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10-14-2012 -- [This may be one dream, or it may be two. I had two separate dreams last night, with an actual awakening in between them, but the storyline continued on (though it changed) so I am going to start typing the second dream first, and if it gets long enough to stand on its own, I'll type up two dreams. Otherwise, I'll merge them into one. A note of explanation: I really enjoy Harry Potter fan fiction, but there are a lot of story ideas that appear in fan fiction that never appeared in the real Harry Potter stories. This dream encompasses two or three of these story lines, including harems, and Harry being the head of a rich and powerful family.]

I'm Harry Potter, and I am in my first year at Hogwarts. It is about the middle of the year, and I have gotten very close to Hermione. We're almost lovers, except we're too young for sex so far. But I find myself being tremendously drawn to Susan Bones, and am starting to get very close to her. Both girls are heart-broken, because each of them thinks I have chosen the other, but I keep telling them and eventually they come to understand I am deeply in love with both of them.

The dorms at Hogwarts are kind of strange. The rooms resemble office cubicles, with short walls that you can just barely look over (considering we're first years, those must be really short walls!) We're not supposed to stare over them, though, to give each other privacy. Oddly enough, in these half-walled rooms we have bunk beds. Bunk four-poster beds. Mine is one of the upper bunks.

I've been having some minor issues of invasion of privacy with who I am thinks is Cedric in the dreams, but it may be Wood, since Cedric is a Hufflepuff. On the other hand, since Susan is now sleeping with Hermione and I in my bed (though nobody knows it) maybe it is Cedric. Who knows? The two girls now share my bed, and we sleep together every night. We're too young for sex, but we cuddle and comfort, and you know it will get more physical as we get older. We're looking forward to it.

In a burst of almost accidental magic (no wand, and not intentionally planning to cast a spell) I seem to have warded the bed so that nobody can see inside so nobody knows the girls are sleeping with me, and we're having a grand time. They are dressed in thin nightgowns or perhaps just large nightshirts, very nice for cuddling.

Somehow Fleur Delacour is older, at least 7th year, or maybe out of school, and has been sent to Hogwarts as a kind of teachers' aide, and she is patrolling the dormitory. I start crying and acting lonely and homesick, and try to get her to climb up the ladder and check on me. Eventually we lure her up, and as soon as she reaches the bed, all three of us launch ourselves at her, pull her into the bed, and start partly stripping her and caressing her. She struggles for a moment or two, but her veela nature takes over, and she can sense how well this will work out, even if she may need to wait a while for the real fun. The harem has now grown to three ladies.

[This is where I woke up and tried to fix the dream in mind, before dropping back to sleep. Must have worked, as you'll see below.]

I'm at an odd sort of cross between a bank and a coffee shop in Orlando with Hermione and Susan. It's on Orange Avenue in the Pine Castle area. We're here to check on something, but Susan is suddenly accosted by her aunt, who seems to resemble the crazy cat lady from the Simpsons. She is screaming about how dare Susan get herself involved in a harem, and is making her cry.

I am getting more and more angry, and am about to lay into the aunt and lay down the law as the all-powerful head of the Ancient and Noble House of Potter, but Hermione is holding me back. Good thing, too. Somehow Susan's aunt has turned into her uncle, and just wanted to make sure we're all serious. (No, that's my godfather, I want to say, but don't.)

Susan has quit crying and is doing much better, and finds she is to receive an inheritance or something while she is here. Hermione is kind of turning into BC, and I'm slowly becoming more myself than Harry Potter, though there are still hints of the magical world in the rest of the dream. Still, it is kind of heading a different direction. As Susan rejoins us, we find ourselves meeting a sort of Forest Gump kind of character.

He's kind of strange, and may not be all there, but he is also a very decent person, and in a long life, he has met a lot of people and learned a lot of really esoteric stuff. I think he may first introduce me to the book with information on the invisible car, but I'm not sure. We end up joining him for a run, because his thing is his folks raised him to run every time something in the world confused him, to give him a chance to think about it and try to figure it out. He is now well-known because he has run over 900,000 miles.

He only really interacts with people during the part of the day when he is trying to learn one new thing (which will inspire more running while he tries to figure it out), but we catch him at exactly that time, and I think we tell him something interesting about the magical world before he drives off in a beat up old red pick-up truck. Susan, meanwhile, is going to go visit some of her relatives in a small backwoods hick community deep in the heart of Belle Isle. Weird.

I suddenly find that I have been working a weird job that is kind of a combination between courier work and working for Redeemer Printing, and I was at the bank dropping off some documents that have something to do with a print order. There was something about an order for a pawn shop or something, but they were supposed to call back about the details of how much they are going to increase the percentage payments on stuff that has been pawned for people who can't make their car payments or something. Both they and the bank seem to be on my case about my bills and money owed, so obviously by this point I am fully me, and no longer Harry Potter.

So I walk out of the bank, still hoping for the phone call so that I know what to tell the print shop to print, when I find myself remembering the invisible car that I was reading about in a book (which I may or may not have gotten from the Gump character). It is supposed to be parked by the curb at the bank, and I reach out my hand, and there it is. I can feel it, even though when I look I see nothing but air.

My contact from the bank or the printshop that is badgering me for that last bit of information for the print job turns out to be Joy from Mears [I saw the woman twice recently, briefly, while looking for a job. I have no idea how she has been important enough to make it into two of my dreams recently.] I give her the information I just received on my cell phone. I then tell her about the invisible car, and she doesn't seem to believe me, and turns and starts to walk away.

I reach out my hand, and no car, nothing. But I probably just walked past the length of the car. I follow Joy who walks to the other side of the street to Hansel, and reach my hand out again. I find another invisible car, and call out to Joy. She points out that the car is plainly visible, and suddenly it is. But I could swear it wasn't a minute ago. I walk forward and look, and where I am at, there is no car. I reach out, and can feel one there. I call out again, and Joy says "Visible," and the car fades into sight in front of my eyes. It looks like someone had crashed into it, certainly a hazard if one is parked on the road, but invisible.

At this point I realize it is a conspiracy, a very wealthy sub-culture keeping hidden while in the midst of us, invisible, and almost nobody knows of them. They are obviously playing with me, any time I discover one of their invisible cars, they make it visible. At first I think it is just to make me think I was mistaken, but then I come to the conclusion they are trying to make me look like a fool, and I think Joy is in on it! Rotten, evil, invisible people!

I can recall the ending of some movie that I had seen, in a dream of course. The movie that I was watching involved a rag-tag team of lucid dreamers facing off against some sort of nightmare.
I can only recall the final part of the dream-movie. It involved this young girl, who was blonde with pigtails. She had been in conflict with her father for the entire movie because she did not follow her family's values and rather decided to focus on lucid dreaming. (So apparently, lucid dreaming wasn't allowed in the little girl's family)
The father and the little girl forgave each other for the arguments that they had throughout the "movie" and then the little girl took off with four other lucid dreamers. They started flying in a triangle formation (like birds or jet airplanes would.) They were flying over this city, though it looked like an industrial era city (like something from the 1850's or something) it had some really large skyscrapers.
The nightmare showed up. It was a giant (now I mean big, like 20 stories tall) jet black humanoid. It was sort of hunched over, with really big arms, and it's mouth looked like a shark's.
The monster would yell and this red energy beam would come out of it's mouth. (Think like Godzilla's energy breath, only red) The squadron of lucid dreamers avoided this, and began to launch their own attacks, from throwing buildings to shooting fireballs and making lightning strikes.
What I remember most clearly is that all of the lucid dreamers were combining their power to fight this thing. It was really inspiring.
This epic battle raged for awhile, and I cannot remember who actually won the fight. I think it ended with a false awakening.

I still can't get over this. Why did my non-lucid dreams suddenly get so interesting? They used to be painfully boring and repetitive. And now, this.

I float up out of bed. I feel amazingly powerful. I face the center of the galaxy, and pray through the Black Hole to Eris, goddess of Chaos. “Imbue me with the Void.” A tiny piece of a black hole goes into the center of my Being. I smile with dark delight.
My silvery spaceship, “Future’s Hope” appears above me, and I float into it. I fly to the Moon. I find MoSh on the Mountain, staring into a fire. I sit across from him. We silently practice pyromancy.

In a cafeteria I am at a long table spread with food. I'm having a hard time deciding what to put on my very small plate. After choosing three of four items, one more table of food is set out. For a moment I am worried that there won’t be enough room. I occurs tome that I can place my smaller plate on a bigger plate. It is announced to me that if I have a hard time deciding, there will be guidance available to me.

10-14-2012 -- [Dream during a nap. First parts missing, as always.] I'm riding somewhere with Cheryl, her family, and various of her friends, on my way to work, I think, though I have no idea where I am going or what kind of job. We're in their minivan, which seems much, much more like a full-size bus in the dream.

I have my eyes closed, trying to take a nap, and one of the kids keeps blowing on my face, trying to annoy me. I end up with both my hands over my face, just trying to keep from being disturbed. I do fully wake up, though, about the time I think we should have hit the freeway interchange for the 408, where there is lots of construction I remember from other dreams, because we don't seem to be getting there.

Cheryl turned off just slightly before I would expect her to, and we're making our first stop somewhere in downtown Orlando, where she swaps out a water cooler. Oddly by almost tossing it out of the van/bus, and just tossing in another one, very casually. Can't remember water coolers being so easy to either find, or so light to easily toss. Oh well.

Quick second stop for something that seems almost more like dropping people off on the old Nazarene Sunday school bus, and I'm getting kind of worried about work, but I have no idea what job. Suddenly I find myself thinking I need to get to House of Imports for my weekend shift there, since last week they finally hired me back. Wait? Was that really last week? Feels like several weeks, at least. Now I am worried I may have missed several weeks of work because I forgot they hired me back, and am afraid I may get there just to find I have been fired again. [In real life, the dream where I was rehired was probably two to three months ago, and may or may not have been one I wrote down or typed up. But I did have such a dream in the last few months.]

The next stop turns out to be at the Buena Park Mall, and I separate from everybody else to go my own way, just to find the Mall is a lot bigger than any time I visited in the past. [In real life, the mall 'enlarged' twice in my life, and I still dream of the second time, occasionally. First, when I was really young they did some enlarging and remodeling to enclose the mall, changing it's name from the Buena Park Center to the Buena Park Mall. The second time they added the lower level, a movie theater complex, and the JC Penney's 'wing' and I still dream of construction sites from that enlargement somewhat regularly.]

This time the mall has added another three floors of shops, and a huge stadium, and I find myself approaching the stadium, where they are filming something. I think it starts out with filming a wrestling show, but soon seems to change to filming a game show. It is a cross between Family Feud and Jeopardy. They are doing the final round where both people have like 15 seconds to answer five questions and they are trying to reach 200 points, but the answers have to be in the form of a question.

That bit has just ended, and a large, powerful, slightly redneck character carrying a rifle around with him (looking much like the Big Boss Man) wanders into a snack bar, where he is kind of threatening everybody with his rifle. Every single one of them pulls out a handgun and aims it at him, and suddenly they are all friends because they are all NRA members and can defend themselves ... including the guy with the rifle. They are talking trash about the Democrats, and though I mostly agree with their viewpoint, I think they are carrying it slightly too far.

Anyway, I need to get home and get ready for work, so I head over to the elevator, where there is a long line. It moves quickly, however, and I find myself getting into an elevator with interesting decor. They seem to have gone for a sort of a retro-future style (think the Jules Verne-themed Tomorrowland rehab). I find the correct button for my floor and push it. Others push for theirs, and the elevator just sits there.

One guy is pushing buttons almost at random, and one lady is walking in and out the doors muttering complaints, and finally the doors close quickly ... right on the lady. She is being trapped in between the two sets of doors, neither on nor off the elevator, and we're afraid she will be mangled, but we can't find the door open button among all the fake controls for the futuristic theming. I finally find the button by the time we've gone about three floors, but by that time, I figure we're almost to our floor, why bother. The doors open, and the woman is still standing between the sets of doors, perfectly fine.

I'd kind of figured that might have been the case. It looked like there was almost a sort of platform attached to the elevator between the doors, and I thought she might be find, especially when there had been no screaming. She is slightly shocked, but her husband is just strutting back and forth, threatening to sue everybody in sight, and not checking on how his wife actually is. I lean over and quietly ask her if she is OK, and she is all over me. She is grinding herself against me, and kissing me very passionately, and I'm kind of enjoying myself. Her husband asks what the blank is going on, and she lets me go, blushes attractively, and says I showed concern for her, and she just couldn't help herself. Attractive brunette.

I'm still trying to come to grips with that pleasant scene when the folks I came to the mall with stroll past me heading for the car, and I join them for the ride home. They've changed from Cheryl's family to Aj (Veronica)'s family, but I seem to fit right in.

Wow... It's started happening again... My bed randomly floating around and flying and whatnot... (Explained here -> http://www.dreamviews.com/blogs/sup3...ays-fun-36861/ )

So it happened again... Only this time, it was a bit worse. It kept occurring multiple times as opposed to just one, which used to be what it was like. My bed randomly floating off the ground, not being able to see it happen generally, but I could feel it as usual. It happened 2 or 3 times, then it stopped and I was awake. I woke up multiple times. Almost every time I tried to go to sleep, I would get that sinking feeling. I couldn't go to sleep for a while, Maybe about 2 hours. Keep in mind that this was at about 4:30 AM already.

There is a good side to this though. I was able to see things happen, only once however. I looked up and saw that I was floating. I didn't see my bed floating, but for some reason I could still feel it beneath me. I floated up a bit and was then launched at my wall. Then it went black for a fraction of a second and I was back in bed laying down. Eventually, I was able to get to sleep. This was terrifying, but in the dream, I knew I was dreaming... I'm now starting to think that these dreams are maybe a weird type of Lucid Dream... And if they are, then that's good because they're pretty easily accessible to me.

Thoughts | Non-Lucid | Lucid | Techniques/Aids

Bedtime 11:30PM

4 16oz Coors Light over 5hr period, 3x 595mg potassium gluconate, 200mg B6

WBTB additional B6 200mg WILD with MILD mantra "Look at the sky" and counting

WBTB time 4:00am-4:30am I didn't technically stay but a few minutes but I had a hard time being awake enough to focus. I got really uncomfortable so I moved to the recliner after 30min. It took a few more minutes to get comfortable on the recliner. I eventually forced myself to lay still.

Sky Painting
I find myself in a small room sitting in what feels like a folding chair at a small table. I am painting a picture with professional water colors. I remember I made blotches of dark blue and added blotches of black. For some reason my black was applied with my operator stamp from work. I add some crimson and other light hues. The paint was undiluted so I loaded a larger brush with water only and swiped the whole painting. It blended into an abstract but beautiful early dawn sunrise. Then the water turned into a baby blue color and everything got runny. I tried blowing on it to dry it up an the baby blue only moved and the color underneath was unchanged. I messed with this for a bit.

Then it dawns on me that I am painting the sky. I remember about the sky and that I was trying to WILD. I fall backward in my chair in to an abyss. I hold on the the small canvass for stability but it is of no use. I get a flash of other people posting thier versions of my painting on the forum. Some just added an overlay of a bright object like a building other were abstract. Then I become engulfed in darkness. I stop fighting and relax. I let whatever wants to happen happen. This was the perfect mindset for DEILD.

I lie still for DIELD. I almost immediately feel vibrations. This time I am completely calm.I even think to check myself. Heart rate and breathing feel relaxed and normal. I am pleased. Before the vibrations end I begin the familiar process of imagining my feet connecting to the floor. It takes a few tries but I finally feel grounded. I am now standing in the living room. It is really dark. Just as dark as it is in real life.I think about how I want to make black fire. I don't know how but I look at my hand and try to visualize. Nothing. I feel the dream fading so I stop and look around.

I see the mirror in the room and jump on the couch to get up close. I look at myself and can faintly see my left eye is brown and my right eye is green I am really annoyed that it is dark. I say out loud, "I need some light." My voice sounds weak and raspy. I say it louder, "Light please." Still nothing. I go float up to the ceiling fan. I still remember the chain broke yesterday so I reach up close and pull it. The light doesn't work but the fans are spinning. I say, "Fuck it." and head out the front door.

I am on my front porch and floating. I feel the wind shifting me slightly. It is really dark outside too. I can see a few trees and decide to try some advanced flying. I think about Robert Wagonners book. He says to focus on a place and your dream body will fly to it. So, I look at the top of a very tall pine tree. I zoom toward it super fast. The strange thing is I notice that even though I flew fast, the transition was jerky and not smooth like a badly encoded video file. Maybe my brains computer couldn't render that fast. HA! I see another tree even taller and I fly the same way. Super fast with the jerkiness.

Now I am grasping the very tip of the taller tree. I look around and try using expectation to create some light. I tell myself that the sun should be coming up now. I look to the east and see the sun beginning to rise like predawn twilight. I smile because it looks like my painting. I think that is good but its still too dark. I am out of ideas now. I feel the dream fading. I learned from the NLD just before, that I should just relax and let it fade away and get ready for DEILD.

I feel like I am in a black void so I rub my hands together to stabilize. I partially open one eye and can see as if I am back in my bedroom. I see my hands rubbing together and almost dismiss it as a real awakening. I think I am in bed next to my wife but on the wrong side. I almost get up but pause. I think no I will wait and see. This might still be a dream. I think I must have really moved my leg because with that thought I really woke up.

WBTB 5:00AM-7:40AM

WBTB WILD with sky mantra and counting. The same as previous dream

Black Fire Fail
It take some time to get comfortable and relaxed. About 20 min. I am doing the dive when my wife wakes up and snuggles with me. I tell her I just got back to sleep since Riley woke up. She rolls back over. I am comfortable and let my awareness become a dim thing while counting 1 sky to 10 sky and repeat until I lose track. Each round of 10 I feel myself getting more and more relaxed. I think of it as very old self hypnosis technique I was doing several years ago. It's still effective.

After 20 min I see SP vibrations. Again I visualize and imagine tactile sensations of my feet connecting to the floor. This time it was not instant. I had to feel my feet walking and stomping before I felt out of my body. Then it fades and I relax. I get a crazy high speed spinning sensation and go back into sp. I remember to relax. I try to get up again. I really struggle to get up and I start to get annoyed. This time I roll fast to the right. I am now face down on the floor with my legs stuck in the bed like my body is stretched. I feel stuck. I remember the last time I did this I felt the crazy cold thing that became a lucid nightmare. I get a crazy idea and try to make it happen again. I feel like there is something under the bed. I smile and shove my hand under. It feels blocked like there is stuff under the bed but its clear in real life. I go in to a very convincing FA. I can hear loud country music. I think its some sort of phone alarm. I feel like I am awake in my bed. I start to turn to my wife to tell her to turn it off. I am very annoyed. Then I remeber to watch for FAs. I think about and I realize there would probably not be country music playing next to me. I stop myself and before I even look at her I realize it is a dream. This time I am well into a dream and I quickly get out if bed. I feel weak and drunk. I stumble out if the room. There is way more like in the living room this time. I smile at that. I think its funny how I know the sun is up now and my subC goes with it. I still want to create fire in my hands. I concentrate. I see a breif flicker of normal fire but when I try to go into black it fades. Now, I can't see the fire but I see the room glow. I lose focus. I wake up for real. I look at my wife and smile. She is awake on her phone and looks at me like I am crazy. The clock says 8:40

I had this short lucid dream during a very brief mid-morning nap. Lucid napping is a first for me. I didn't perform at my best in-dream and I allow the dream to end much too soon. Also, I get beat up by a little kid. But hey, lucid is lucid! Always learning.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #22: Unwelcome Houseguests

I'm holding hands with my two toddler-age sons, preparing to go outside for a walk. Before we reach the front door of th house, twin boys with curly blonde hair open the door and scurry inside. They look to be about eight years old and are complete strangers to me. This feels strange, and soon I'm lucid.

I decide that I don't want these weird kids running around in my house so I start ushering them out the door. They seem to cheerfully accept getting kicked out so my thoughts turn to lucid goals. I remember that I wanted to do the Task of the Month and replace my head with a pumpkin. But what was the other one? Ah yes, get a vampire, werewolf, or zombie to bite me. Now I remember.

Just as I'm thinking this (and probably because I'm thinking this), the twin on my left suddenly lunges at me and bites me hard on the left pec, right by my armpit. He snarls like a dog, whipping his head back and forth. I'm taken completely by surprise, both by the suddenness of the attack and by how much it actually hurts. I try to shout some kind of command at him but all that comes out is this pathetic yowl.

I blank out for a fraction of a second and my perspective switches to the top of the stairs, looking down at the scene of the attack. I have no dream body and everyone (me, my kids, the twins) is now gone from the scene. My view is turned on its side, as if I were lying down. I try to move, try to RC, but with no body there's not much that I can do.

I imagine that I'm lying here because I passed out and I'm just waking up. This seems to work! I have hands and a body again and I slowly get to me feet. Just then, I hear the sound of my alarm clock and voluntarily wake up. But when I wake up, it's only been 15 minutes since I laid down! The alarm wasn't anywhere close to going off and I fooled myself into waking up for no reason.

So yeah....I took a half a pil wtf.


We're riding on the back of a truck and doing exercises on this beam structure. Every time someone does something more over the top, I'm thinking they're going to fall and die. It's getting a little too extreme, so I move up to the bed of the truck. My brother is driving, and the wind is blowing through my hair. The mountain side looks pretty lush, and I see wolves running around on them. I took a quick picture on my phone, and everything freaking changed.

The scenery got bleak, and the wolves started running at the truck, the girl I was with turned into a goblin, snakes and rats were trying to get in. I moved up inside the truck (it was more like a SUV now) snapped a rats neck and put it in the window crack and rolled it up to secure it. I figured an extra target would help distract them. I finished the dream wrestling some snake.

This was my shortest dream of the night but the most significant.

I find myself in a pine forest, an unknown setting for me. People are around but they seem to be keeping their distance as though they're waiting on something or afraid of me and the people closest to me. It turns out they have good reason as mystical powers are being worked with.

The teenage girl closest to me is dressed like Shiro from Deadman Wonderland.

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She is standing near a wall about three feet high that may be made from old railroad ties. Her arms are in front of her with her palms down as though to summon something. Beneath her hands are two white bars, each about six inches long, two inches wide and just over an inch high, stacked one on top of the other. My perspective is from slightly below her and in front of the low wall. Looking up at her I can see light bathing her from below as though the bars are radiating light...but more than that...waves of energy seem to be all around, as though power is being unleashed.

The girl is not as experienced as I am but I can see she definitely has power and potential. As her hands hover over the bars waves of new energy are released, enough to affect the very air like a strong wind. I'm eager to see if she will fully release the power from the bars.

The truly significant thing was the source of power in the bars was dream-power, something I knew to be known as Regional Dream Stabilization. The stronger the power of a dreamer the larger an area they could stabilize and control. The effect was radiant so worked in all directions from the source. I was really eager to see how the effect of her powers unfolded, and I wasn't alone. The others in the forest grove were also on edge waiting for something to happen.

And then I woke.

I've been really lazy lately on writing down my dream journals as soon as I wake up, therefor, the past few days have had very little recall.. I need to get over that habit! xD

Anywhom, here's a small dream fragment for you guys:
I was in a building with a lot of people.. There was a girl on her computer playing a game that looked really familiar to me.. Upon approaching her, I saw that the game was Guild Wars, a game that I use to play religiously. I began to make conversation with her, asking her how long she's played and stuff.. She then gave me a pretty weird response: "what's Guild Wars?" After explaining it was the game she was playing and showing her how to play, the dream kinda crashed.. It seems like more of my dreams are having contradictions in them.. Something will be happening in a dream and the DCs tell me something completely opposite, which then makes the dream become even less aware..

Haven't been sleeping well this past week. No real dreams to remember, just random stuff as I was falling asleep.

Twisty Road
I see an image of a twisty country road, and feel it pulling me into the scene, but as the road looks dangerous, I don't allow myself to be pulled in. Then I think better of it, thinking it will speed up the formation of the dream. I focus on the road again, thinking I've lost that "pull" on me it had, but it sucks me right in.

I rocket down the road, but around the first turn, the scenery is missing and black. I keep going and there's more black scenery the farther I go. Eventually there is so much black I lose all sense of movement, and don't have enough dream stuff to try and stabilize.

Dream Body Try
I'm trying to sleep, and am aware of a vague sense of movement in my hands. I can move them like an inch beyond their actual physical position. So I try to move my phantom limbs further. I slowly move my hands towards each other, and it takes like 10 minutes of forcing before my hands touch. But I finally connect one closed fist into one open hand.

I was hoping to be able to shake lose my dream body, but I can still only move my phantom limbs an inch in any direction. I keep trying to shake lose more freedom of movement, but it's just now working for me.

I am a very lucid dreamer. My entire life I've had amazing, incredible, vivid and often times book worthy dreams. I've actually got up out of bed a couple times in the past and jotted them down as quickly as possible before they faded. My dream this morning led me to this site. Not one of my amazing dreams by any means, just wanted to know what it could've possibly meant, as I've never had a dream about eating money before. So, I'm outside waiting to go boating with my fiance' Randy. For some reason, I am hungry and begin eating a sandwich. I take a bite and look to see my sandwich is made of dollar bills. I don't think anything of it, other than it needs more mustard. On the last bite, I open the bread and see there is a folded 10 spot there. I slide it out of the bread and stick it in my bra (something I would actually do) and finish the sandwich. Weird. Seems like it's just a dream about me worrying about money or wasting money. My ex-best friend keeps popping up in my dreams lately also. She's been in the last 3 or 4. Sometimes she's mean. Sometimes she's just there to fill up space.

I just don't remember anything. I didn't go for a WBTB, and I don't think that was the deciding factor at all. I just slept late for some weird reason to watch "New Prince of Tennis."

Ugh, Anime......can be so addicting, especially when you know the majority of the characters' in a series, it's like something you can't escape from, it's just too enticing seeing how they can progress, even if they're just fictional.

Bleh..........today is going to be a crappy day......