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NONDREAM DREAM LUCID

I woke up at a nondescript high school setting like you'd see in your sterotypical coming of age movie. My best friends and I, two people I'd never actually met, were talking abut this one girl. My friend who was a girl, her name was Tobias or something similar, wanted to go out with this girl. Mind you, this was the most popular girl in my school, and she was also the prettiest, ect ect. So we made up an ingenious plan to get them together. But sadly it backfired, and the girl never noticed my friend. Then some evil guy in a white suit showed up and took my female friend away, making her hate me for a while. During this time, my other friend and I, who looked like Jonah hill, and I started to go after two women. Then, after some time dilation, we were all back together as friends and were going to Tobias' house to meet her parents or something, and we were dancing out side of her house to the song Dreamweaver. But apparently, I couldn't dance and kept falling all over myself. We then realized we were falling in love. But sadly, we we're allowed to pursue this plot line, as the evil guy came back, telling us he had stolen the eye of power, and it was stuck in the bell tower of the old town clock. So we all got into Jonah's van Scooby Doo style to retrieve the eye. Shortly after this, the evil guy in the white suit was hit by a car. When we got to the bell tower, my friend asked the girl he was pursuing, to bring a step ladder and a bird that knew how to kiss. I then woke up.

I hate getting redirected. Lost EVERYfuckingTHING!

Ok. Pardon me, please.

I was at home with my parents. I can't remember what we were doing, except my mom had a bunch of lighters with a flower and some fancy little writing. I can't remember what it said, but each lighter was in different colors, same design. For some reason, my dad was really irritated with me. Everytime I spoke he got very angry. I have no idea what I was doing and I was so confused in the dream. I was trying to figure out what was wrong but he just kept getting angrier. So I went and sat by my mom in another room. I was crying and trying to talk to her, but it was really hard to do.

My dad came into the room with his arm raised. He was getting ready to hit me really hard and I was so scared. I had never felt that scared of somebody before. I remember closing my eyes, crying still, prepared for it. Then he stopped. I got up to leave. I went outside and realized I was standing in a parking lot.

I was pushing a cart and started to run. I noticed ice all over the ground and I was sliding. I didn't want to fall so I kind of started skating to slow myself down. I couldn't see my car and I wasn't sure if it was even there. I walked over a few rows and saw my car. I reached it and then a cop was standing beside me. He grabbed a cup that I hadn't noticed was in my hand. He checked the cup, as if suspecting alcohol. I let him and then he was asking me what happened.

I just told him I got into a fight with my parents, I didn't want dad to get into trouble. The cop said something about being underage. I was about to tell him that I'm an adult when my parents came out and were getting into the car. My dad saw the cop and gave me look of disgust. I told him I didn't call them and the cop started asking him questions. I decided to leave.

I was getting into my car and I noticed J's truck sitting next to my car. He was in the drivers seat, staring at me. He had a soft sympathetic look on his face. I got out to say goodbye and I saw my son in his passenger seat. I went around the truck and picked up my son. I was about to buckle him into his car seat when I woke up.

So, I guess it was a good thing I got redirected because I remembered more details that time, like the ice all over the parking lot. Crazy dream...

Forgot to mention, in waking life, me and my father get along and are very close. =/

So, to start off, 3 other guys and I were all riding in a red camaro, and we all had beers, and were having a blast. We were driving on the highway, and one of us needed to take a piss, so we stopped at a rest stop. We all got out with beers in hand, and did our business. An old lady then pulled up next to our car and asked for something. One of us, drunker than the rest, walked up to the car window and started messing with her. The lady could tell he (and all of us) were drunk, so she asked if we had a license or registration. Secretly, we didn't, but we said 'Yeah! Of course!'. She then told us to wait there until we sober up, so we don't cause any further mayhem. We laughed as she pulled of back to the highway. Just at that moment, we heard on a police radio (That happened to be in the car) that there was a report of rape at the rest stop we were at (That bitch!).

We looked back, and sure enough there was a squad car hurtling towards us. We had to go, and we had to go now. We scrambled out of the rest stop and put the pedal to the metal, praying for our lives. We took a left turn into a canyon, and the highway led up to a bridge. Now, this was no ordinary bridge. This was literally the worlds highest bridge, and to top it off, there was construction going on. The guy driving, obviously smashed, started to slow down and drive at the speed limit. We're on a one way part of the highway, and there are 2 lanes. The lane we're in is relatively empty, but the one to our right is bustling with traffic, and all of that traffic is trying to turn into the lane we're in. The bridge is going north, and the incline is about 45 degrees. We all yelled at him for only going 40mph, and he said "Oh yeah! Whoops, I forgot. I should probably go faster now." There were now just floods of cars turning in front of us, and there were quite a few cars in between us and the cop car. The driver started weaving through traffic, and was doing a horrendous job at steering; he was swerving and almost hitting everyone. The alcohol was doing what it does best.

Finally, we managed to get to an open area, and the put that red camaro to work. We started on a decline in the bridge, the rose, and rose, and rose some more, this time at a higher angle. We got so high up, that the sky turned black, and all you could see around was stars. Now, here's the crazy part. The cop car was directly behind us now, and suddenly I think to myself "Aww. Now we're never going to make it to Japan." Then, the construction comes into view. We glance at the workers, though we couldn't tell what they were doing, and when we look back, there's a huge "ROAD CLOSED. DO NOT PASS." blockade in our faces. We smash head-on into the sign, and every one of us fly's out of the windshield, going 250mph, straight up into the sky. We reach the point of equalization, and we sit in slow motion in the air, as we begin our descent. Then, all of a sudden, we all have snowboards, except for 1, who has skis. The 'bridge' literally ran up the side of a huge mountain, and we were preparing to land on it. Forgetting completely about the cop, we braced for impact.

Everyone stuck the landing, but the speed at which we landed threw everyone off balance, and we started tumbling down the mountain side. Occasionally, one would recover, but then you'd loose the hold, and continue to tumble down. Out of nowhere, a gigantic cliff basically swallowed us whole. We fell down what must have been 200 feet, and landed onto a powdery 50 degree angle. I was in the front, next to the skier, and then 2 snowboarders behind us. I, having a snowboard, started flipping in the air uncontrollably. I glanced over to my right, and the guy with the skis was trying to stabilize in the air by extending his legs out in front of him, slowing him down. As soon as we hit the snow, however, his leg completely snapped, and he emitted a bloodcurdling scream. I had landed face-first into the snow, and skidded to a near stop. I looked up at the cliff, and the other 2 guys were flipping and spinning so fast and uncontrollably, that when they hit the snow, they tumbled a bit before slowing to a slide. We all were sliding, but we all were still alive. We took a second to recap on 'what the fuck just happened', and simultaneously, even the guy who broke his leg, let out whole-hearted laugh. That was incredibly awesome and fun. Hell, that was an amazing feeling.


I was playing the life of a kid who screwed up his life in one night, after getting drunk. He had been drinking rum and playing pool. Then, it flashed to the next day, where Dawn and I were downstairs. There was broken glass on the pool table, and also a note. Dawn was investigating/interrogating me. She had said that I had done a lot of things, and she said that there were 3 of us. I remember just me and another. Then, I remembered that there was a kid 'Tim' was his name, there with us too. I got the impression that Dawn thought I murdered him. Then, my Dad comes down, and says something. I give him an honest reply, and he makes a sinister remark to that, and picks up a golf club. Dawn sighs, "Oh, not again..." Dad runs at me, his eyes red with anger. I sprint out of the house, and notice that my backpack is on, and that my shoes are slowing me down. I reach the end of my street, and I slow my running down to a jog, and look behind me. Dad is running in tennis shoes after me. I sprint to the right, and take another right down the next block.

Now, I see Dad pass by on a bicycle, looking for me. I figure, he can't ride a bike in the grass, so I walk into someone's backyard, put my backpack down, and take off my shoes. I walk out to the street, and there he is, searching for me, although he hasn't seen me just yet. I sprint towards him, and he sees me, stops, and braces for impact. I leap on him, hoping to push him over, but to no avail. He drags me back towards the house, screaming in my ear all the 'things' that I did wrong that night. Now, it goes dark, and I'm back in my living room. I decide, I can't handle this anymore, of course I'm dreaming. I walk to the staircase, and as I'm about to walk down, I think, "Hey! I can just fly out of here!" I fly right through the roof, sort of like phasing through it. Unfortunately though, when I do, everything turned black, except for the sensation of flying and landing back in my bed... There was a voice saying "Who's flying again? Him?"

June 3, 2011:
I'm in a restaurant, and it is a $13.95 brunch buffet. However, I don't see the buffet. French toast is put on my plate and on Lucas' (kid I used to babysit) plate at this small corner booth (i.e. two sides of the booth are cushion, and the other two have adjacent chairs). I am apparently a vampire or something. The waitress, who has bright red hair, keeps pouring me tons of drinks. I guzzle apple juice, cranberry juice, and even try an apple-milk syrup (which tasted very strange - I wouldn't suggest trying it yourself). I actually want some food, but I never get any.

I somehow know that I am the villain, and I head to the washroom of the restaurant (which resembles the Seewald's - tiny, and when you open the door, the sink and toilet are right there). I open the door, and Ms. Cameron is just on her way out. I apologize and go to wash my hands. As I do so, a girl comes my way. However, I'm not quite sure what happens next.

Then, I am outside the restaurant in a dirt road parking lot. I am with a Japanese guy, and we're having a conversation. I tell him how I tried to learn Japanese, but both the characters and the oral language overwhelmed me, so I tried to learn just the oral, but couldn't find the time. He is understanding. He says a word that sounds like "Haki" and I mistake it for "Houki." We appear in a car that he is driving. I'm not sure if he is trying to get out of the parking lot or not, since he keeps backing up. The entrance is very twist turny and has a loop in the middle of it for turning around, but he isn't using it.

I appear by [road] heading towards the harbour. I am on a bicycle and am biking down towards the lake with Eugene. When we get there, the water and sky are all grey. In the distance, there are dark clouds that are billowing. Sometimes, they explode and grow in size. And they are coming towards my city. I know that it signifies something bad.

June 4, 2011:
I am not sure the order of these events. Some of them definitely come before / after each other, but I cannot place them all. It was difficult to describe.

I am with John at school, in the cafeteria, and we are working on a project of sorts. We are sitting really close together, and our legs interwine. At one point, he leans over and kisses me on the neck, and then on the lips.

At one point, I am in a field which is mostly rocky. The farmer wants to plant certain crops that we (John and I?) do not want him to plant because the soil is so poor. I see a bunch of flowers and start picking them, and this woman I somehow know (from before?) tells me that she wins the bet because I said (apparently) that I would never pick one of those flowers. She sounds smug, as though she has tricked me.

From somewhere, I see a labrytinth. Charlie's character is able to go through guys that most people can't see. His can also pick up objects (like cardboard boxes) and wear them. I see this action from almost a bird's eye view. (Imagine someone sitting on the wall, peering down below). At one point, my character acquires a mirror, which accomplishes the same task. She walks into a room that is empty save for... something. She runs out and ends up in the mall, although it is very dark and almost decorated for Halloween, it seems. One person has an arm that looks skeletal and twisted. It looks like it has a mind of its own, for it keeps moving and trying to grab me. Its holder eventually drops it on the ground. I try to walk away, but I notice it. I feel like it's calling me to pick it up.

At another point, I was calling out the names of songs as they came up on the radio, much to the shock of a random lady. I do not remember what else happened. I do remember that one of the songs was "Kill the Lights" by Britney Spears.

Most of the beginning of the dream is a blur, but the parts that I do remember completely, we'll start at. this dream was set in kind of a camping area, but to the far north west end of it, was a huge castle that led to Disney world :S. anyways, I'm walking down a road in the far east side of the place, I turn my head and I can see the castle from where I'm at. I somehow got separated from the rest of my family, and 'm trying to get back to our condo house thingy in front of the castle... I don't even know what to call it... anyways. I ask this girl who was jogging past if she knew how to get over there. she said "sure come on" and then she was suddenly on a bike. a few other girls were following her on bikes too. I began to jog and kept up with them pretty good. after a few twists and turns, we stop at a house and I walk in. I walk to the left and theres a small bedroom with a big shelf about... 5 feet out. beside it, theres a toilet. I look in and say "I always wanted a room like this!" then the girl from before that was jogging, comes in and says this is the mohamad house

STOP!

this is the weird thing, I know a guy named Mohamad.

COUNTINUE!


anyways, we leave and keep on going, the jogging girl rides slower than before and I get ahead of her, then another girl gets ahead of me. she had brown long hair, and was tall and thin like me. the road the we we're on wen't through a house and made a sharp left turn, then kept going. after a few more turns, my legs start feeling weird, like when you run on a treadmill for a few minutes, then when you get of and walk around, you feel like your going super fast? that kinda feeling. anyways, I start screwing around wih it, and I keep looking at my feet like "dooood, I feeeel hiiiigh!" ha ha. but then I look up, and theres a super sharp turn to the left again and its on a cliff, no house this time. before I can even scream, I go flying off the edge and fall to the trees below.

STOP! again...

here's is the freaky part. whenever I get too high up somewhere, or a catch myself from falling, or use my reflexes, my feet tingle for about 3 seconds after. and sometimes, when I have a morning dream, and something happens like I fall I'll jump out of my bed, and look around, onl to fall back and calm down.


countinue

as I'm falling, I think about what they do in the movies, and I curl up to protect my vitals. as I'm falling, I close my eyes, then get that freaky feeling that I mentioned above. but this time, it goes up to my thighs. I can feel the difference in the wind as I pass the tops of trees. I think about whether those girls knew that I was falling, and if I would be able to get back to my house thingy after this and the dream ends just before I hit the ground but as soon as I closed my eyes, everything went black in the dream, and I could still hear the wind pass my ears.

this is a pretty weird dream by my standards.

but this isn't a dream in the middle of the night, I only remember dreams I have in the early mornings. its like I'm consciously awake in them, but my body is still asleep and I don't know I'm dreaming till I wake up. everybody's theory's and opinions are welcome on this one!

Had a dream last night and very nearly forgot about it so i dont have much...

i was walking out of a house and some police woman walked out next to me, she decided to search me and found a small piece of smoke. i can remember telling them to keep it and to give me a break. dream jumps and there is a big house but there is something different like the house was alive or something, cant quite remember, there is more to this house and its starting to anoy me that i have forgot. next i remember being out the front of the house trying to kick a flat footballs around, we managed to get one blew up (we being friends) but i dont recognise them, i wake up after my first kick of the inflated ball..... i only remember about the dream after around an hour of lying about in my bed.

glady back to some epic dreams with some stable lucid periods too. one i remember was just sitting on a big square area with other people and just using senses to explore the space without mving and just trying to stay there for as long as i could. only felt a couple of minutes but it was more stable than other recent lucid bits. i remember saying to a friend 'so even if there was any possibility of us sharing a dream, i bet you would never get in touch to check would you? no one wants to be the one to sound crazy...'

an epic work/school based on last night. based around a vending machine type thing which i had to scan into to get my stuff to pack and deliver. had the numbers switch and move but i still battled on unlucid for a while. the main theme of the dream was once again authority figures misusing their power and me trying to get out of it and change it but this time was a bit different. this time it was call me dave cameron blended with some old bosses of mine. he had done or said something that was completely out of line and i was trying to cath him out somehow. trying to do it without resorting to violence although i do remember squeezing him/something in my hands to show it that it had no real power.

i remember asking people how i could go about sorting it and one answer i remember from a neighbours character was basically just that i had to become like my own lawyer and learn the law for myself in order to beat these guys. for once a dc talked absolute sense was good to have one of these dreams and be conscious enough to actively go about changing the whole situation for the better, rather than just avoid it or run away. even if i wasnt lucid enough to realise non of it mattered, perhaps i just need to see it through. in past dreams i definately remember having a room where it feels like you just cant go into because your bosses are some kind of inhuman monsters, but in this one there was no fear only a brief recollection of past similar moments and then i definately went in although sadly cant really remember what happened when i did.. perhaps thats when i squeezed cam,, i dont know

I joined a womens' volley ball team. We only had three practices, when the coach decided that she wanted us to enter into these volley ball trials to get accepted into the league. I personally didn't think we were any where near ready for this since most of us had not even practiced our serves yet. The coach found a loop hole in the league rules that would put us at a great advantage if our star player was a married lesbian. I stepped up and volunteered to marry Darcy if our team made it into the league. I was not a lesbian, but I was not in a relationship and I was not one of the better players, so I figured if it would help the team, why not? It would only be a marriage on paper. Besides, the likelihood of our team getting into the league was very slim. The coach was very pleased that I had volunteered to do that.
I was not allowed to participate in the trials. If we won the trials, I would no longer be a part of the volley ball team. Our team did not make it into the league. In fact they were one of the first teams eliminated. I felt a wave of relief.

Again, I am in my home-town. ( I have moved now.)

I was back with my ex. Somehow I made her jealous I think by talking to some other girl. I remember telling her "that its ridiculous, i was only talking". Because of the argument my ex decides to cheat on me, she came round with a random guy she proclaimed was her "new boyfriend" and decided to start trying to aggravate me.

I resist their taunts for a while but eventually I snap and end up kicking the shit out of this guy.

Somehow my ex manages to turn my family and friends against me. I remember them all becoming more and more distant and cold towards me. Eventually i decide to leave.

I wander the streets, crying, cold and alone. For some reason it is snowing, there is ice everywhere and its slippery.
I have nobody, I'm so down. I walk up bankfield road towards VJ's house. And also keirnans old house.
I see VJ and call out to him, he is with other people I don't know but smiles and waves me over. He asks me how I'm doing; "not good" I reply. One of the guys asks me what is wrong so I tell them my story.
VJ and his friends feel sorry for me and tell me this isn't suppose to happen. They decide to help me, it turns out they know some agents that will put things straight, I meet with the agents. They drive some sort of van, black. I climb into the back and there are 3 or 4 agents. I tell these people my story and give them the information they ask of me.

I remember hanging' out with VJ and the strangers until the agents return, they told me that had completed their mission and that I should go home. I was nervous about this, what if it hadn't worked?
I head home, really slowly, the ice and snow have disappeared now. I'm really anxious about seeing everyone.

I round the corner to my house and begin to walk up the street. As I near my house my family rush out of the side gate, they tell me they have missed me and they had never turned against me, they needed me to help the agent capture my ex. I was slightly annoyed that didn't tell me this but overjoyed that I could go back to my family. They bring me into my garden, my ex is there, the proceeds to torment everybody there for a while until the agents arrive and take her away.

1. My brother claims to know how to play Norwegian checkers. Since the game is legendarily difficult, my sister and I are asking him a lot of questions

sister: "Who taught you how to play?"
brother: "A girl in my class."
sister: "Did she know how to play?"
brother: "Of course!"
sister: "Did she really know, or were you just taking her word for it?"
me: "You know, a lot of people claim to know how to play chess, but they actually change a lot of the rules. Is it like that?"
brother: *nods* "I just took her word for it. I don't think anyone knows the exact move order."

2. I am playing a computer game with my brother while texting Cassie. I tell her that I am thinking of buying some Mishigami furniture (I don't know if mishigami is the exact word, but is was pretty close to that. Apparently my brain just made up a japanese-y sounding word to represent japanese furniture.) She responds with something like "For mishigami, i don't ask around at parties." In the dream, I realize that she is talking about some party we had been at (all fictional) where she had been telling me about japanese furniture. Now, she is accusing me of having 'stolen' the information from her.

Meanwhile, in the computer game, I boast to my brother that I have all the monk upgrades. He says, "I think I do too." I say, "I don't think your civilization can get all of them." He points to his market and says, "See, I have all of them." I point to the monastery and say, "You get them here, not at the market." He says, "No, the monastery is just so you can unlock the stable, and that's where you trade your resources, when you unlock it." He pretty much turns out not to know the proper function of a single building in the game, and I am very surprised that he is a competent player and I wonder how he gets by.

3. I have joined a website, and I am still trying to figure out the culture of the community. I submit a short story, and it is featured on the front page of the website, so I think, "good, I must have done my research properly." I get a pm from some girl that goes something like:

Hay i lyked ur story. my fav part was te wizzard. r u a cristian? i am a cristian nd i luve jesus. i am a shaman with a tedy so join my clan.


EDIT: also I remembered a fragment, about a baby toddling around in the snow, with a giant pair of hands picking up snow and packing it onto the baby, making him a walking snowman.

Non Lucid. Lucid Task

I wake up in bed to the sound of a phone vibrating. I grab the phone and look at it and it's my wife's phone. I think, man I just took her to the airport, if she forgot her phone that's really bad news. I wonder if I should call her or try to bring the phone to her. I get up and walk to the living room and a party is going on. That's when I realize that I'm dreaming. Sitting in the living room is a comedian friend of mine and a chubby black girl I knew in college. I go to the kitchen and it's a pretty blonde talking to some random guy. The house is in a funky setup that I don't recognize. I go back to the living room and everybody is naked. I ask, what kind of a naked party is this?

They say, "it's really no bid deal." I shrug and start to take off all of my clothes. I get totally naked and realize that I need to stabalize the dream. I decide to use my sense of touch and give a big naked hug to the chubby black chick. She's smiling and laughing and I'm kissing her. The feel of her skin makes the dream pop in a much more vivid way. I kiss her again and walk to the kitchen.

The people in the kitchen are still clothed. I tell them that this is a naked party and they look at me confused. I take the blonde girl by the hand and lead her to the dining room. Then I bend her over a table and pull her skirt off. She is wearing a white thong. I pull that off too. My penis is erect and I start to put it inside of her. Her vagina is still dry but after a few attempts to put it in I see a thick whiteish gray viscous substance form near her clitoris. I look at this substance for a minute and lose my erection.

I walk back to the other room and ask the party, "when are the rest of the naked people supposed to get here?" They laugh incredulously and shrug. I wait for a second and then remember that I'm supposed to be flying in this dream. I walk back to the dining room and jump a couple of times. No dice. I wonder if I'll get a little bit better if I go outside. I walk to the back door and step outside.

Right outside my door is a 15 by 25 foot mural of a beach an sky. I look for a minute at the mural and realize that I've just stepped onto the porch at the house I grew up in. I look away from my mural to the right and I see a line of trees, then a giant beach and lake and in the distance a mountain range with white caps. I start running to the edge of my porch and leap off.

When I leap off I start flying 100 feet into the air. It feels good and I'm shooting close to straight up and a little forward. I close my fist and shoot a little bit faster. I remember that I'm supposed to try flying at a supersonic speed and I think about the "magnet" technique that King Yoshi wrote about in his flying tutorial, so I think I'll give it a try. I look in front of me and see a cloud very far away. I reach my left hand out to it and imagine the magnetic connection. I close my fist to solidify the connection and pull my left hand into my chest. I shoot toward the cloud at an amazing speed the wind is rushing in my ear and I wait for the explosion. Nothing. I shrug and look around at the world on the ground.

I see cars passing by on the street in front of my house. This would be a good time to see if I can't make a car fly so I come in for a landing in my dad's front yard. There's a big black ghetto ice cream van in the front yard selling stuff to a line of people in front of it. My friend stephen comes up to me and tells me that the van is selling some amazing shrooms and I really should get some. I laugh and reply maybe next time.

My friend z, a video post production specialist comes out of the house and asks me with a nervous voice if I knew that the doors weren't locked.

Yeah, I say, there's a party going on, it's no big deal.

"Well, the house is pretty much open right now, just thought you should know." I think for a second about if my dogs might get away, then remember that I'm dreaming. Z asks "hey, for the movie you're making, do you think you'll probably use your editors for your color correction?'

Probably, your outfit mainly does visual effects.

He nods.
That's when I wake up.

Zebrah,

I always journal my dreams. I guess I fail to note in my workbook when I don't remember them.

My dream goals are to enter my worst childhood nightmare (which has proven difficult so far), and
to shoot fireballs or move something with my mind.

I think that before I can do that, I need to focus on my ADA and triggers more. I used to think about
it all the time--then when I had a lucid, I remembered my dream goals. The last two or three lucid's I
had, I didn't think of them at all.

movies and cars

Not sure if this was one continuous dream or many dreams.

It started with me watching a movie at someone's house. The show was rather boring but I remember the distinct face of one of that characters. I went into another room and watched a different movie but then saw the same character so I asked my friend if this was a sequel to the movie he had been watching but I forget his answer.

Suddenly I am in a movie theater. My friends spot some people we know so we go up a few rows. Now I'm sitting beside some girl. She was talking to some guy and they obviously like each other... but she suddenly sent him away and she appeared upset or angry. She turned to me and said, "There's no such thing as real love... therefore I can't be with him... only bad people." I was going to try and argue to say that she could really try it for once... that's it's no a good idea to sabotage something good when it comes along otherwise once she cuts her ties to him she will really feel the loss and probably later regret it... so treat god things as they are when they come along. I had these thoughts so clearly articulated to tell her but she suddenly went back a few rows before I could say anything. My brother or a friend said, "Hey, there's Spencer," and pointed a few rows below us.

Suddenly We are driving in Calgary at night time. We almost hit a few cars and now I am thrid person perspective and driving the car with my thoughts. I turn it to safety and go on a road that starts getting really steep. I se the top of a hill ad just barely manage to get the vehicle up it. I can feel the car going down the other side of the hill but when my vision gets to the top... it's flat like a plateau.

Images

I am sitting in a restaurant and some woman I know is staring at me and smiling. Looking into her eyes feels like coming home. My vision shifts and I am in bed with a short woman with long black hair and dark skin.

I was on the buss. Oddly I forgot to put on shoes before I got on earlier. I looked through my book bag and found sandals, which I don't like to wear. I made did with it anyway. I entered the school building and a kid walked up to me and said "What you doin wearin that, you ugly. I replied and said "Shut up." Then I thought to myself that he should try to do something about that. I musta been in a violent mood. I then started walking around trying to find another pair of shoes, that are in my taste.

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