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Hello everyone, Raven here!

My dreams have always been vivid, however in the past few nights that I've discovered lucid dreaming, they have been even more so than usual. Hopefully soon I will have my first lucid dream... I can't wait. They sound just unbelievable and I'm a bit obsessed with having one... Ultimate power, creativity, and the chance to change yourself by interacting directly to your subconscious sounds amazing!

Anyway, without further ado, here is the dream I had last night - and my first entry!


Mutiny in the Exterminators!

Genre: Sci-Fi, Action

Legnth: Long and Vivid

Normal Dream Lucid Dream

I find myself in a squad of seven people, all dressed in high-tech armor and weaponry. Five of them men, including myself, the other two very attractive women - one with white hair and the other a pretty brunette. We are making our way into a factory, that is evidently infected with aliens/bugs/zombie creatures. A few minutes into exploring, we find a giant room filled with thousands of eggs. As we examine them, a movement above us stirs, and in a knee jerk reaction one of us begins opening fire on the ceiling. The light of the nozzle flares reveal the presence of HUNDREDS of full grown mother alien/zombies, and they are almost identical to Alien from... Alien... Except that they have wings and can fly as well.

We open fire, tearing down dozens of them as they swarm down upon us. There are too many so we retreat up a flight of stairs onto a catwalk, and then into a ventilation system. We handle the aliens pretty well, as we begin to bottleneck them in the vents, however they get wise and begin tearing through the bottom of the vents... "Clever girl" I think grimly. We continue out of the ventilation shaft into a massive cylindrical room that seems to be some sort of reactor. Think the giant room in Star Wars where Darth Vader tells Luke the horrible truth. We get a while to sit and make contact with home base, who turns out to be Malory, Archer's mother, from the cartoon show Archer on FX. Halfway through reporting our findings, we lose connection to find one of our group members has jammed the signal.

Suddenly I realize that there is about to be a mutiny, because evidently the only way to get a raise as an alien exterminator is to kill your friends and take it. One of the mutineers raises his gun at my face, grinning.Before he can pull the trigger, WHOOSH, an alien mother comes out of no where and grabs the first mutineer, we will call him Jones. Screaming, Jones disappears from sight. Not missing a beat, white haired girl opens fire upon my male colleague and pretty brunette girl. We return fire, and battle with each other slowly up a spiral staircase working its way up the reactor. The second mutineer, male, jumps on me, and in a short scuffle I push him over the railing, screaming.

I rush to the top of the stairs, to find that everyone is in a mexican standoff. White hair girl is aiming a pistol at my brunette, who is aiming at the last male mutineer, who is aiming at my last male ally, who is aiming at white hair girl. I walk up, and aim at white hair girl, grinning. She quickly whips out another pistol and aims it at my face. "Touche," I say impressed.

Suddenly, the reincarnated zombie bug version of Jones jumps up from the reactor core, startling everyone. I take this moment to blast white hair in the back of the head. Without missing a beat I grab her left arm and spin her around, using her as a shield when male mutineer begins to shoot at me. Aiming her arm, I squeeze white hair's lifeless hand and shoot mutineer through the forehead, unfortunately not before he kills our last male ally with his assault rifle.

As brunette and I leave the factory, we find that the world has been overrun by darkness, and it seems like years have past. The dream fades.

Alright so this is only the third day i know about lucid dreams.
I never had any LD's, OBE's, sny sleeping disorders, and my dreams are usually realistic :/
so i started using a set of actions:

keep dream journal;
do reality checks/increase my mnemonic memory;
do visualization MILD (repeating "i will open my eyes in a dream, and become lucid");
start going to sleep at 12 while listening to ambient/deep meditation/floating kind of music;
wake up at 5/6, do WTBT, go to sleep at 5:30/6:30
and hope to see a lucid dream

and today was the first day i used this set of actions.
result: i saw (well, recorded) 4 short dreams, already a progress! since i couldn't remember my dreams before that.
and here a will briefly go over them, and thus start my journal.

THE FOLLOWING DREAM DESCRIPTIONS ARE UTTERLY BORING, AND HAVE NOTHING WORTHY OF KNOWING
i just wrote them down for myself, to remember. if you do want to read anyway, please go ahead

dream 1
random mansion, with some bad guys doing stuff.
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dream 2
a man and a woman arguing about their relationship. it is happening near a lake with lots of green around.
at some point i look trough the eyes of the man, but it's not me.
He then shot the woman, and lifted her body, in order to throw it in the lake.
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AFTER TBTD

dream 3
i'm in my car, driving out of a parking lot, and in process hitting several other cars. next thing i know, i'm a little bit further from the parking lot, my 2 brothers (one is 15 the other is 6, i'm 17) come riding their bikes, and then they disappear.
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dream 4
i'm in my current house, with my 2 cousins.
we are playing games, talking, and doing other teenager things.
there is this beautiful girl there too, and it seems like she is interested in me, but i'm not paying much attention.
then we decide to do something together, but the dream ends.
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Overall, it went from really bad, to kinda good at the end.
Can't wait to see what happens next time!

Dream 1:

I was some kind of... ghosty dimensional being, there was another one that i was with as a team. We were in some bizarre monochrome world that was getting filled with colors with each movement(trippy). We felt some kind of disturbance and went to investigate it. There was the road and we had to pass one area that was guarded by some other ghosty beings to reach the point where we needed to go. At first we were just going to fight them, but i thinked up a plan that one of us could distract them while another one gets through. He started distracting them and i got through, i used some sort of energy attack on the way to help him a bit too and shortly, we both were through.
We reached some more colorful natural place, and that's where the source of disturbance was. I saw an "solar cactus" that was radiating an immense amount of heat, and there was an some item near it, which was the source of disturbance for sure. I went towards it, going around some thorns on the way, and picked it up(sadly can't recall what that item was).
After that we went to the mountain area and we were looking at the map of the world and searching for the forging shop, none showed on the map. We checked a few towns, no dice. Then we noticed some train passing by and we went to check there. Luckily the master of the forging was on that train and we got him to help us to forge this item that we found into something. Then dream ended.

Dream 2(fragments):

I was watching some video about "How to properly TAS an racing game" for whatever reason. The author was playing some motorbike racing game and describing how to use some tool to create TAS(Tool-assisted) run of it.
Later i was playing some game that looked like touhou, but scoring was more something like chaining. There was a boss one attack of which created a wall of boulders, and the more boulders were destroyed, the more dense boulders were moving towards the player character. Once boulders became too dense i used some kind of special attack to destroy them all, but then realized that UI is missing GFX for it and went into some kind of editor to add it.

So I finally got the coal TOTM! Then I attempted the drawing one, but it didn't quite work. Anyway, HORRIBLE night sleep, ended up having to call in sick today. As such, when I was finally able to sleep when the house was empty and the dogs were quiet at last, it was about 8am.

I had a really super fast WILD. I wasn't trying for it, I just wanted sleep. But one quick round of really faint vibrations and I felt myself in my bed in a dream, all tangled up in blankets. I slowly tried to disentangle myself but woke up before I could finish. I went back to sleep and had a FA where I had gotten up and went down the hall, but it was the hall of some other building. And I remembered in that instant that I had JUST woken up from a short LD, so yay I was getting a second chance! I thought of the coal task right away, and continued down the hall. Fortunately it opened up into my livingroom. I knew that all I had to do was go into the backyard by the grill, and grab a piece of Kingsford coal from the bag. Only one obstacle: the sliding glass door. If I open doors or even phase through them in LDs, most time I get a scene change. SO I just quickly opened it, and sure enough, I ended up in a random room that doesn't exist. I saw a second door that went outside, so I imagined that my grill would be on the other side, and it worked! Only it looked more like a piano. I didn't see a bag of coal, so I opened the piano grill hoping to find a semi-used piece of coal inside. Nope, just piano keys. I imagined that o nthe other side of the grill would be a bag of kingsford coal, and sure enough, there was a bag of coal (the 365 brand from work, fine by me!). I grabbed the first piece which was stuck to another piece, so I separated them and kept the smaller of the 2. I held the coal in my left hand and covered it with my right, and stepped into the sunlight. I wanted to see my diamond sparkle in case it worked! I saw the sun illuminate my hands, and I thought to myself "how realistic this lucid light looks." I pressed my hands together as hard as I could, and I felt the coal disintegrate immediately. It almost felt like watery mud. I pressed very hard and imagined heat helping me out. I finally felt something hard like glass amidst all the mud, so I opened my hands and blammo! There was somewhat smoky colored diamond, cut into a big fat emerald cut. I took it in my right hand and held it up to the sunny sky to see it sparkle. When I did that, a giant image of the same diamond appeared in the sky, and even took on the smokiness. Once that happened, the diamond in my hand was no longer smokey. And it was suddenly princess cut. A big, sparkly, maybe 4 or 5 carrot diamond. Man I felt proud. I just held my diamond in the sunlight, looking at its giant smokey twin in the sky, thinking "yeah, that's enough for now," and woke up.

I went back to sleep and this time I was walking down the hall at work. What's with halls all the time? Oh well, give me time to walk and think and realize I'm dreaming lol. Anyway, again it hit me that I was just in bed, and I knew I had called in sick to work, so I shouldn't even be there. I bumped into my boss who said, "Well, since you're here you can go ahead and work your shift if you're feeling better." I just said, "Nah I've got other stuff to do," and I left. Now Chris was suddenly with me. I thought about the drawing task, and then I noticed something new: we were walking home, like we used to when we all lived in the apartment in Dallas. We were approaching the train station. Chris started taking off really fast, and it was starting to get dark. I panicked a little and called after him, telling him to wait up and not to run off, but he wouldn't stop. Then I just said, know what? fuck it, I'm doing the TOTM (HAH! +1). I attempted to draw with my finger on the side of the train station, when I remembered that my dream body had just come from work, and I always carry a pen and a sharpie in my pocket at work. I reached in my back pocket and found the pen! I was about to draw on the building, when I noticed to my right that there was a blank post-it note on the wall. Seriously? Is it my birthday? So I thought fast and drew a comet, with motion lines behind it, crashing onto earth. Then I looked up at the sky. It was dark now, and I could only see stars and a few wispy clouds. Then I saw a tiny illumination behind one of the clouds, and it got brighter and larger. Then something the size of a ping pong ball popped out from behind the cloud, and landed on the street in front of me, then bounced away. This happened a few more times, and each time the light behind the clouds was even more intense, suggesting that THIS time it would be a comet. Yeah right. When I finally got tired of watching ping pong balls, I just caught up with Chris and walked to the apartment. Danny had just come home from the grocery store, and was unloading groceries in the kitchen. He asked me to help him, and I started to. Then I said, "Nah, I may try the drawing task again," and left. I looked up at the sky, and there was a giant red Snoopy constellation in the night sky. I willed it to turn into a comet and crash into earth, but then I woke up.

Well poopananny then. But yay, a diamond!

2 dreams

EDIT: Progress! I remembered a dream where I looked at something and thought it was odd but questioned it no further. Certainly hinting at a lucid tonight

Dream 1:

I was in a huge arena with a very ominous reddish-black sky. On either sides of the arena were these massive step pyramids/ziggurats, owned by each team and acting like their base.

Each base had a different color tint, either red or blue, and the layers were frequent and thin. There were gun encampments all along my team's pyramid, but the guns were all late 1800s Gatling guns. I also remember that the two teams were playing Capture the Flag, and as you might expect the flag was in the pyramids. This is where things get freaky.

I was probably sent to get the flag from the other team's base, as next thing I know I'm in a hallway that looks like one from one of my schools, and all the lights above were either flickering or off. A little further down than I was a man sitting down in an old high school desk. His head was turning like an owl's, around in circles. The direction was rapidly changing, but then he saw me. His facial features looked bare or empty, but I guessed that he was in his mid-thirties. The man abruptly stood up. He zipped towards me a couple steps and stopped. Again he does this until he's right up at my face, head still turning. His marble white eyes lacked pupils. The man might have said something, but I tried to run away to the branching hallway on my left. I didn't look back. I managed to get myself into a thinner hallway, but there was this strange shadow. It looked like a thin potato on a stick, but you could clearly see eyes and teeth. This thing was not good. I heard voices in my head about trying to cut the thing, because that's the only thing you could do. I turned around and saw the creature of the shadow towering above me. It was at least 7 feet tall, and was wearing some sort of burlap bag type material. It's head was just like what I saw in the shadow, but it had red eyes. Inspired from Counter Strike, I whipped out my knife and started slashing in a similar fashion. I was backing up in the process. I was petrified though, so I woke up.

Dream 2:

This was a far more pleasant dream than the Counter Strike House of Horrors one. Me and some other people were browsing the aisles of Target. I felt like I knew these people, and perhaps they were friends, but I don't know those people in my waking life. An intercom announced that the store was foreclosing. My group and I walked out of our current aisle and saw that things were really being foreclosed. Taking a brief look at some of the price tags, everything was on sale, most for 90% off. The store's layout had changed as well, not what you'd see at a regular target.

The little remaining aisles were placed perpendicular and in front of the checkouts. From the back wall of the store, which had been brought up to match the new placement of the shelves, you could see a checkout and the employee working there. All of the employees to my recollection were all the same guy, and were all incredibly depressed. I wouldn't blame them. The most interesting and jarring thing about the whole change was that now, instead of Target selling what they usually sell, the store was selling strange antiques.

We proceeded to walk around the cash registers over and over again, as that's where nearly all the big-ticket antiques were. There isn't much of interest to say that happened from that point. We laughed and pointed at all the ridiculous things on display. It seemed to be great fun. The only thing that really stuck out in my mind was that I was abnormally interested in this large figurehead-esque bust of Catwoman stood up on large black wooden beams. It looked expensive, but since it was on sale, it was only $10.

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I was going grocery shopping with my mom on memorial day, and I kept stealing food. Then there was a giant snowman on display and I decided to knock it over and it fell on my mom, then the police came and I got in trouble for stealing food and my mom had to go to the hospital, but everyone forgot charlie in the car, so I ran back to the store with a donkey and rescued charlie. Then I ate a passion fruit. Afterwards, the police viewed the deeds of my life and told me that MW was the best decision I ever made.

there were two kittens - one orange one that looked like a cat i used to have (sammy). He got loose and I freaked out. Eventually got him back but he was a little more brown than orange. mostly dirt, but some a natural darkening of his fur as he grew

Had climbed up to the top of this really tall mountain. There was a lot of fog around the edges, so must have been really high up. Was there in a largish group of people (hiking or something I guess). The view was beautiful. The mountain was a giant world tree - the branches running off into the distance. I almost fell once. I was overcome with fear at the edge of a drop (we were really, really high up. Couldn't see anything below us - just a kind of foggy distance).

there was an earlier dream with the tag 'captivity', but its gone now.

I'm not sure if I can properly express just how much I hate body-snatcher dreams. As disturbing as the cannibal dream was, I'd gladly watch that again if it meant I didn't have another one of these.
Possession. Body-snatchers. People who look like my loved ones but no longer act like them, knowing that everything that made them who they are is GONE. They are dead and still walking around. (Oddly, zombies don't really bother me. There's a fine distinction there.)

I'm in my childhood home in Massachusetts. My father and brother are there with me and after a time, so is Liam. The house is dark, all the lights are off. The three men are sleeping in the living room.
(I went a little crazy there for a minute and built you a layout)
I'm dropped into the middle of an action, walking down the hallway from my room. The house feels wrong, but I can't figure out why. We came home in the middle of the night. I pass the kitchen door and catch a glimpse of something on the floor. I take a step back, feeling tense and on the edge of fear. Yellow and green balloons litter the floor. I don't like the look of them.
Suddenly one of them moves, and I realize there are things inside them. A slimy, translucent thing. Kind of like a gooey slug. I start yelling for the men to wake up, that we have to get out of here before the things finish becoming. Blearily they rise, I beckon them to me.
"Quickly, get your things. We need to leave."
"I don't understand the problem." My brother says.
I stab a finger toward the creepy balloons. "You're telling me that doesn't bother you at all."
Fear steals over their faces. Liam seems pretty placid, but he's mostly a shadow right now. I don't see his face so much as I know he's there. He's taller than my brother and father by a good half foot.
We rush to the other end of the house, everyone splits off and goes into various rooms. Gathering clothing and other necessities. I duck into my room, the only one that's lit, and see a slug-creature on the wall above the nightstand. It has a yellow-green center, surrounded by clear membrane. I find my dad and tell him that they've finished becoming. We rush out into the hallway, the four of us together, but I've forgotten something so we go into my room first. The slug is gone. I feel a spike of panic. I know that when it takes a person, they will cease to be who they are and be in control of the slug.
I step back into the hallway, relieved, "Good, it didn't get any of you." Liam stands mid-hall. He has his head cocked to the side, standing very still, his back to me.
"You're wrong." He says quietly. The words are like a slap.
"What? NO!" I reach out to him and my fingers brush his elbow, which has creepy slug goo on it. "No, no, no! This isn't happening." I retreat a few steps.
"I'll....fight as long as I can. Go. While I can...hold it off." His voice sounds distant, watery.

I force myself awake and roll over. When I fall back asleep, I dream about Dream Views. NewArtemis has posted a dream. It's just a picture, a claymation still. There's a tree, there is a large hole in the middle right before the crown. Wooden boards make a crude ladder up to the hole, one branch juts out to the left. On the jutting branch is a boy. Climbing up the ladder are a boy and a girl. The climbing boy has dropped one arm and is facing the 'camera', his mouth is open in a horrible grimacing smile, lined with sharp teeth. I scroll down and Artemis posts "My pack is dead."
I don't understand, I scroll back up and the image flashes. First there is an orange and white cat crouched in the hole in the tree. When it flickers the cat first stands on its hind legs, and in the next it disappears.
"See, he's gone."
(O.o wtf...)

I drift into a deeper sleep and I'm sitting next to a dog. She even looks a little like my dog, with less white in her coat. My sister adopted her and I hear my sister say what a good find she is. That when they retired her from the Fire Department, everyone clamored to adopt. Just like when _______ was retired. I heard a name, I don't remember it. He was a bright red, looked a little like a blood hound. I see his collar drop off to signify that he is retired.
I pet her a little, and then test her patience. I'm curious if she's as well-behaved as Caspian. She doesn't look pleased when I put my hands on her face, but she only bares her teeth a little and then dips her head away.

I'm sitting on a couch telling people on the forum about my creepy slug dream. I only really remember the man. Slim, lean muscle, short wavy dark hair and black/brown eyes. He's wearing a grey tank top. He's sitting next to a girl. He calls behind me, to my boyfriend who is laying on the couch under some blankets.
"Does any of this bother you?"
My boyfriend throws a hand out from under the blankets in a dismissive wave. "Just a dream."

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pretty much all I remember about last night. I'm sure stress diet, lack of sleep, and poor exercise was the onset.

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I guess you get to an age where you no longer have nightmares, just bad dreams or dreams you didn't like. At least that's the way I see it now. So last night, I had a nightmare - bad dream - of sorts.
I went to bed really late, like 3am, woke up around 5am and as I didn't recall any dream for DEILD, I got up for about an hour.

For some reason I found myself in Joanne's house, living there with her, which would never happen in a million lifetimes.

Spoiler for why I hate Joanne.:

Joanne is the mother of my son Jordan, when I was a teen, I was of an unsavoury character and I spent quite a bit of time in prison. Whilst I was in prison, Joanne found a new boyfriend and at some point, she allowed him to beat my son, 2 at the time, to within an inch of his life. He is now a quadriplegic and only just short of brain dead. So I don't know why I would dream of her, let alone be living with her.

So I found myself living with Joanne, but for some reason another girl named Kate, who I was also seeing turned up, Joanne was out and so I let her in, but then Joanne returned. I explained who Kate was and that she was here and Joanne was fine with it - she always was a soft touch - however Kate wasn't too impressed though she made the most of it with a brave face. After they had spoken, Kate commented that she didn't know what to make of her now she knew she was Irish. I explained she wasn't Irish, in fact she was Scunthorpe born and bred, I said that she puts accents on to try and make herself more interesting to other people, to give herself some kind of personality if you like.

I decided to go out on my bike, but for some reason I didn't take my helmet, I had a hooded top on and thought that would at least keep the police off my back. I was speeding down the road when all of a sudden the steelwork of a building with a jet engine in the centre flew past me at incredible speed almost knocking me off my bike in it's wake. As I turned the bend I saw Carl from Poker waving me down and signalling the police were about. I was going quite fast and when I started to slow down, I noticed for the first time that there was snow on the ground and I had to be really careful. I got off the bike and stood talking to Carl and someone who resembled Shackles.
Shackles or his dream equivalent was saying how he rode all the time and how good he was, when I asked him what he was riding though, he said he's retired for now, which I thought was an odd thing to follow up with.

Scene change - We only own a shower and a very small back yard. Since forever, Diesel and Dutchess have been a nightmare to bathe, also not very fond of water in general. Well just recently, the past couple of summers, we've managed to get Diesel in the water with the aid of sticks, which he calls balls and is obsessed with, to the point that recently he has actually been swimming for a couple of seconds at a time. So yesterday was the hottest it's been this year and I got the idea to take them to the lake and give them a good bath. It was quite funny, but I think they actually both enjoyed it.

Joy and I were walking the dogs down the riverside and we found a place to bathe them. Dutchess went first as she is the least bother, usually just stands stock still until it's over, unlike Diesel who fights me all the way. Afterwards she was swimming in the water when she noticed a seal or sea lion, we'll say seal, she got out to play with it. It seemed to get nasty real quick and I shouted for her to come away from it, as soon as I said this, Dutchess turned into a seal, jumped in the water and started to swim with the seal. Joy then shouted that there were at least four or five of them. The whole scene had a feeling of dread about it, I told Dutchess to get out of the water which she did, as a dog again. As soon as the seals left, I got Diesel to come to me, I was stood in waist deep water with him and I was shouting for Joy to look, as I walked about in the water it got deeper and all of a sudden I stood on something sharp, Diesel was now panicking and I had to hold his head above the water and look at my foot at the same time. There was a yellow drawing pin stuck in my foot and it had some sort of logo on it, though I don't recall what.

We left the river side when both Diesel and Dutchess ran off in different directions, we panicked as we watched both of them encounter accidents, I saw Dutchess get hit by a car, and Joy said something had happened to Diesel, although she didn't say what, they were both lying on the floor immobile. Dutchess was crying and trying to move, but she could only inch along the floor on her belly, Diesel was having fits and convulsions. I didn't know which way to run. Diesel was closest by far, then someone shouted that Dutchess wasn't going to make it and I broke off towards Diesel. As I reached him, he was still fitting and as I moved in closer he fell down a shallow hole. I climbed in to get him and I noticed he'd turned completely grey - something I've dreamt before - I picked him up and cradled him, I was crying as I climbed out of the hole and thinking that I now had to get to Dutchess as quick as possible. I set off towards her, but I never made it. I woke proper at 8am shouting out loud "What an awful bloody dream...!"

I only remembered one fragment today, though I do remember it being somewhat longer.

Dream 1 (fragment): I was playing AI War: Fleet Command, and I had some insanely powerful unit, and it was chasing around a unit representing Superman all over an empty map. I got him down to 1/4 his HP, but then I woke up.

Had a dream, kinda... Austin Powers style, I guess? But I don't remember much.

Then I was part of a group of spies who were trying to infiltrate an office. We got seen by someone there but they assumed I was a supervisor (I was one person and a group of people at the same time). Then their boss called a meeting and we were recognized as spies. And the boss turned out to be... Hitler. No kidding. I was going to try to kill him, but...

Then it shifted to a group of people trying to infiltrate a place, and they were trying to infiltrate a blood elf camp or something. I was subconsciously changing the buildings because they did not look blood elfy enough. There were several members, and one of them was kind of a ladies' man who was embarrassed that it got found out that he'd set up a date with a superior officer's daughter, who was somehow also Rarity from My Little Pony (yes... a pony).

After that, I was running out of some sort of office complex, only it was more like an industrial building, lots of concrete. I then fully realized that I was dreaming, but it was dark and rainy outside where I was. I looked at my hands, rubbed them together, tried running them along a concrete pillar... I wanted to do a scene change (I was trying to get to an Inn) so I tried to see a light in the distance, but then everything went black. I tried closing and opening my dream-eyes, but it was still black. I began flailing my arms around and every time I moved I heard a sound like the bell on a cat collar. Then I lapsed back into non-lucidity.

Having some exhausting day time which will continue for a while. I hope my sleep quality does not get too affected. Deep sleep tonight, did not try WBTB.

Fragment1: I am in the subway with boyfriend, trying to get some work done on ATM map screen? It is not working and I am getting upset. I apologize to other customers waiting behind me.

Dream2: I am in a room, which is my room in the dream. There is a party with lots of people. I look around and notice the strange furniture, think about it a bit, then dismiss my thoughts. We go out and I see a friend of mine. We walk around in a huge room, a bit like a factory or a store house. I remember some kitchen appliances being there. I tell her that I never expected that our apartment is so big, there is so much space, but most of it is taken? I talk about another friend and how he will buy a place of his own.

I remember now that I had the expectation to see food in this large room, near the kitchen appliances, and there it is, all kinds of things too choose from, salads, meats, like a gourmet counter, everything looks so delicious. I remember in the dream another time when I have seen so much food, but it doesn't strike me that it was a dream then and it is a dream now. I also see some rather interesting looking candy.

Fragment3: I am in front of my parents's place, all houses around are now gone, there is just grass left and some construction materials. I find this a bit strange and disturbing, but then get distracted as some people I thought I knew, but then don't recognize are throwing different-colored hay on the road.

~75 mg time release 5-htp
~.5 mg melatonin
Flash - your brother is at your apartment and you go out to buy beer but the store only has one beer left.
Baseball - you are playing in a baseball game with a bunch of little kids (somewhere between like 6-13). this is at a field at a school that feels like a cross between two schools near your house in the US. No buildings to speak of though, just the field. You are horrible, can't hit the ball at all or throw. I remember a few at-bats and half innings in the field. when you are at bat you can't hit the ball and are actually frightened of hitting the little kid pitcher when you swing because he's standing so close. You realize that if you were able to make contact with the ball you'd be able to hit it really far relative to the size of the baseball field, which is really small. There's another guy your age on your team. You tell him that when you were these kids' age you were on a team that never won a single game in two seasons (true story). after the game you're sitting in a convenience store (probably the 7-11 on falls), waiting for your dad to pick you up. At this point for some reason you realize that you no longer go to school, but I'm not sure why. A young blonde woman walks in who is clearly really fucked up, it looks like heroin or a high dose of some other opiate. She buys a bag of rolling tobacco (a brand that you don't recognize), and you ask her if you can roll a cigarette with it. it comes with these wierd little filters that look like band-aids. for a while the 7-11 turns into a bus/train thing, and you're sitting there with the blonde girl, who is still really messed up. You roll one and use one of the weird filters, even though in reality you never used filters. After you roll it you realize that you stopped smoking cigarettes a month ago, and put it in your pocket. The 7-11 is a 7-11 again. You decide not to wait for your dad and to walk home, because your house is, after all, only like half a mile away. You are walking home along falls road and there are kids from the high school everywhere, because their school has just let out or something. While you were at the 7-11 it was nighttime, but it's changed to day now. As you are walking you decide to smoke your cigarette. you pull a pack of cigarettes you've never seen before out of your pocket, the pack is blue but the cigarettes are called (some dream brand) reds. in the pack are two cigarettes that look like cloves or something, and your hand-rolled cigarette. You are surprised to find this pack of cigarettes in your pocket. You take the cigarette you rolled and smoke it as you walk. as you are walking you meet your high school drama teacher, who is walking with his children. you talk with him for a while, and tell him about the baseball game. you express your chagrin that you were unable to hit the ball, and he comments that you never were. The road seems to end right where you are going to turn off it to go up the hill. just before you turn off of falls you see a guy playing guitar and children singing along. he seems to be recording it. then the dream ends.