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Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
Is there some sort of connection between summer and really insane dreams? Being chased and escaping long-haired bears simply by running away, hunting as a bird, and shopping for pokemon cards hanging on a tall sheet of ice, all in one dream. A long one, too!

I was in my subconscious' rendition of the arctic. This place wasn't as flat and barren as you see in photos; instead, it was relatively bumpy with hills and miniature cliffs all over the place. Strangely, there was a very high ceiling surrounding everything too, just floating in the sky - there were no walls; you could see arctic scenery for miles if you looked, but the ceiling still made everything relatively dim because it blocked out the sun. And you couldn't tell where the ceiling started and ended.

There were a few thicker logs strewn around, all of them acting as ramps to get to higher vantage points. One of them had branches that were much more twisted and stronger than they should've been, almost as thick as the log itself. The whole place felt deliberately set up and it almost reminded me of a museum diorama, but to my dream self, it still looked very real.

Within this setting, I was standing around and talking to my sister and one of my friends. I can't remember the subject matter, but I had essentially stolen something from my friend, and they didn't know I was the person who stole it. I was trying to keep them from discovering that. This conversation lasted a few minutes. We were in a sort of alcove, surrounded by walls of ice about 7 feet tall. There were a few large logs that were angled against the walls, which provided escape routes if we wanted to leave the alcove. I broke away from the group and started to walk toward one of the logs, hoping to climb it out of the alcove. However, as I reached the base of the log, I came face-to-face with a large brown bear. The bear was big, probably eight or nine feet tall if it stood on all fours and it had especially long fur, twice the length of a normal bear's fur. It bared its teeth at me and opened its mouth, roaring in my face. I turned and booked it towards the other log, running up it and stopping when I got to the top. I looked back down and saw the brown bear coming up the log quickly, a speed that would only be possible if it were just skimming over the surface and not actually making contact with the wood.

Forgetting about the two people who were still in the alcove, I turned and ran away from the bear, hoping I'd lose it. Somehow, I outran it. Still running, I took a right turn, veering behind a big ice shelf. As I turned the corner of this shelf, I slowed down to a walk. The bizarre "ceiling" that I described earlier disappeared, and it was now lighter outside; it was definitely daytime because the sky was blue and I could see the sun. The snow was pretty close to a pure white, maybe with a tint of blue.

As I walked, I thought, 'I have to start a new life here, because I can't go back'. I started looking for something to eat.

Eventually, I came across a small group of evergreen trees. There were a few brown sticks and twigs growing out of the ground around them, too. Some of them combined to form other, tinier trees. Between two of these trees, I saw a small ferret, mostly white with tiny black eyes and grey ears. It was probably twelve inches long, and not quite as pudgy as a regular ferret. It was sniffing along the ground, moving as if in slow motion, but twitching and acting like a regular ferret all the same. I knew I would need to eat it.

Somewhere during this, I assumed the form of a bird. I leaped at the ferret in slow motion, and I saw one of my feet reaching out in front of me, in an attempt to grab it. The foot was dark grey, and it had four toes with black talons. I ended up passing right over top of the ferret, missing it, and landing on the ice in front of it. I spun around to see where the ferret was, but it wasn't there anymore, even though it should have been. Instead, I heard it "chirp" behind me.

The dream skipped a bit, and then I was a person again. I was at the base of a snowy hill, digging a small hole in the snow with my right hand, using my fingernails to scrape the slushy ice out. The final hole looked extremely neat and slick, not at all like I'd dug it up using my hand; it was more like someone had taken a cylinder, shoved into the snow, and pulled out a snow sample. Then I snuck to the top of the hill, crouching down a bit, and hung around there for a while. I'm not sure what happened directly after this, but after what I "knew" was some chunk of time, I returned to the hole and found a small, square-shaped steak right outside of the hole. I had "caught" the ferret.

I ate it, but I can't remember how or what it tasted like.

After eating, I started to walk back to where I'd ran from the brown bear, past the ice shelf. Now, however, I "knew" that there were Pokemon cards on the shelf. There were seven or eight small metal nails pinned evenly in two rows; hanging from them were cards in realistic plastic sleeves (not the reflective kind, just clear). A few of the cards were big, around the size of the cover of a small novel. I spotted these ones immediately and knew they were fake.

The dream ended.

Non-Dream/Lucid/Non-Lucid

DREAM 1: I was in high school...
At first I though it's a nice high school. One of the professors was really nice...he was showing us the places and stuff. He entered with us in a cave where he told us: "You have only 3 lives! If you discover the treasure until the next day which is hidden in this cave, you will live on. If you lose all your lives you will DIE!".
I though it was a joke...until I met my mom and one of my buds and they told me I have chosen a satanic profiled high schooland that the part with dying was freaking serious!! They were telling me that the next lesson is about satanic rituals and stuff...
I was scared....I didn't even knew what to do. My mom wasn't helping me at all, neither my buds.
I tried to go to the professor and talk to him about it. He just got nervous. Didn't helped at all either.
DREAM 2: I woke up at my home and my bud was staying in my sis' bed. I though it is reality and told my bud that weird dream with the satanic high school. After telling him all about the dream, I turned on the Wii so we can play something. I was laying in the bad so I had a bad angle from the sensor and I was keep activating a lot of weird channels. I couldn't find Mario Kart and my bud left.
DREAM 3: I dreamed that a hot girl entered my room and she was letting me touch her boobs.
It was just....AWESOME!!
DREAM 4: My sis put me to bed and was asking me if I'm a homosexual, because I didn't got a boner while touching that girl's boobs. I explained her that I got a boner, but she got naked and was dancing around me to see if I get a boner.

[This is a catch-up post. These dreams are from the night of June 9-10, 2011.]

Awake, Non-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

I'm walking around the downtown area of a city. Every block is covered with tall buildings. Most of one block is covered with a three-or-four-story building with signs that identify it as “Jews' World.” It's their community center and place of worship; it is built around a narrow, rectangular courtyard/entryway with doors to various rooms leading off of it. I look at it and think, Wow, that's pretty cool, having a community center like that.

Directly across the street from this center is a similar, five-or-six-story community center and place of worship for the LDS church. A woman walks out of that complex and walks down the street. We pass each other in the street between the two centers, walking in opposite directions. The woman recognizes me and calls me “Pie [$RealFirstName].” I know that “Pie” is a nickname for [$OfficeBoss] [yes, he is LDS in real life], and that the use of that nickname as a title before my name indicates that I am a member of the in-group associated with [$OfficeBoss]. I'm rather disturbed that the woman both knew who I was and associated me with [$OfficeBoss] in such an intimate and familiar way.

Having realized I was dreaming at some point during this sequence of events [again, I'm not sure when], I decide to start flying. I take off and get pulled in a random direction, backward and sort of sideways. I try to control my flying and start flying forward by concentrating on details of the scenery I can see in front of me and trying to examine them more closely, as I did in my previous lucid [on the night of June 5], but it doesn't work. I attempt this method of control several times. When it stubbornly refuses to work, I just give up. I think, Fine. I'm just going to let myself get pulled along to wherever.

Then that dream faded to black, yet I remained consciously self-aware. I'm not sure if I was actually awake [more likely] or still asleep and self-aware during the gap between two dreams. At any rate, I remember that I knew that I was still asleep [however that works; I really don't even know what was going on here] and that if I just waited patiently, another dream would begin. I did, and it did.

I'm in the central courtyard of a big, old church made of yellow-tan stone. On one side of the courtyard, there is a large, windowlike opening in the wall with no glass, and on the other side of it are rolling vineyards. I briefly think of going flying over the vineyards, but I decide not to. Instead, I explore the building I'm in, and find a large kitchen knife. I pick it up and look at it, reflecting upon it: What's this doing here? We don't do sacrifices of living creatures in my church. We don't have to.

I go into the building, find the kitchen, and put the knife away. To get to the kitchen, I have to go through the parish hall. There are other people in there. I continue to explore more of the building, concentrating on just what a wonderful gift it is to be here in a dream and be lucid. [That's the last I remember.]

[Later, I had another nonlucid.] A whole bunch of the important businesspeople I know in real life, including [$OfficeBoss], have come over to House #2 for an early-morning presentation that I'm supposed to be giving, and they've all crowded into my bedroom. I wake up late for the presentation. In order to get into my closet, I have to ask [$OfficeBoss] and another man to move aside. I'm embarrassed to be seen by all these people while wearing only my black nightgown. [It was the same one I was wearing in real life that night.] I take too long to get ready, and all my guests wander off.

I go out into the rest of the house and see that my mom has put up all the Christmas decorations, even though it's June. I run the vacuum cleaner in the study; P. is there. I get a second shot at doing the presentation, and this time, it works out. I'm grateful that the first attempt, where I got up late for it and everyone left, was just a dream. [LOL!]

[Fragment] I'm in a house or hotel somewhere with MLT [a real-life friend]. I demonstrate to her the fold-out bed that's built into the wall, and she declares it to be too opulent. The building is cylindrical.

[I have been writing DJ entries throughout June, both by hand in a paper journal and in a document on my hard drive. I feel like working on bringing my online DJ up to date tonight, so I'm going to.]

Night of June 5-6

I'm in a bedroom that resembles the one I had at House #2, but isn't exactly like it. I'm getting dressed, and my mom is in the room. I explain to her that I don't own any khakis or chinos, only jeans and black pants. [This is almost, but not quite, true in real life. I do have some khaki capris, but only one pair.] In a drawer, I find a couple of pairs of khaki capris, one pair of which is a light brown with a pretty, darker brown pattern of flowers and leaves on it. I think they might be too small for me, but I put them on anyway.

Night of June 6-7

A woman is being held in a dark, underground room. She's being tortured by having her hands bound together above her head in such a way that her elbows are being forced to bend the wrong way. She laughs and is good-humored about it, but this is just a facade to hide the horrible pain she's in. Other torture goes on, with torture implements, and other scary things happen [but I no longer remember the details]. All of the events of the dream unfold visually, but are accompanied by ongoing, simultaneous background narration provided by [a novelist whose audiobooks I often listen to]. The events are are all part of one of his novels, which I'm listening to. [I've been listening to his stories all these years, and they're just now giving me nightmares? Actually, I think I know why this might be: Now, I actually have a visual image in my memory to go with the concept of 'torture implements.' I got this visual image from seeing “Limitless;” that scene freaked me out, and I had to look away. That fact, plus the fact that I was really anxious about real-life stuff as I was going to sleep on this night, most likely caused the nightmare.]

Night of June 8-9

I instinctively realize that I'm pregnant, with twins, while I'm out and about, doing something. Later, I go to a hospital because I think it's my time to give birth, but it doesn't happen.

[Different scene.] I'm with a bunch of my friends, cleaning up the mess left behind after some big event in a large, indoor area. Cleaning up includes gathering together, sorting, and storing all the leftover pens and markers that were being given away at the event.

[Yet another scene.] I'm going to the hospital for a checkup.

At some point [I don't remember in which scene it was], I put my hand on my lower abdomen to feel the small bump that's starting there, and think about how I should stop drinking soda and eating unhealthy foods. [This dream felt very real while I was in it, so much so that when I woke up and recalled it, I went, “Wow, all that was just a dream? Whew, that's a relief!”]

I'm back, and hopefully for a while! With the difficulties of school and busy schedules, I think I lost interest in lucid dreaming last year, but I was thinking the summer would be the perfect opportunity to build up recall and maybe start having lucid dreams again! Anyhow, I read through my dream journal last night, and did a sorta WBTB, and ended up having a couple fairly vivid dreams, the latter of which SHOULD have been lucid, had I been paying enough attention. Also, I failed to write my first dream down, so now I barely remember any of it. Oh well, you win some and lose some.

Alaska Cruise (Fragment)

At 6:00 AM, I'm pretty sure I could have gotten a good couple of paragraphs out of this one, but by now... not so much. Basically, I was on a cruise from Vancouver up the coast of Canada and to Alaska with my family. I think I was looking for someone, or exploring the ship for some reason quite a bit, but other than that, I don't recall much.

Pulled Over

This one was a little more bizarre in some ways, and I really should have realized it was a dream. I was at a party, and decided to go ahead and go home early. After saying goodbye to my parents, I started to drive back. After leaving the house, which now that I think about it was more like a small mansion, I began to drive past a small suburb in a valley. The road was one way only (or at least without any yellow lines) and was built into the side of a steep hill. To the left was a decently sized group of houses, small stores, and other assorted buildings. As I drove, I was talking to my dad on the phone (talking on the phone while driving being something I'm sort of uncomfortable with still) who was telling me to come back to the party and help clean up. I told him I needed to pay attention to the road and would call him back, before I broke through a fence into a small industrial/factory area.

This is where it gets a little weird. It's a decent drop, maybe 6 feet or so, but it feels longer, and a lot bumpier. I try to regain control after landing, swerving a few times and dropping down some other small hills, before finally turning myself around and pulling the car back onto the road. At the same time, I find a gun in my car and decide to reload it (???), and when I notice a lever outside the factory I pull that too. No idea what it actually did, though. Anyways, as I pull up onto the road, a cop is driving by, and I accidentally run into them. Predictably, they pull me over, but somehow the scene shifts back to my bedroom.

At this point, the cop is interrogating me about why I had a gun (no idea), why I was driving so crazily (talking on the phone), and why I would decide to pull a random lever on the side of the road. At this point, I express the thought that I might even be dreaming, and ask the cop to hit me to make sure. He does, and then I slap my own hand, but I think I feel pain so I decide it isn't a dream. (Stupid stupid reality test! I know better than that! >_<). My dad walks into the room at this point, and says something along the lines of, "What have you done?" I explain that I was pulled over, then the scene shifts again.

Finally, we end up in the hallway outside of my bedroom. The cop is testing me to see if I've learned my lesson. He places a red, then a green lever in front of me. When I refuse to pull them, he seems satisfied, because I shouldn't pull a lever unless I know what it does. He turns the green lever around, and tells me that if I had pulled it I would have contracted a deadly Elephant STD. (Crazy brain. ) At this point, the dream ends.

I woke up, and was all, "See, I knew it was a dream!" I was more relieved that it wasn't real than disappointed in myself for not realizing that it wasn't.

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July 1, 2011

Type: Regular Dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I am walking in a field and there is a dirt patch of a field for planting something like a lot of vegetables in like on a farm.

I see a horse and grab at him but he has a plow strapped top him so I grab that and plow the field but only one pass. So now there is a hugely deep "V" trench about 2 feet deep and there were tiny rows for seeds but my huge row has strangely bent them over on the side like the field was made out of rubber and I had sliced a cut into it and pushed to 2 sides together.


“Oh no”, a broad shouldered gray haired man behind me says, I can feel that he feels he is the farmer here. “You’ve ruined my crop” he said sadly. It was only one trench but I felt sad and knew the only way to fix it was to use my powers cuz you can’t unplow dirt.

I turned back to the field and put my hands like I am grabbing the ground from a standing position as I do to make earthquakes and brought on a small tremor to the field hoping the earth would rise and do away with the trench I made but no luck.

I tried a bigger tremor more like an earthquake and it shook me around a bit but the trench didn’t hardly move at all. Some of the DC's looked around a bit but they were not too concerned.

The only other power I had left to possibly do the job was telekinesis. I was going to try everything, if for no other reason than to see what works. I put my hands out to focus my power and concentrated on lifting the trench so it was level ground again. After concentrating when I looked again the trench was lifted but only in a small spot, I needed to think bigger. I expanded my vision of what needed to be done in my mind and went to it with only a little more power than the last try. This time it was complete, not perfect all over but certainly fixed. I was proud of my little accomplishment and let my grasp on the dream fall away.

I woke and committed the dream to waking memory.

Last night I was a sort of vigilante private investigator that could shift between states of reality (ie, there was reality, then there was this second state where things in that state were semi transparent and could only interact with objects/people in the same state. When I was in that state I could also cause other objects/people to shift into that state as well). My partner (who has the same shifting skill) and I were in an early 1900s city trying to figure out who ruined a certain scientist's groundbreaking medical research. His lab (on the 9th floor of a 12-story building) had been totally burned and the fire had severely damaged the surrounding floors. My first place I checked out was the building itself.

The dream actually started when I went in with a team of four other investigators. Turns out there were a bunch of assassins or something trying to torch the rest of the building, and they would stop the elevator at every floor as and we'd have to get out and fight them hand-to-hand. It was intense. At one point these assassins started using Halo-style plasma swords. That was one heck of a fight. It was crazy vivid.

Once my team and I made it to the scientist's floor, we discovered there wasn't much to see. The floor had collapsed, and the floors above and below it were so badly burned we were afraid the rest of the building would come down, so we left.

The dream became somewhat disconnected after that, and I just remember me and my partner checking out potential suspects at dinner parties in fancy hotel lobbies and walking through some underground walkway (kind of like a subway) discussing the case. We would use our shifting abilities to hide inside walls and listen in on conversations, get inside locked rooms, tail suspects, etc.

The dream returned to maximum realism for the climax. My partner and I, having made only disconnected discoveries, were in a small auditorium watching this scientist and his assistants give their much-delayed presentation on his groundbreaking discovery. Halfway through the presentation, I noticed my partner was quite uneasy. I had asked the scientist a question, and he had kind of freaked out when he saw my partner. At this point, the scientist totally lost it, started throwing things at my partner, and the clues assembled themselves and I realized my partner had committed the crime. Right then and there he tried to pull a knife. I ran, and at the doors one of his minions burst through and tried to kill me. A second guy locked the door behind him. I actually remember blocking the attack, then grabbing him around the neck from behind and stabbing him in the gut out of desperation with a pen lying close by on a table.

While my partner and I had been successful at hiding our shifting ability from others up to that point, I was forced to shift into the alternate state and escape by running right through the locked door. My partner shifted as well and tried to follow, but I shifted the door and he smashed into it totally cartoon style. From then I only remember sprinting down the stairs and bursting out into the street. Night had fallen. Police were coming.

Then I woke up all like "duuuuuude."

Please pm either me or my original account, Atras, each attempt you have. They will be posted here as entries. I will list in the info section of this dream journal the next time we will have a shared dreaming attempt, and the location. The location will most likely be the same every time in order to be consistent. Although, as we start having successful shared dreams, the location will probably change.

My parents and I took a trip to a motorcycle shop. My dad turned a black Harley Davidson and played with the engine a bit. He made it go "Rum rum rumrumrumrumrumr RUUMM rumrmumrumrum!" I see a lady coming out of the shop, she walks towards us and asks, "Hmm, I have a few bikes in the back, they're much better than these ones up front! But please, adults only." My mom gestured me to stay back and she walked with my dad to the back of the shop. A cutscene shows my parents walking into a dark room. A pentagon was painted on the floor, with candles around the edges. The lady pushed them onto the pentagon and said some sort of chant. My parents mutated with each other, and became some sort of demon. "It" had a ram skull head, it's chest belched fire, and the hands, oh the hands were horrible. They were full of blood and had long, black claws. The hands didn't have any flesh, instead, they were just skeleton. I was frightened for my life. I saw the fire come from the back of the shop, and ran for my life. I ran and ran, all I saw were lights of stores and restaurants. It was late at night, about 11:00. I kept running, until I stopped at one restaurant. There was an essence there, an essence of comfort, love, and peace. I walked into it. I felt safe, as if I was...home. I walked up to a person that was sitting at a table, and I screamed, "Miss! You have to help me! My parents...th-they've turned into monsters....Please! Help me!!!" The lady turned and to my suprise, it was Lady Gaga! She had, peach colored hair, with aqua-blue highlights. In a sweet voice she replied, "Don't worry, I'll protect you. Here, maybe this will make you feel better." She stood up, and walked to a keyboard. She played beautifully for a few seconds then began to sing, "Whenever I dressed cool my parents put up a fight...." (This song is Hair, from her new album Born This Way, and it's my favorite song at the moment) The chorus, when she hit the chorus, it was beautiful. This dream went form a blood curdling nightmare, to a sweet, comfortable eden. As she finished the song, I woke up.

I just took an hour and a half nap and can remember the dream, but only part of it.

T and I were at her friends house, and there were like 10 people there. We were hanging out with them and at some point I started not feeling well. So I'm in the bathroom feeling dizzy/sick. I hide it for awhile, then later I go into a separate bedroom with T and tell her I'm not feeling well. She didn't seem too concerned and I was a bit hurt by that. I think some other things happened but I can't remember what. I leave the room and end up falling asleep on the couch, when I wake up there are like 3 different couples having sex on the couches. So I go back into the separate room again, can't really remember what happened after this except at some point T was talking to someone else. So then this local drag queen, F, comes to talk to T to watch a movie or something and she leaves with him. I got upset at the lack of time spent with her and she picked up on that so she came back a few minutes later, telling me that she paid for me so we could split the ticket.

Then she apologizes and tells me I wasn't invited, and I start crying and saying I felt like a bad person. Then she tells me it's because we're a lesbian couple, which I already knew in the dream but was feeling like a bad person anyway.

So I go do this "movie" thing; turns out it's really a contest. They give me a scenario and ask me to pick between some other state and Connecticut. I picked Connecticut and ended up winning a free trip to four star hotel with Tara.

At this point the owner of the house reminds us it's getting late, and everyone starts to clear out. Somehow I end up locked outside without my stuff. I tell T and she's like, "which bag of things do you want back least?" I wasn't happy with this answer and it turned into a mini-argument.

Fragments: At some point I noticed the time was 6am
I had a few moments of eating candies, some of them being oversized starburst, out of my purse.

Non-Dream Non-Lucid Lucid

I was going down Aberdeen Drive and a give way sign beamed down to my left. I instantly knew I was dreaming, and decided to do some RC's. I looked at a window in a van to look at my reflection and it was normal. Then I went like 50m down the road, and asked a man which had 2 watches, one on each arm, one digital and one analogue, for the time. It was 10:15, and I asked him 3 more times, but the time stayed the same. I was confused that my RC's didn't work so my dream faded.

This was my first Lucid Dream, so I thought RC's work every time etc etc. That's why it faded at the end.

Non-Dream Non-Lucid Lucid

First dream that I recorded in my Real Life DJ

I walk up to a man and tell him the numberplate 'M21 677' and hand him a blue toolbox, he takes it and walks away. As I'm walking down the street an old lady to my left says to me: "You couldn't have been more subtle?" And asks, "Can I have that?" (For some reason the box is still under my left arm.) "I like the music they play in the shop." Then I'm talking to a woman and I see a man running down the street on my right yelling "BOMB!" and hes carrying a black toolbox. Then theres a great explosion behind him in slow-motion.

Non-Dream Non-Lucid Lucid

I woke up at about 4:30 and decided to try WILD with Low Alpha Binaural Beats. Went on for about 30 min, but didnt get SP. So I just decided to take off my headphones and go to sleep.

I needed to cover for Mr Lee in his room, because he was busy. But then I was somehow running through a bush with Crichton, Scorpius and Ka D'Argo. We started to approach a slightly clearer patch, which, I was sure where we were meant to be, Crichton wasn't following. I turned around and he was there, looking evil, and on a white pony. I turned the other way as D'Argo was the same. Scorpius growled and the pony thing that was 'possessing' them left them both, it tried to fly away to the roof (At this point it looked like an evil ghost woman in a white gown, and I was somehow in a big dark red hall). Scorpius grabbed its soul, and pinned it to the ground by stabbing it. White wax stuff oozed out of it and formed the shape of a cross (Crucifix), and somehow was now on the high back of a chair. Then some woman which I somehow knew was very evil, was sitting in a different chair with a high back, told me that I can't actually have something (Dont remember what it was), and I saw a beautiful girl on the far end of the hall, and the evil woman said something about the Justice of Peace, and I tried to get her to give 'it' to me, but she didn't.

Woke up and wrote it down. Have a feeling like this dream might be trying to tell me something.

I dreamt that I was hanging out with one of my friends and I spent the night at his house. I'm not sure if why we were spending time together like that since I haven't seen him since Elementary school and even then we weren't that close of friends. But anyways, we were in his car going to places and we went shopping for something, I found a few things that I wanted and then I realized I wasn't wearing my pants so I had no money (I was pants-less through half this dream so I guess I kind of got used to it.) when he says "No problem man, I'll get you." That made me really happy that my friend would be so nice to me even though we haven't really spent that much time together. We then went to one of his friends' houses and we hung out which is when I became lucid. I realized I was in a dream and I started to remember what I told myself "Okay, keep calm. Look around, feel these walls, look at that woman, look at the other people, take in the surroundings." Then I would take a few deep breaths and began walking around. The house was incredibly beautiful and very well done architecturally. I almost never recognize places or people when I have dreams so all of the people there I had no recollection of. The house was very large and seemed to have quite a few inhabitants, I also took note at how many pools and bathrooms they had because it seemed like there were so many. This dream had lasted much longer then my other two in terms of length because I managed to keep myself calm long enough, really glad that I'm making progress, or at least I think I am.

Going to see if there are ways for me to become Lucid earlier, not WILD but at least close.

Completely forgot to mention this, but I had a dream earlier today where I told my Mom I was a lesbian and she said she was one too. A lot of other things happened after that but I can't remember them, just reminded myself of that part.