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Thousands and thousands of clapping hands were heard on this very big, plain field filled with people. All whose faces looked excited to see the one face that popped in to the field. Me. Every single person on this field was applauding as I was riding on a carriage. It was beautiful! I didn't know whether to believe it or not, so I just accepted the fact that it was all for me!

As someone was riding the carriage for me, I was staring at all the people in the crowd and only thought of how unbelievable it felt to have so many people clap for you.

The carriage was almost on its way to the other side of the field. This was the last chance I was able to say anything to the crowd. I didn't say anything, instead I raised my right hand and made a peace sign gesture which made the crowd raise their scream even louder! It was truly amazing!

After my few minutes of fame past, things got worse. I was on a journey, with some of my other classmates from high school, to go through the woods and find the point for going in it in the first place. I walked in to the woods but found it all to be a challenge, seeing how I was in bare feet. My other classmates went on without me. That's when another problem occurred. My right foot had something on its bottom. I picked it up to see what it was and found out there was a piece of wood stuck to it. My foot was bleeding. I tried to take off this piece off wood at first but it only bled more. I could remember the way it felt taking the piece out! I was grossed out.

There was only thing I could do in a situation like this. I had to go and find a teacher on the other side of this area I was in. I did and I did so quickly. I hopped on my left foot and quickly hopped my way over to the teacher's area. On the way, I shown my cut to a few kids and they were even grossed out.

Once I made it to the teacher's area, I tried to find a teacher someone on the street. This area also looked a lot like the area next to the abandoned theater near the location I live in the waking world. There was no sign of teachers, so I walked in to a home and found things to have change a lot!

I walked in to a home and suddenly felt like it was now a Minecraft experience! I was in small room filled with chests. One of them was an Ender chest. I walked up to one of my chests and only saw a few non Minecraft items in there. That's when I decided to go in to the wild and explore.

I did so and found something interesting on the way. The wild I just walked in to looked a lot like a dream I had before, a dream where most of it took place next to a really huge ocean. I didn't like it at the start. I walked in to a big section of 1x1 towers , flew to the top of one and found a player hiding somewhere in the bottom. His server name was 98Brando, the one who always assumes he's better than everyone else. I jumped on to the ground in front of him and we were now standing on a border between danger zone and safe zone. It's obvious what happened here. I jumped away from the safe zone and jumped in to the danger zone to attack him. I done this repeatedly until he died and I took his armor and items. After he died, I picked up his armor and he had all Protection 4 armor as well as really good weapons and items.

Then I woke up for a short while.

I was looking at Scar Symmetry's videos online and I ran into a song called ascension chamber. That reminded me of a dream I had a while back...

The dream:

I was in space and in a chamber of some sort. There was a window which I looked out and saw many stars or other chambers possibly. I was headed somewhere but don't know where.

i am standing in the middle of my drive way looking into the bright vivid sky then suddenly this cloud appears... it was shapped as an angel, i starting backing up away from the cloud as it fell on my drive way i am now looking at the cloud, i think it was staring at me i call my dad and my sister to come see it. my sister says "whoa" and my dad didn't do anything so then the cloud just vanished after i am yelling ANGEL ANGEL!!! so then my dad and my sister just left so then another cloud appears it was shapped as an angel and looked like a female, so i was watching the cloud come down to the floor and it started to fly around me about 10mph so then it wrapped some thing around my leg (in a good way cause we were playing) so then i took it off because i was starting to enter a new dreamscape, and before i could say goodbye, she vanished.

01-03-2012 -- [Bladder infection, only a nap on the third, and constantly waking on the 4th. Mostly very odd fragments, and stuff that is all over the place.]

I think this was a long, involved dream that I mostly can't remember. It felt like a cross between Harry Potter (for the characters), Game of Thrones (for the type and feel of the human evil and sense of betrayal throughout) and perhaps a hint of Wheel of Time for a Dark One-like sense of all-pervading evil in the background.

Almost all of the Malfoys and their relatives have gone on a complete killing spree, viciously murdering all over the place, except Narcissa, who has decided it is all a bit much, and she can't do this anymore. She decides to approach me (Harry Potter) and team with me to try and stop her relatives, while hiding that she has changed sides, so she doesn't get killed, herself.

There's a lot here, but I can't remember most of it. Eventually, we're bringing a battle to fruition in an area with a small hill between us an the enemy. We're sending some sort of combination of robot and golem to attack the enemy on the other side of the hill, and it lands on him, crushing him, as we move on to a major confrontation.

Soon Narcissa is standing next to her sister on a tennis court, along with me and what looks like Wolverine. She is pointing to many of her servants who are playing tennis, and commenting on how they all are in such good shape, and have the bodies of gods and goddesses, before telling her sister we are all going down, but she is going to start with the others that Narcissa has fallen for. She suddenly produces Wolverine-style claws from her own hands, and dices Wolverine up, blood, bits of body, and limbs splattering everywhere, very vividly, before turning to me, as Narcissa screams in horror. [Being that it is Wolverine, he might manage to heal, but in the dream I didn't think of that. We were both convinced we'd lost a partner and were probably going down.]

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01-04-2013 -- First dream of night, really short, limited and fragmented: Playing Runescape, and everything is blending together. I am hunting lots of little blue implings, moving marmasaw plants, perhaps penguins, and all kinds of other stuff, all at the same time. just wandering around, grabbing things at the same time.

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01-04-2013 -- More hunting bits as noted above, except I am now making grabs for tiny red, green and blue implings which seem to add to the stats of my red, green, and blue crewmen on the player owned ports minigame. I'm really trying to advance these characters, even while also getting involved in some of of dating situation (being set up on dates or something) which Melody has started.

Somehow I end up going out to some kind of church event (Church of the Nazarene setting, Pine Castle Methodist people?) that leads into a bit of super hero stuff. We're urging everybody to show up for some sort of meeting or revelation of something, where Superman will provide the answer we need. (Answer to what, I don't know.) I am Clark / Superman, dressed up as Clark right now, and we're gathering people around the Euclid overpass.

There turn out to be a ton more people than we expect, so many that they can't be counted, and they fill up all space as far as we can see. Far more than we expected. There is nowhere for me to duck into to change into Superman without being seen, so I more or less accept that I am going to have to reveal myself in front of everybody. I'm just beginning to undo my shirt to reveal the costume underneath, when something happens and everybody starts to disperse again, satisfied with what has occurred, so I start to button my shirt again.

Soon I am Spider-Man (not in costume) and Superman is traveling with me, as I am arriving back home at the Hickory house. The oldest kid from Home Improvement is there (Zachery Ty Bryan), and he's a bit of a punk, and is threatening us and saying he killed my sister. He is also making some very odd comment that goes nowhere, that the command staff of the Starship Enterprise has been replaced with doubles.

Superman, flying in with his x-ray vision, identifies a recently buried body in the ground at either Vinnie's house or Robby's, so it seems the kid was serious. Kind of ticks us off. We head inside the house, and it turns out we are kind of babysitting the kid, watching over him and trying to keep him out of trouble. This is difficult because he has somehow gained some of our powers. (We have them, too, he hasn't taken them from us, he has just gained them, as well.) Thankfully he seems more interested in pranking his younger brothers than using his powers for more major evil.

He is 'writing' on his brothers' shirt with water, then putting flour on it to write mean slogans in white. He is doing the same for his own shirt, but using it to add a number like a sports jersey. But of course, being in flour, it's making a bit of a mess. There is an attractive young lady who wants to take over his care, but we tell her we really think we're better suited to handle him, though we can't tell her why. ("Yeah, he's developed super powers, so we need to use our super powers to keep him under control." That'll go over well.) Just weird.

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01-04-2013 -- Making a delivery somewhere down toward Fort Lauderdale, and have already dropped off the package. I'm thinking to myself 'wouldn't it be neat to run into Amy F. while I was down here?' and sure enough, as I glance into the open door of an apartment, there she is. It seems they are still moving stuff in to the new place. I try to say hello and make conversation, but she just glances at me, then ignores me.

I don't really know what is up, but I wonder if maybe she just doesn't recognize me, even though my picture is on my Facebook account, which is where I now know her from. [An acquaintance from high school who recently moved to Florida, and who I do now know from Facebook.] But anyway, she doesn't seem to want to acknowledge me, so I just turn around to leave.

I try to walk back to my car, but oddly enough, I just can't find it. I am walking up and down rows of apartments, looking at the cars out front, but I just can't seem to find mine. Suddenly I stop and ask myself what car am I looking for? Was I driving the purple car? No. Red? I come up with a sort of off-white not-quite-beige four door sedan that doesn't really match any car I have ever driven, and start looking again, at least now knowing what it is I am looking for.

Somehow mom is there for a minute or two, and I visit with her. Then I pass back by Amy's apartment again. This time her guy is there, and decides to talk to me for a few minutes. He seems friendly, and we have no problems or anything. Oddly enough, Keffer and Tucker are there (my past landlord's Bijons) and he has opened the pet gate to bring stuff through, and is surprised when the dogs go running off through it. But he says he'll get them, and goes running after them.

I can hear him calling for them, and getting more and more frantic, so I follow him out. The dogs are running all over the place, and paying him no mind whatsoever, but when I start calling to them a couple of times they come running up to me, and I get them back inside the dog gate again. Never do see any sign of my car, though.

04.01.2013

Akashic Records Reading Real or Fake? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember that I'm inside of a hallway where things are quiet but peaceful. There's a very big book in front of me, and the exterior is a brown color while the pages are slightly yellow.

The room was a little dark, but there was a window right above me that was conveniently placed right behind the book so that I could easily read it. I couldn't remember the first pages of this book, and I probably wouldn't have been able to decipher them if I wanted to.

So as I'm going through more pages, I finally noticed something comprehensible. For some reason, that page came out to me, like it tore out on its own or something like that. It stated about me having a 53% of something, and by doing these actions, I would an augmentation leading towards that event being more probable and in my favor.

It was kind of hard to bear at first, and I don't really recall embracing the magnificence of the Akashic Records, probably because I felt I was in the lower levels of my own Records. The paper showed a graph somewhere on the right, and then there's a table that shows actions I can take that gives me a certain percentage if I accomplish them.

Then I had this mentality where it was Thursday of next week I believe, or maybe Thursday that already passed for this week. But to be practical, I'm going to presume the dream or astral scenario was for the week coming up after this dream journal entry.

So if I wanted to be in the clear for the event to be in my favor I had to get at least 10% to make it 63%.

With the options below on the table, it seemed I had a pretty good chance in making this happen. After realizing this, it gives me a sense of relief, but I'm still not sure if this was simulated or not.

Then the whole experience starts go into dream like qualities, and I see random people like Nick from Young and the Restless, so now as I'm typing this, the Akashic Records reading was either:

- Real, but I dozed off and got the experienced intertwined with a random dream

-Simulated along with the random dream

- Real, but how I conceptualize it was associated with how I analyze dreams.

Now the dream shifts where I'm planning out some of the activities on the paper that's torn out (this was obviously a simulation or something, because I don't recall your own pages actually being able to be ripped off or being able to be torn out.

It was mostly things related to college, and then it felt like it was Friday, and I didn't have any kind of awareness on any percentage increase. I felt my time here was limited, and that things would start crashing down for me.

Going into this self-induced pit of negative emotions, I start to phase out of my planning, if I had one, and I can't recall the rest of this experience.

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04.01.2013

Trying to Call My Father (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside a house I'm currently residing for the New Years break, and I find myself trying to call my father. The phone starts blanking out pretty frequently, which irritates me.

My father picks up sometimes, but most of the time I can't even hear him at all. I didn't bother to check if the phone volume was on mute, but I didn't really want to do anything but to call him.

The house itself has the kitchen light turned on and the T.V. on the left is on as well I believe.

There's someone wearing an orange shirt and brown leggings or velour pants in the house that starts becoming annoying after a while and starts screaming, and I'm not sure if it's at me or my father.

But when she's screaming, I hear the response from my phone. I get confused, and I can't remember what happens after that.

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04.01.2013

Weird Creature & Dave Chappelle (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There's a creature consisting of orange and a slightly green tentacle. It's as small as a human fist, and it's moving around like crazy where I'm too scared to do anything.

Dave Chappelle randomly comes into this dream, and I'm trying to throw a ball at the creature, but Dave catches it with his butt cheeks. He starts going random mode on me, and I'm trying to look the other way before things go into the shitter for this dream.

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04.01.2013

Kaomea PMs me (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Kaomea PMs stating that I could PM her every now and then.

Huh?

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04.01.2013

Alyzarin makes me Respond Quickly (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Alyzarin wants me to respond to a thread with preset responses, and I do it quickly because she says it to me in a rush.

I thought I created the thread, which was something related to putting what describes you as a tag or something, but it seems Erii created it before me.

After reading my reply the second time, I felt this didn't really describe me. Then some random user below me with a Kid Goku picture for his avatar stated how he was going to describe himself, but I pretty much took part of what he was.

A lot of people liked this, and I feel confused on what I actually did to "steal" part of his identity in the first place. I felt guilty either way, and then as I'm scrolling up to see who liked it, I saw Kaomea and 6 other people liked it.

I was still speculating what I did wrong, and I felt guilty....lol...guilty over people who liked something that basically makes me look like the bad guy.


I turned to Alyzarin and told her that she shouldn't have made me do that, and she instant messages me with (paraphrasing here):

"I tend to do that a lot, get used to it."


Huh???????????????

This dream so random and incomprehensible to piece together.

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04.01.2013

Don't Bold, Italicize, or Underline! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It's pretty much the whole dream; someone tells me not to bold, italicize, and underline.

It wasn't like that exactly, she made a blog post on how "Brandon" is violating the Terms of Service by doing these actions. Then she goes on to ramble on and on and on and on.

Then I looked at the comments that seemed automated and a bunch of one-liners. Then after speculation, I realized this whole blog post was a bunch of BULL, and this didn't make sense AT ALL.

Could've done a reality check, but nope.

non-lucid
sleep paralysis

I've gone back to the medical center, it's Monday morning. I can't remember if they need me to get blood drawn in the morning or if they were just going to do it at the appointment that evening. I figure going anyway can't hurt, so I go. When I get there, people are gathering for a hallowing costume contest. A scary and annoying woman that I recognize from work (not really) is wearing a dark green robe with bright green-yellow stars on it, there are flames on the arms, and she has a cardboard box on her head with a picture of a witch's face on the front.
"I'm sure I'll win!"
Another costume goes by, for a second it makes complete sense then it doesn't make any. Two people dressed as Dracula are carrying a tall cardboard booth. It's height is even with theirs, the top of the booth has a cutout with a red velvet curtain fringed in gold. There's a face there, some politician. When they duck their heads into the flaps on the sides, the politician looks terrified and then starts to bleed. They talk about how genius their costume prop is.

I start to get a headache. I go upstairs where they're supposed to be drawing my blood. I briefly talk to the girl at the end of the hall, she tells me I'll have to come back in a few hours, but if I want I can rest in the room to my right.
"Do you have anything for this headache?"
"Sure, take this." she hands me a syringe full of opaque bright green liquid. I wonder if it'll even work on me.
"It should also help you sleep."
"Alright, thank you."

I walk into the resting room, which looks like my parent's room from the house I grew up in. Sort of how I saw it as a kid, that the bed takes up almost the entire floor and has a thin red velvet cover. I lay down as far from the door as I can get and I wonder if I should even take what's in the syringe. While I'm thinking, the ugly witch comes in and lays down. She says she doesn't have long before the costume party starts, but she wants to rest.
I start to feel strange, my abdomen is cramping then turns into a sharp pain, my head feels heavy. I start to worry that I'm having a miscarriage. I'm laying on the bed and I can only move sluggishly. I turn my head, wondering if the witch will notice I'm distressed, since I can't speak.
She does, she leaves yelling for help.
A man comes in, he's dressed in too-small clothes, he's overweight and has greasy curling black hair.
"I heard someone like you was in here. You're my favorite, all helpless. The best part about you is your spine." He climbs onto the bed and straddles me, pinning me down. He makes a grab for my wrists and I start fighting, as slow as I feel he's even slower. I claw at his face but he sits back out of my reach.
Then I remember the syringe. I fumble for it and find it under the covers. I pull it out and make to stab him but he slaps it from my hand.
"You stay right there...I'll be back for you."
He disappears out the door.
I struggle to move and only manage to roll over. I crawl out of bed and find the syringe, the needle has popped off. I find it and twist it back on. I can hear him coming back so I go and hide under the covers with the syringe in my hand....

The dream breaks off into another kind. I'm shopping, my boyfriend is with me. I glance down and realize I somehow have words imprinted on the crook of my left arm.
"I love Liam"
I'm afraid my boyfriend will see, I cover the imprint with my right hand and cross my arms.

First of all, today have been a sad day. Our puppy (Collie breed) had to die, as he had a virus (canine distemper(?)), they tried to cure it but it didn't work. He was only 16 weeks old (we had him for 8 weeks).

Today, I had 1 dream and 1 fragment.

Not sure when I went to bed, I should write that up from now on. However, I succeeded to write up 2 times I woke up during night.

Bedtime: about 11pm
First wakeup: 04:35 (fragment)
Second wakeup: 06:04 (dream)
Final wakeup(alarm): 09:00


3 words (fragment)
Home, n!gger, evening

yeah, that's what I'd written up... and I haven't been able to recall anything.


Rollercaster and an attack (dream)
It was on a rollercastere with some guys from an internet forum. The rollercaster was very long and it sure went over grass, trees and fields.
Once it stopped, we all went off the rollercaster. And suddenly they all started to hit me with thorn bush sticks, for no reason. Also they in a few seconds later started to throw rocks at me.
I was panicing and ran towards a door, once I got into the door, it had another door I opened and passed through.

And then I woke up.

I'm also sure that I suspected I was dreaming, but as I was stressed/paniced and I just wanted out of there, I didn't really think further on that.

No Aids
WBTB brief. woke up 1 hour after alarm. 4:30 again. It was too late for 30 ming WBTB and I didn't want caffeine this time. So, I just went to bathroom and set my intent to becoming lucid. I barely did one round of SSILD before I fell asleep.

114 - Pooping in Public - DILD

I found myself taking a dump at work in the middle of the main hallway. The plant manager decides to call a stand up meeting right near me. The toilet is situated really close but I am partially hidden by the big yellow chemical cabinet. I hurry and finish my business. I wipe many times but never feel clean. I look at the TP and see the brown. No one seems to notice me. I feel really embarrassed but at that point I realize I am dreaming. I didn't take control because the situation was too awkward and I just felt really tired mentally. It was when I flushed that everyone looks right at me. They all "EWWWW" and groan in disgust. My co-worker F (Funny guy IRL) comes over and says, "Did you really just take a shit right here in front of everyone?"
Still lucid I just roll with it. Smile real big and say, "Yep I sure did." I point to the toilet and we both watch my nastiness swirl around. F laughs and I notice how runny and chunky and nasty it looks. I wake up soon after.

I had another mild DILD after this one. I woke briefly and tired SSILD again. I can't remember it right now.

I was really lazy recording in my bedside DJ. I didn't take Melatonin but I had zero recall before WBTB. Again I have just been really tired all week.

03.01.2013

Lucidity Class (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID


I'm in a classroom in a lucid dreaming class, feeling complacent as I know more than everyone else.

As the teacher starts to talk about reality checks, I hover out of my chair and fly around the classroom, while everyone moans that I'm showing off.

Dream 1:
I was at some Pokemon place in real life, kind of like a convention. They were selling bright blue hoodies with Pikachu's on them. I had bought one for some reason and was talking to a girl who was part of some pokemon club or something. She had talked me into joining, and said I needed to trade some weird sort of currency to buy pokemon cards. I told her I don't collect pokemon cards anymore, but I still have a lot from when I was younger. I ended up buying some, however she said that the club would hold onto them.

Dream 2:
I was at some restaurant that was apparently owned by my math teacher. He seated me and my mother. On our way to our table, I was greeted by who I presume was his daughter, about 20-25 years old. I don't remember what we had talked about.

Dream 3: Lucid
Unfortunately, I don't remember the beginning of this dream. I was in my mom's car, and she was driving. I had realized I was dreaming, but there wasn't much I could do in a moving car. Jumping out would cause me to wake up, so I had to think quick. We came to a fork in the road, and she took the left path. I asked her "Why did we go this way?" which was implying she had missed her turn. She replied "Sorry I don't know what way your dad takes" and kept driving.

Dream 4: I'm at the gym in my school. I sit down by some guy and this prep named Kylie B. sits down beside me. They start conversing but it's about time to leave so I have to find my backpack. I grab one that look almost exactly like mine, but just a bit different. Some guy named Chris G. said that was his bag. I said "Oh sorry dude" and he said "no it's okay". Someone says that my bag is down in the floor with a bunch of other bags. I could see it, and someone had written my name in big girly black letters on the side. I went down to go get it.

Dream 5: I'm in my bed and I wake up. I go to check the time on my ipod. It's 6:31 A.M., which is past my alarm by an hour and 6 minutes. I decide just to go back to sleep and my mom shouts "Are you still in bed? It's been 20 minutes since your last WILD attempt." I woke up in real life shortly after.

This night I had a very profound dream.

I was at some kind of festival in a field, there was a tent, within this tent were simple tables, square bales of hay, and through the middle was a large electrical cable with a thick plastic cover. Next to the cable was a table, sat at this table was my eldest sister (my sister dearest to me), she had carelessly thrown a cigarette butt onto the plastic cover of the cable. The cable began to melt and catch alight and sparks started to fly. I hurried to the cable and tried to put the fire out.

The next thing I know I was sat opposite my sister at the table. My sister was trying to tell me something that had happened to me as a child, something terrible. She seemed very distressed by it and kept saying "I'm so sorry Rob, I'm so sorry.". She did not know how to begin telling me.

Just as she was about to get the words out of her mouth a small child came up to the table and so my sister had to change the conversation to something cheerful and not depressing to pretend everything was okay to the child "..And then we cleaned up the mess and everything was okay.".

As the child went away, she started to say that she was sorry and that she was going to tell me now. I was then awoken by my alarm clock.

This dream left quite a big mark on my mind for a while, I've been trying to figure it out but I can't.
I think it might be about a repressed memory that I have had as a child but I have no idea what it could be.

End of journal.

The Road

I was in the back seat of a car with another older gentleman. Our boss was dropping us off at our cars. The other guy in the back seat was told that he was being demoted or fired-I forgot which. I felt bad for him.

The old guy got out, then my boss told me it was my stop too. I said, "Oh, yeah." I got out with a beer in my hand. I went with the old guy who was looking for his car. Then I needed to get where I was going.

I went to cross a street to catch a bus, but I had apparently waited until after a light had changed below. Now traffic was coming on. I wanted to beat the traffic and run across, but it was several lanes, and some huge vehicles were coming. Yeah, a couple war ships!

The road was brightly lit, and the two war ships went screaming by. Then a couple tractor trailers went by. Then I think a fire engine or something went by. It was all these huge vehicles.

Eventually I was just across the street, and walking right at someones yard. I needed to finish my beer before the bus came, so I started guzzling the beer. It was pretty good for dream beer. I was going to have to dispose of the bottle when empty, but I didn't want to throw it in the persons yard. I didn't want to toss it in the sewer grate, so I started thinking of where to leave it gently at the edge of the street.

I tried to poor the rest out, but a cop drove by or something, so I only poored out some. Soon, the alcohol in it caught the ground on fire. Shit! I drank the rest and put the bottle by a tree. I then moved the bottle to be in the shadow of the tree. I thought I should move the bottle to another place because the car head lights would shine on it as they drove past. I couldn't find a good place for it, and I was afraid my bus would be there soon.

I woke up then. I hope to dream more tonight.

No recall.

[I'm going abroad soon, so updates may be spottier than usual for a couple of months.]

No recall.

Island

[My notes say something about a grocery store at the beginning of this dream, but I don't remember what.]

The island is covered in stone buildings, like an old university. I decide to visit the island, so I start walking along the hiking trail to get there. Soon I'm walking over dry, dead grass, and soon the path becomes so steep that I have to crawl upwards. My head faces the grass and I can barely see anything else. I wish I had thought to wear kleats; it would have made this journey much safer.

Later, we are all summoned to the island for a meeting. I go there with a friend. Instead of going straight to the meeting, we wander down a side path, into a part of the island I've never seen before. My friend wants to keep going this way, but I need to go back to the mainland for something. I rise into the air, soon realizing that being in flight means I'm dreaming. I fly out past the island and down to the water. The dream starts fading and to my frustration I'm unable to stop myself from waking up. IRL, some of my family are having a noisy conversation right outside my bedroom door, and I suspect that's why I woke up so inexorably.

Lunchbox

I, a high school senior, am walking to lunch. I pull out my lunchbox, which my mom packed for me this morning. Then I remember that I'm on an unlimited meal plan (in college), so there's no need for Mom to be sending food with me anymore. I tell this to her, but a couple of days later, she's still packing my lunchbox for me.

Frags:

• There's a pit in the middle of the hallway with a small stepping stone in the middle. He crosses the gap by doing a handspring off of the stepping stone.