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This morning I could only recall like (one image) flash of my dream and that was me sitting on a bench looking down and there was this green bug on me. I wrote this down and then pretty much forgot it. Well later that same day I had a sudden urge to go to the park and read. I found a spot on a bench and began reading the book The Dreaming Universe. I had a feeling looking at the green and browns of the leaves below me that they somewhat familiar ..well anyways I opened the book, and it was at the part about synchronicity and how the future influences the present. The author gave a personal anecdote and then talked about how it is synchronicity that reflects aspects of the dream in waking life . Well I decided to stop at that moment and travel home, and right then I looked down and saw a green bug on my leg and had an instant flashback to my dream. It was identical to the picture of my dream I was able to recall and wrote down this morning but had forgotten about.

I have been very stressed out with work situations. I have sort of lost focus on LDing and my journal. I have had about 12 LDs I did not journal in this time. Many were other world lectures and there fore had no plot and little I could record here. I actually was allowed to teach as an assistant in one, so it was sort of special. I had some basic short ones, but not interesting enough to go back and detail them individually. Stuff like my cat getting sprayed by a skunk, me lifting a pick up truck full of gravel and spinning the truck so it became full of Maragreta drinks instead, and so on. I plan on taking part in the competition thread, so I need to get back into the swing of things. I will start actively recording the LDs starting with any that happen tonight, but I think I will drop any kind of numbering system.

I was listening to a homemade audio induction with ambient background I made in ableton. It energized me listening to it. It became 530am still hadnt fallen asleep. Turned it off and fell asleep an hour later. Dreamed I was on a dock with a friend. He had some baggies with gold flakes (illicit substance). I told him no thanks I was good. Fell off into water and turned lucid. I started soaring through water but then almost immediately my alarm clock went off and I had to pull myself out of the dream.

I drifted off but remained aware and heard this drumming pulling me in. I think it started as me drumming with some friends but then it was just a drum in front of me, and the drum started singing a higher pitch tone song. It reminded me of a shaman who was playing a drum and transforming in a dream I had a few weeks ago. This drumming was pulling me in and I was aware, I felt intense energy rushing through me and particularly building up at the sacral chakra. I managed to float up some but didnt keep the LD stable enough. I was flying a bit but it was fuzzy and I came out of it shortly after.

(This is an older dream I never posted.)

I was behind a hill with my aunt and some other guy I didn't know. We where driving in a big red truck and stopped just behind the hill. I was walking around and came over the hill and noticed a large tornado. I tried to show them both where it was but it went behind a hill before they could see it. Later we went into a town and they where talking about how I was good with tornadoes. In the town a siren was going off, and it was raining and we rushed into the truck. I said how I wish I had a dominator with us so we could get inside the tornado.

Pretty cool dream. Sorry for the awful picture.

Normal Dream
Lucid Dream

Night 33

I. I was in the school parking lot waiting at my brothers truck for him to come out so we can go home, as I was waiting when some people I knew came up to talk to me. I remember one of them telling the other how I won like $2,000 on a $20 bet. I then got into the truck and started driving around the parking lot while I waited for my brother. As I was driving, something woke me up, and I tried doing a DEILD. It worked and I was back in the dream driving around, I became lucid as well and did a RC to make sure, it worked. I remember I started driving really fast, and I hit another car head on and pushed him to the side, and I continued to speed to the end of the lot. I spun out at the end and the truck was going to go into the ditch but I made it stop in mid air, I wanted to make it go back onto the lot, but I couldn't do it. Instead I was like floating as the truck fell into the ditch, my body went through the truck. I fell to the ground and started to walk back to where all the people were at. The environment around me changed and I was on a road going through a forest that leads back to the parking lot. I was yelling out to stabilize the dream and increase the vividness, I was looking up at the sky, it was blue with some feather clouds. There were a lot of cars driving on the road, and I decided I will try to stop one and use it to get back faster, but they were all going like 80mph and I could not stop any. Then the dream changed again and the road turned into train tracks, I started running to get back fast. The dream ended here.

II. I was at my friends house, it was a dark room and they were playing Super Smash Bros when their mothers came in and asked us if we had seen any cats, they were missing, we said no and they left the room. I looked around and found one of the cats sleeping in the corner behind a chair. The cat woke up and I was petting him, I remember the car started being playful by scratching my hands and biting it, and my hands were like ice cold for some reason so it hurt really really bad. The moms came in again and I told them I found one of the cats, and then the dream ended.

Dream of: 11 April 2012 "Light-Held Swords"



Late at night in a dark parking lot, I was sitting alone on the passenger side of the front seat of a car when a brown-haired fellow (probably in his late 20s) dressed in brown stepped up to the open window on the driver's side. I had met the fellow earlier and I knew that his name was Steve, although I really didn't know him. As he began talking with me, he reached inside the car and took a red pack of Marlboro cigarettes off the front dash, pulled out a cigarette and lit it. When I asked him to give me one, he said that he had taken the last one. I then reached into the upper-left inside pocket of the jacket which I was wearing and I discovered a couple cigarettes.
When he continued talking and mentioned something about our going out and doing something, I began thinking that he might be gay and that he might be coming on to me. I quickly let him know that I wasn't gay and that I wasn't interested. He answered that he wasn't talking about him and me getting together, but that he meant we could find a couple girls, and he averred that he knew a couple attractive girls with whom we could have sex. That two girls would simply have sex with us sounded a little strange to me. When he clarified that we would first have to buy them a little heroin, his proposition made more sense. He figured we would have to buy $50 worth of heroin for each girl (who I imagined would be in their early 20s). I thought I would want to see the girls first - I certainly didn't want some skank. He said the girls were attractive, which I thought was definitely possible. I thought that as soon as we would meet the girls, I would want to establish that if we gave them the heroin, they would have sex with us.
As I thought about his proposition, I began to vividly imagine the scene where we would meet the women, although I never had a vision of the women themselves. I could see two little metal cans (perhaps five centimeters tall) which contained the heroin. The place which I envisioned was a bare grimy room with a few pieces of furniture. I envisioned the women as being artistic and I thought that while we were in the room, they could paint a painting of the sordid little room. I could clearly see the painting of the room taking shape, and I thought I might even add a few piles of brown dog feces to the painting to emphasize the decadence of the scene.
Suddenly, however, as I looked at the painting, it was as if a bright light went off in my mind, and I thought of adding something else to the painting: I would add several rays of bright light streaming into the room from different points and at the end of each ray would be a little hand clutching a sword sticking straight up. Simultaneously, as I envisioned the light-held swords, I thought how my thoughts of the rays of light seemed to somehow originate or be connected with imagery from some dreams which I had lately been reading online by a woman who went by the name of "the Messenger". The imagery of light seemed to derive from her dreams and the addition to the painting of beams of light holding swords seemed fitting.
The preceding dream is an actual dream included in my dream journal, and does not describe actual facts*
Copyright 2012 by [email protected]

Again, I have to add this to my "crazy dream" collection.I'm starting to wonder if my nasty headaches have something to do with opening up a barrier in my spiritual receptivity. I know that's out there, but I've noticed I'm more inclined to pick up on such when I have a migraine. Maybe I have a migraine because I'm receiving that information....Whatever.....

Anyway, I had a dream last night that I was sitting in a restaurant in Asia somewhere, I think Japan or one of the Koreas. I was wearing a white formal suit with the tie/bow. I was seated at a table next to a four/five foot wall, and was only several seats away from the entrance and the big front windows (which were to my left). To my right was a long walkway and it went back into the kitchen's behind large metal swinging doors.

I was there with a colleague/friend who was Chinese and apparently worked for Chinese intelligence. We were talking about something important; about our mission, and how "they wouldn't see it coming".

One of the cooks came out to us and was talking to us. He was an older man. He asked me if my soup was okay and I told him that I thought it smelled funny. He freaked out and offered to taste it for me to see what was wrong. He took it with him back to the kitchens where he tasted it and almost immediately began gagging and reacting badly to the poison that he had ingested. I looked at my counterpart wearily, before we got up and left, with nervous smiles on our faces.

The dream faded out there and then back in.

We were in a near empty office in a tall building in a large city. To my right was a window that looked out into the rest of the exterior office cubicals. It was dark, and there was a screen on that had green on it and what looked like codes for something. In the office, I was hacking into a locked computer (you know how you put a password on the computer user? It was like that, only military/government grade encryption). My Chinese colleague burst in saying that we were running out of time and I was getting anxious that the files wouldn't download to my external hard-drive fast enough.

The numbers 666 7109 came up, and I jumped in excitement saying that these were the codes we needed.

Somewhere in there, someone mentioned a plot of something (assassination?) against Hu Jintao and at some point I was also viewing a lot of this from the 1st person perspective of the Russian Prime Minister and president elect Vladimir Putin, as if he had something to do with all of this.


And then I woke up. Those numbers are going to bug me. Big time. All I know is that those codes were really important for some reason and that whatever was going on was a time bomb waiting to go off.

I also marked this as both lucid and non-lucid. I was lucid and had some control over my actions, but at the same time the plot and conflict seemed predetermined by something else.

Dream Type: Non-Lucid.
Dream Mood: Mysterious.
Dream Setting: A back alley and a warehouse.
Dream Characters: My friends, my Dad and a couple other strangers.

I was with my friends... and my dad for some reason. We were walking from somewhere to a back alley where we tried to talk, though my friends were reluctant to do so probably due to the fact that my dad was there with us, though he seemed pretty content with the silence for some reason. Soon enough though, he would have disappeared out of nowhere and we began talking again. Strangely, we noticed two guys who were running up walls and flipping around as if practicing for whatever they were doing. We discussed about the free-runners, and I was suddenly in a warehouse, dressed in some sort of fancy armor meant for flexibility, though one thing was awry... I was a woman. Still, I had suddenly become a master of parkour and free-running, actually. I ran around, up walls and on rails and whatnot, until I met another person, a man in similar armor who was also good at free-running and parkour. He poked my face, for some reason, and I just stood there. That's about all I can remember though.

Dream One (fragment): I woke from this dream after only being in bed about an hour and a half, so I'm surprised I remembered anything at all. I'm standing outside the headquarters from this Hakuoki game I've been reading. I'm looking at myself in third person though. K is there, and he's got the white hair and red eyes of the fury creatures that the game characters become (they're like vampires, kind of) and he's wearing the shinsengumi blues. He's bending slightly, with one hand on the hilt of his sword and the other under my chin, kissing me softly.

Dream Two: I'm sitting at the computer playing the Sims 3. I'm trying to build a lot, but it keeps going wrong. For some reason there's a big crater in the middle of the lot, and I can't get it back to level. The grid is also screwing up, and placing random grid squares in mid air at different heights. I know in the dream I'm supposed to go somewhere, but I want to finish this sim house first. My little boy is saying, "Mommy! Lets go!" but the computer is driving me NUTS and I don't want to go until I've defeated it. Suddenly the doorbell rings, and I realize I'm in the house we used to live in years and years ago. I look out the window and see that the person at the front door is my husbands ex-fiance, the girl he was engaged to before we met. (She and I talk on Facebook because we have a lot in common, so it's only a little weird that we'd be hanging out) I grab my phone, realizing my husbands not here yet and he was supposed to be here before she arrived so we could go. I call him, and he says he's leaving now and on his way. I ask him if he remembered to grab out Daughter's Hello Kitty something or another (She has so much Kitty crap, I couldn't even begin to imagine what it was) Then I woke up.

Dream Three: The dream starts off with me being in a house that I somehow know as my own but I've never seen before in my life. My friend is there, and she's telling me that since my husband and I have split, and I have all this empty space, she has a friend who needs a place to stay. I think that if it's a friend of hers, then they're probably easy to get along with and I could use help with my rent, so I agree to take them in as a room mate. When my new room mate arrives, it's actually a guy who's a friend of both my husbands and this friends. At first I think this is going to be really awkward because he's very christian and I'm uh, NOT, lol. But it seems to be working out ok as religion doesn't come up. Then I get this wild notion to go somewhere, and dress up in a mini skirt and tank top and start to head out the door. The room mate then grabbed my arm really tightly and asks me where I'm going. I'm kind of shocked that he's touching me when we barely know each other, and really pissed that he's acting like he has some sort of right to know where I'm going or what I'm doing. I Glare at him and tell him I'm going out and he needs to let go of me. He tells me he's not going to let me leave, I need to stay there with him. I tell him to let go of me again and that I'm an adult and I can go wherever I want and do whatever I want, and if he's going to act like a parent he can get the fuck out. He refuses to let go of me, saying that he couldn't let me go out tramping about. I get really pissed and pull my arm as I kick out at him hoping to throw him off guard. But, he's a lot bigger than me and instead I get thrown off balance and he smacks me in the face. I'm REALLY pissed then, so I do some sort of awesome karate like roundhouse kick to his head and knock him back on to floor. He grabs my foot and trips me. I struggle free and grab the telephone, and call 911. I tell them I don't want to have to cause trouble but I have this crazy room mate that won't let me leave the house and things are getting violent. I briefly wonder if because I kicked him first, I will be the one charged, but at this point I'm actually scared this guys going to crush me and don't care. He starts crying telling me I shouldn't have called the cops, and I'm crying myself because I'm scared and I feel a bit guilty, if I'd never let the guy stay here this never would have happened! I make it outside crying, and my husband shows up, and gives me a hug and asks whats wrong. I tell him what happened, and the cops are showing up arresting his friend and I'm begging my husband to come back, telling him I can't take care of myself without him, all I do is get in trouble by myself (legit fear here, lol. One that rarely works its way into my dreams, but one I actually have in waking life) My husband agrees to come back, but he wants to leave the kids with my mom and grandma until we work things out. I agree, and we go inside the house. Inside, there are suddenly three people (two men, one woman) lounging in the living room. One of the guys, a thin and grungy looking guy nods his head in acknowledgement that we're there and then says to my husband, "Dude, I hear your wife's a bitch!" then starts laughing. I'm pretty sure these are friends of my husbands, who probably know the guy who just went to jail, and I don't want to face them knowing they must hate me, so I run back to the bedroom and lock myself in. I can hear the conversation through the door though, and the guy asking my husband why he puts up with me. I get mad again, and storm back into the living room. I tell them they can hate me all they want, but they're in my house and they won't talk about me like that there! They start snickering, and they tell me they're just giving me a hard time. Then they ask what really happened. I tell them, and then they're still laughing and saying, "Yeah, that sounds like something he'd do! That dude's crazy. Good for you, your not so bad!" I feel like things have been smoothed over now, but I'm so tired, I just want to go to bed. My husband and I start to go back to the bedroom again, but then out the bedroom window I see an old building in the back yard with a hole in the stone walls and desks inside. I go outside to investigate. As I look inside I see the desks look old and abandoned. I turn to my husband who followed me out and say, "Doesn't this look like something out of that anime Another?" My husband agrees. Then there's some noise from inside, and I almost scream before I realize it's my husbands friend doing the worm on the floor in the abandoned classroom. I think that's silly, and then wake up!

Meditation Day 2: April 11, 2012

I hunted for my other CD that is also hemi-sync but not "Between Worlds". I could not find it! Poo! So, I decided to try and block out any unintentional or unwanted distractions. This round I noticed a few things - I seemed to nearly fall asleep a few times, and I was startled awake during the session. I hadn't gone completely under, but was on the edge, like you feel right before you sink into unconsiousness.

I kept my focus on the blackness behind my eyes. I use it like a screen or chalkboard when I want to visualize something, but in the beginning meditations, I use it as a focal point. When thoughts came, and they did come, I would blow them away or acknowledge them and realign my focus.

I felt very relaxed today - maybe because I didn't get enough sleep the night before or because I was going deeper into meditation. I don't know yet. My body got very heavy. I know at various points my fingers, the middle and thumb, felt like they were no longer touching and had actually moved into different positions. When I pressed them together, they had not moved and were still touching one another as the back of my hands rested upon my thighs.

No particular images arrived to distract me....until the Didgeridoo sounds began. I swear to God this thing must be some sort of vibrator because it's tones send a vibration straight down my throat to my groin area.

I just acknowledged these sensations but realigned to the blackness behind my eyes. However, the Didgeridoo vibrations increased and so did the sensations in my core. And like a little girl on Christmas morning, I ran straight to the present under the tree! I found myself reflexively breathing very deeply - deep enough so it inflated my whole midsection. And I became aware that as the Didgeridoo played and held its note, I held my breath. As I held my breath, the vibration seemed to have a better path/connection to my sexual center (chakra above the base). This vibration just grew and then the sexual images arrived - And it was all over until the Didgeridoo stopped playing and another instrument took over. Ahem. Naughty self...

I'm a bit disappointed, but I knew it was like playing with fire. I knew my mind would be just itching to repeat that sensation. So, it's my own fault. Not a bad punishment - I'll take it. But it's not my goal to climax every time I meditate.

After my fun time ended and the music shifted, I found myself lost in darkness again with random thoughts coming and going - mostly berating myself. "Told ya you should have gotten the other CD" "Why didn't you just meditate without any music?" "You wanted this to happen, so why are you surprised?" "Better find that other CD." On and on the comments came like some scolding friend or parent, chiding me for my misguided choice of CD. I heard them and refocused each time saying, yeah, yeah, you're right, you're right. I know you're right.

*Black screen.*

The rest of the meditation was good. Got very sleepy. Felt a little disconnected from my body at times. I get the jumpy sensation or that falling sensation when I lose myself. But it was a good start...

*Note to self: FIND THE OTHER CD STAT!

So, there was a few dreams, but I remember this one the most.

My brother and I had already been jogging throughout my dream for some reason. We'd jog here, jog there, awkward right? So we had a weekend to kill and somehow got it in our heads to jog to Yosemite (a three hour car drive) and back home. I -being the smart one- grabbed a backpack full of some supplies in case anything happened. We start jogging. We don't make it all the way because I think it took us a while to realize that it wouldn't be three hours jogging cuz we're not jogging at 60+ mph XD

We somehow managed to get to this store we always pass along the way but I've never been inside. It's this old, Native American type deal; privately owned, looks like a house converted into a store. We go inside and you know, I expect to see a bunch of Native American things, right? No. Wood and rope to make sleds, and magnets. Oh, and there was a room full of ice sculptures in the back. Not exactly what I expected.

I then woke up due to sunlight shining through my window.. gotta fix that.

Me and Chris P. traveled to some alternate place where they forced us to work. Chris was given a better job than I but then he messed up and.He got demoted. I took his job. There was a girl I tried to get to walk with me in *closed area but she wouldnt go cause it was closed. Eventually these strange group of people came to the alternate universe and we tried to escape. Also there was a scene with skunks

Dream # 1:

I am in a helicopter with several students, one of my professors, and Juan, a nature guide I had met while in Belize (IRL). I am not sure of what country we are in, but I know we are in Central America. We are flying over a river in a valley, and there are many large rock formations jutting out of the river like tall islands. We fly quickly, and I can feel the wind on my face as it flows in through an open window. We fly over the rock formations and I hold onto the seat in front of me. It is exhilerating, and the valley below is so beautiful.

We land and have the opportunity to look around. The leaves on the trees are a dark green, and the folliage is very thick. We walk on one of the rock islands, and the sun shines brightly in a cloudless sky. Now, we have to leave, and return to the helicopter. We fly over a water park that combines a natural river and waterfalls with water slides and pools. I watch as children go down the slides and people jump into the pools. I remember being here before, but at a time when no one was there. I am surprised at how many people are here now.

We land, and are going to go to our final destination on land. However, I need to use the restroom. So I walk into a restaurant at the edge of the park and go into the restroom. I have a strange feeling in my left breast, so I lift my shirt and look. A snake is slowing coming out, like a parasite. It doesn't hurt, but I am afraid that the snake ispoisonous. As it got longer, it starts to bite me, and now it does hurt.

I hurry out of the restroom, but I am intercepted by a coworker. She is waiting tables a the restaurant. I do not question why she is a waitress in Central America, but I am annoyed with her because she called off from work over the weekend and now I find her working another job. She starts talking to me, but I don't have time, and I run out the door.

Everyone is gone, but I know that they took the train. So I walk along the train tracks, and they lead into the forest. Eventually, they lead to a hotel, and I find the train outside of it. I enter the building, and everyone is inside at a table, waiting for dinner. I see Juan at the end of the table, and I tell him that I need to see him in private immediately. At this point, I wake up. I look at the clock, and it is only 8:00 AM, so I close my eyes and will myself to return to the dream.

I return, but I have gone back in time and have not asked Juan to come with me yet. This time, I ask both Juan and my professor to come to the restroom with me. As we walk to restroom, I have difficulty staying in the dream. I keep fading in and out of sleep. We get to the restroom, and I show them the snake. I then wake up again, and give up on trying to continue the dream.

Dream # 2:

I am driving somewhere in my car, a red Pontiac G5. I am supposed to be on streets that I know, but they look nothing like they do in real life. I want to get downtown. I pull up next to some parked cars, and they are all red convertables. The drivers are all playing some sort of video game, although there are no screens. They all have Atari controllers in their hands.

I climb into the backseat of one of the convertibles and pick up a controller. I am transported into the game. It is a driving game, and I am in a red convertible. I begin to drive. The road is long and winding, and to the left is a large lake or perhaps the ocean. The road is lined with trees, and I notice how all of the leaves have finally come out for summer. I drive faster and faster, and I am almost to the end and will win soon. Then, I come to a one-lane bridge and someone is coming from the other direction. I hit the brakes and the car goes sideways. I come to a stop in the middle of the bridge. I did not hit anything, but I lost the game because I stopped.

I leave the game and am returned to the car. The driver of the convertible has also left his game and is looking at me. I throw down my controller and say, "F--- this!" and he laughs. I get out of the car and back into mine. I start to drive away and I wake up.

dream 1 - my mom brought our new sister (not in IRL). She was half blooded from Caucasian, wtf?! her hair was blond and her eyes were green. She had similar features from my mom. I tried to hug her. She went to my school building, and she spoke in broken English. I told my mom not to teach her wrong English (I was kinda frustrated)...

dream 2 - I was at the school...the atmosphere was gloomy. There were my friends from hometown and some from american high school. suddenly bunch of my friends and I were at some kind of castle-like balcony or the top of a tower. My brother said 'look!' pointing to the background. There was beautiful sunny golden cloud covering the Washington bridge of Manhattan. Everything was shiny. There were people on the bridge waving their hands to the sky. We started to shout and waved hands, but suddenly the tower started to tremble - the balcony shifted and it felt like it was gonna crash down to the ground. I thought 'uh-oh' and the balcony started to fall!!! my brother said 'this is not happening!!' and this was really vivid. I felt adrenaline going inside my stomach when it was falling. the feeling of balcony falling per se was sooooo vivid. and then it crashed down - it was so painful. Blacked out. Then I woke up again on the balcony. I thanked god that I was still alive. Some of my friends were awake too. We tried to lift the rocks that crashed on to us by counting 3. We did.

The scene changed and I walking to school again with my 2 friends. I had some business at my house with my family so I thought I was gonna take only first period in the school. I handed the note to the staff at the main entrance, and I waited for my mom. There she came and we went to home.
The next day, I only took the first period and went home.
And the next day, again, I took first period and I was waiting for my mom at the entrance to pick me up. Suddenly my old friend in New Jersey came to pick me up. It was very strange that she had 13 toes.....wtf?

I don't know when I dreamed this but I was in the hall way and asked a boy out lol. I said "hey you wanna go out with me?" and he hesitated. "umm...I don't know. I don't think I want to." and I was like ugh...I asked him too early and he's gonna talk about me to his friends, I felt embarrassed :/

Scene jump. I was doing computer and there was no Park voted on the top 5 list for pre-presidential election.

Dream 3- I was in the living room watching DVD cases I burrowed from library. The cover contained sexuality and I was like wtf -.-


Shared Dream attempt
Dream 4 - I did WILD and went out to the veranda. The sky was dark. I could feel the grass under my bare feet. I flew a little. I shouted "clarity!" and the dream scene got more vivid. The sky turned into blue. I shouted "to Desert Claw!" and the dream scene slowly changed, felt a little weird. I was in a room with bunch of middle school kids. There was one kid I remember - his hair was black and long. I wanted to find Desert Claw but it seemed he wasn't there. anyway, I said
"Hey guys!!! you guys are dreaming! Do RC!!"
and the kids jumped on their feet, getting excited.
"Hey are you from Dreamviews? Are you a Dreamviews member?" I said, and this one kid said yes.
There was a laptop in the corner of the room, and the kid tried to go to Dreamviews. But he typed 'dreapview' in the address bar.
"No, it's Dreamviews." I said.
"What? dreambiews?"
"Jeez, I said D-R-E-A-M-V-I-E-W-S." I tried to type it up myself but I gave up.
"You guys don't even know about dreamviews....you guys are just DCs!"
and I shouted "to Nightspy!" then the scene changed.
I was in the hall way of a house. The floor was covered with soft greyish white carpet. There were 2 room doors closely together down the stairs. I went down and opened the right one. The walls were white. There was a bed on the right side and someone was sleeping. I immediately recognized him as Nightspy. I shook him to wake him up.
"Hey!! wake up you're dreaming!!! let's have shared dream! "
But he just moaned as if it was really troublesome. He wouldn't wake up. I saw his blue t-shirt. Couldnt see his face though...
"You wanna sleep 'in dream'? Oh come on....." I said, looking in the mirror. I was wearing a white cap and a red sweater-jacket.
I found a sketchbook on a cabinet near the bed. The drawings were mine.

Woke up.