of her in a shifting brief case.
In the end, It was like I was back in time and was lying in bed with my "mom". She was reassuring me
and telling me it would be fine as the super advanced apartment we were in blew up.
One version of me jumped out of an airplane at night with what I thought might be a bomb.
The entire time I was falling I was talking with my friend and looking at the night.
The dream ended with movie credits... or ended with the feeling of having been a movie.

The really great thing about this dream was the quality of the beauty of the night, as well as the cool outfits we were all wearing.



2) Dreampt that I was having a hard time falling asleep... -_- I went to a mcdonalds early in
the morning, got a soda and called my boyfriend from my car to chat about stuff. I asked him if he
knew where I was and he said "no". Strangely, it was a really nice Mc D's in the middle of
nowhere.A desert like-place. Made of a lot of glass, and the counter guy was pretty cute. It was kind of on a flat mountain top, and I drove a really nice sports car.

3) Either in the same dream or in a different one, I was back at my house. It seemed really
dark and a few of my family members were hanging out in my dark, dark house. My little brother
tyler was there and he kept bothering me while I was in my room. Finally I told him "if you don't get
out of my room I'll rape you" (an empty threat) and he was terrified because I'm gay.
After that I was at my boyfriend's house. My boyfriend's mom was who she was supposed to be,
but my boyfriend was my cousin Terry (weird incest thing going on tonight... kinda concerning).
I walked into there house, which had wooden walls and ugly carpet. I said "I've just increased my
brother's Homophobia by 1,000. I threatened to rape him." We all had a mild and somewhat
disgusted laugh at it. I told my cousin/boyfriend I had my bags as we were getting ready to go
on a trip. After a minute I asked him if he had an accent fetish and he said "well, yeah, for sure"
and got all excited because I told him I was gonna take one up. My "boyfriend"'s mom said "It's the Mexican
accent he loves" and I replied with, "he isn't you," and we laughed. Two little kids were sitting
in the corner of the room and I was yelling at them to give me my necklace and bracelet
(a bracelet and necklace I actually have IWL) back. One of the necklaces looked like it had a jewel of
Blue M&Ms attached. After I yelled at them, I suddenly realized, out of nowhere, "Hey, this is a dream I should do a reality check." I could literally feel myself waking up as I desperately jammed my thumb into my hand to see if I was dreaming.

I had about two seconds of Lucidity. I didn't count it as a failure though... first intentional lucid since my "Golden days of dreaming" (I used to get 2/3 LDs a week) back when I was a teenager.

I was with my parents at night/dusk in Washington. We were in a place on the water with a lot of trees, darkly wooded. We were getting in the old rusty van we used to have, and my parents explained to me that we had to leave because if we didn't this one dude would kill us. He told us the recent stories of the deaths of several other prominent people in the area who somehow opposed the guy in a public forum, but then he killed them one by one. As he told me these stories I saw them happening, how he hunted them. So we left, but my dad handed me my old CD case. In it, there were a bunch of newspaper clippings and notes implicating this guy in his crimes. Somehow we got separated and I ended up in a little diner outside of town but still in the woods at night. The diner was pretty big and had faux-wood paneling. It seemed to be a house that was converted to a diner, as it had side rooms from the entryway that were used by employees. I tried to show a waitress my evidence to get it out there, and she believed me. I told her to take it and turn it in to the police as soon as she could. When she left the table, a couple of cops showed up to eat. I spoke with them casually for a minute, and then went to one of the backrooms that the waitress had put the evidence in. As I walked up to it, I saw that the lights were off and the door was open. The big bald guy from the bar that I threw out was in the dream, working for the murderer, and he was just stepping out of the room as I walked up. He had taken the evidence and was leaving to destroy it. As we locked eyes, I didn't know what to do to stop him and I woke up.

some guy from my school had a bunch of foils and fencing gear on and i raised my hand in the class room and said "il beat his ass bare handed"

This is the second dream of last night that I can remember. I decided to do two different posts as its less for people to read if they are interested.

We are staying at a friends house, I don't recognize the design but a feeling I had suggest that I am in familiar surroundings. My girlfriends family are all there and I must of explained my quest in Lucidity because they all thought it was a silly idea and began laughing at me. I became annoyed/frustrated at this point. We are having dinner at the table but I cant remember what it is that we are eating. They continue to gripe me about recalling my dreams ( I thought it strange that I would dream about this). My GF's WL Granddad then turns to me and apologizes with a massive grin on his face, this suggest to me that it is not sincere. I then became annoyed again as this meant alot to me. I tried explaining myself as to why I wanted to do this, however, no one is listening. This is the last part I remember.

This maybe a fragment from a third or later in the second, I couldn't differentiate between the two. It is night time, everyone is in bed but I stay up with a girl I used to go camping with, we sit watching a film. Her arms are wrapped around her legs like she is hugging them. Like in a sitting fetal position. She goes up to bed and I follow but I put on really loud music before I go up the stairs, the persons house who we are in says something about the time but I couldnt make out the words. I then look at a watch or clock (should have realised and RC'ed). For some reason I then go up and run a bath but never get in. I can hear the running water and stare at the taps but never test how the water feels. The dream goes hazy after this.

I wake up in WL and am so happy that I remembered some of my dreams. Regret not spotting some RC moments in the dream but hope this progress continues.

Thoughts?

Dream recall from today's nap. More DEILD success, though it seems to kick me into FA most of the time just like WILDs do. Still need to improve speech recall...
Note to self: dream characters be really distracting again.

Dream 1(fragments):

I was doing some stuff at home and dad was annoying me. At some point i am in the bed with headphones on, and i take them off and realize that i am dreaming, because can still hear binaurals. I look around and notice that room has old/different layout. I said something to dad and started trying to summon darkness hound-like creature in front of me. Some small clouds of darkness appeared but faded out after a few seconds. I walked around the room and then went for balcony door, but dream faded out. I kept eyes closed and tried to return to dream...

Dream 2:

My eyes open up by themselves and i am back in the dream version of my room, though i am in the bed. I get up and dad is still here, i talk about something with him. Soon dream fades out. I keep eyes closed and lay still again...

Dream 3:

Shortly someone grabs me and starts dragging me by floor, i open eyes and see someone's hand, i bite it really hard, shortly i am free. I notice dad DC again and dream fades out.

Today I woke up with an almost complete recollection of two dreams and for me this is a massive deal. I have been practicing my techniques for meditation and MILD constantly and I believe this is the first time that I have noticed the difference. So from my experience that anyone struggling with recall to keep up the practice as it does pay off.

Dream 1
I remember being at a party, like a wedding reception. I was with my WL girlfriend, a dream character, male, kissed her and I remember getting really angry. I punched then slapped and headbutted him twice. This is strange as I am not violent in waking life and am not easily wound up. She storms off, upset with what I have done and I follow her to the toilet. She is there and he has followed her there as well. I am not sure how this has happened as I never saw him come in with us. The DC girlfriend shows up soon after, another DC, and I explain what happened, I cant remember what words I used and how the sentenced sounded but she left upset and I left the toilets too.

I am then outside and realize that my car has been stolen (second time my car has shown up in a dream recently, dream sign?) I then see someone driving around in it, there are four people in total in the car. 3 I dont recognize but the driver is the dad from Sons of Anarchy (haven't watched this in ages, not sure why he is in my dream). I remember asking them for it back, he answers me but I cant remember what he says to me and he then drives off, they all laugh. The then come back round and I begin to beg for it back, I remember saying the words 'but it's my pride and joy'. they finally give me the car back and they disappear. My dad then shows up with his best and mate and our family friend in WL, he asks me what has been going on and I tell him, he replies but I cant remember what he said.

The only other thing I can remember is my dads mate asking to sniff my drink which I specifically remember was a jack daniels and coke. He says something that resembles I approve, in a jokey way as though drinking coke wasn't a manly thing to do. I think is words were 'that makes it much better'.


This is the first dream and I am over the moon that I remembered all of this and today has been awesome knowing that my hard work is paying off. When I start getting better recall I will then start to practice different mantras.

Viewed from 3rd person:
There was a man riding a horse through a forest wearing some weird colored feather clothes. He soon meets in his path another man that was guarding a small wooden gate. The guardian asked the rider something (can't remember) to which the rider replied "What do you know about the forest?" and at the same time some animal figures appeared far in the mist as though the rider had summoned them. The gatekeeper falls on his back, scared and the rider goes onward and fades out in the mist.

Second dream, 1st person:
I was at a family reunion, because there were some family members there, waiting for something and I was waiting with them. To my left hand-side there were a girl I knew in elementary (to which I will refer as Lilly) shcool and another girl I don't know at all. To my right there were 2 of my family members. We are all sitting on chairs. Some of my other family members are walking around in the room, looking busy. I am talking to Lilly and I asked her how she was doing and at the same time taking her left foot and putting it over my right foot. Moments after we were comparing foot sizes.

Non-Lucid
Lucid
Missed Indicator ((I'm marking them this way because at those moments I felt like something was off but I couldn't grasp what it was.))
I'm going to call them fragments because while they are all in the same places with the same people, the pieces are not connected.
Fragment 1: My Brother and Work
I'm attending a work meeting. We've gathered at the end of one of the aisles. My brother arrives late, carrying a starbucks coffee cup. He doesn't look anything like my WL brother. I have a moment when I'm staring at him, that I'm trying to realize that. He smiles at me, I smile uncertainly. His eyes were blue instead of brown and his face shape was wrong. He stepped back and his elbow knocked over a row of pale purple gift bags stacked 4 deep in the bay. It pushed the ones stacked in the adjacent bay to the floor.
"Uh-oh." I said. We picked up the bags.
While I'm doing that I think that I should be paying attention to the meeting instead of picking up products, I can hear the manager holding the meeting say something like that to the group, but I don't stop what I'm doing and he sounds really far away.

Fragment 2: At Home with my Brother
Then I'm at home in the living room. My brother follows me down the hall. He's been sleeping on a mattress on the floor. I said something about finding him a real bed and he waves dismissively at me.
"Nah, this is fine."
He's still carrying the coffee cup.

Fragment 3: Girlfriend, Father Lives with Me, Ugly Creature
Now I'm in the bathroom. I have a girlfriend. Sometimes she looks regularly proportioned and sometimes her features are stretched, almost cartoonish. She's wearing a soft grey shirt and jeans. Her frame is too tiny to be normal, but I'm admiring her in comparison to my own more...average figure. She straddles my hips. Both the door to the hall and the door to the bedroom are open, I'm afraid my father will walk in on us.
She takes my hand and leads me into the living room. There's a mattress right next to the door. All the blinds are closed, the lights off, but it's day outside.
I kneel on the mattress and she bends her knees slightly, leaning down to talk to me.
"I'm going to turn into a cat!" She says.
"Go for it." I reply.
She looks exceptionally cute as her face scrunches up in concentration. A kitten bursts into existence in front of us. She frowns at it.
"Well...you didn't turn into a cat, but you certainly made one." I say, staring down at the kitten.
"What's wrong with it? It's kind of ugly."
The longer I look at it the more I realize how little it actually looks like a cat. For one, it's purple. Its fur is really short, almost just fuzz on the skin, its eyes are yellow and bulbous; its ears are large, pointed and bat-like. I try to scratch it between the ears but the ears are too close together. It has 4 articulated claws on each paw.
"I think it's kind of cute." We both know I'm just trying to make her feel bad about willing an extremely ugly creature into existence.

Fragment 4: Junk Day, Miniatures
I'm outside, standing at the end of my driveway, by the curb. I notice a patch of clover, it's pale red. I think "Wow, I've never seen red clover before."
Next to the clover are file crates full of junk. One of them is full of small rectangular white boxes with numbers written on them in black sharpie. There's box with a picture of a dwarf miniature. I see my boyfriend watching me from the house. He turns to go back inside and I rush to follow him.
"Hey, there's a box full of miniatures out there, do you want it?"
"Nah."
"...really?"
He just shrugs at me.

Fragment 5: Rollerblades, Jean Grey, Cyclops, Flying
I'm outside on my driveway, wearing rollerblades. I'm carrying a white trash bag full of junk. I can't seem to stop myself from rolling. The driveway is more sloped than I'm used to. I drop the bag with the junk at the curb and skate back to the house.
I frown, trying to figure out why there's a giant truck parked in our yard and another parked where my car should be. I move toward the garage and see that my car has been crushed into the garage door.
"Stupid rollerblades! I just wanna stop moving!"
I manage to stop. Upon thinking how annoying the skates are, the next step I take does not send me gliding forward. It is a regular step.
"Huh." I say, reaching down and lifting my heel to my hand. The heel of my shoe is flat and wide. "I must be dreaming."
I tilt my head back and scan the sky. Everything is sharp and feels real. The sky is black, broken by tiny pinpoints of light. There is a cluster of 6 stars directly overhead. I know exactly how to test it. The shoe wasn't enough, apparently. I leap into the sky, when I start to descend I flap my arms like a bird. As I lose momentum I notice that Superman is flying around above me, he extends his hand and wills me to fly to him. I attempt to do so, resisting the urge to flap my arms, since I know I don't need to.
I don't reach his hand, he lands. The scene is no longer my driveway but a mall. I'm on a balcony, looking down at him. I see myself from the outside, I'm Jean Grey. When Superman shifts his position a little he changes into cyclops, except that he's wearing red and yellow. And, because my subconscious is hopeless, his hair is red. I jump off the balcony and glide down next to him. I offer him my hand and he takes it, but his arm remains stiff, keeping me at arms length, effectively stopping me from stepping in to kiss him.
Just by keeping that resistance between us, he is gently reminding me that I should be at my post. It will happen soon.
He points me toward the escalator and I take it down to the floor below. I can see him from there, and the balcony overhead.