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I had some dream about the x-men while in class and something else about freddy kruger, and a third dream about blood transfusions...being held captive in some sort of lab until I became strong enough to break free. It was really weird.

12/06/2010
"Invasion Evasion"

(I watched Skyline, for the first time, last night. It was an 'ok' movie, but the visual effects were tight as hell.)
The earliest thing I remember was being in a camp-like atmosphere, with a few friends, in a trailer. Someone had a dog; like a lab mix or something, and I was playing with her, rubbing her belly. After a short while, the dog began to get really agitated and started glaring at the door. Some creepy shit happened, where a person came to the door and then turned into an alien, and we had to escape the trailer. I believe we pushed the creature into the bonfire and burned it, but this part is all really hazy. Soon after, I was alone, and running through the streets. The major attack had already begun, and there were larger aliens - dozens of stories tall - walking amongst the buildings and roadways. The city was completely destroyed and, no matter where I went or tried to hide, these things would always find me. The creatures that were too big to fit inside the buildings, would send out these long tentacles (like the ones in the movie), and snake them through the buildings to find me. I ended up dying, over and over, in this dream. Every time the tentacles would find me, they would either pull me back into the main body of the alien, or just splatter me all over the place, wherever I had been hiding.

After respawning a couple of times, I knew I had to get out of the city, so I began to make a bee-line toward the edge of town, sprinting as long and hard as my body would allow me - and I remember being able to run for miles, without losing steam. But these tentacles were relentless. An alien could shoot the tentacles from its "hand", and the rope-like appendages would literally travel for miles - seemingly to endless distances - through the air, to chase their target. Again, I died quite a few times, while trying to escape the city; simply respawning again at the beginning and continuing to run, taking another route. There were times that I would try to steal cars, and some of them would have this "gunk" on them. Whenever I drive those cars, the "gunk" would begin to spread around the outside of the vehicle, trying to 'cocoon' itself in this alien sludge. I would see this happening and have to bail out of the car, before it completely encased me. What's more, is that some of these droplets of "gunk" would actually spring to life, and form whole aliens - each maybe 10 feet tall and built like bipedal elephants - which would then join the chase. Running from these things kind of felt like maneuvering through the game Prototype.

It was like I was the only person in the city, and this entire alien force was centered on me, the whole time. There were just so many of them, and I was beginning to feel hopeless. After having to repeat this scenario, over and over, upon each death, I just wasn't feeling very confident that I would ever get out of this Hell. Suddenly, thankfully, just as despair was kicking in, I realized that this all had to be a dream. I was still on the run, though, as these things just weren't letting up, and anytime they would catch me, they would just annihilate me before I could do anything about it. Still respawning after each death, I took to flying, instead of running. It took me a little while to get up to speed, in my flying, as this dream was very vivid, and I was having a hard time manipulating it. I tried some telekinesis on the pursuing tentacles, but wasn't able to affect them.

Once I got the hang of flying, though, the flight/chase sequences were absolutely sick. The easiest way I knew to keep my speed up, was to imagine myself as a missile. The thing was, though, that these tentacles were just as fast, so just because I could fly, didn't mean that I was getting out of the city an easier. I was empowered by my lucidity, though, and was more having fun with it, than frantically fleeing for my life. I weaved through the city at breakneck speed, an expanding trail of tentacles, following closely behind me. It was one of those zigging, zagging, dizzying, high-tech chases that you would see in any major, sci-fi blockbuster - just screaming through the sky, with impossible agility. Sometimes I would land on the street, to gain my bearings - pivoting and then launching off in another direction, just as the tentacles whipped passed me and then arced around to follow once again. I remember being chased at just the same height of some of the tallest rooftops, and then dropping toward the ground, head first, to try to throw off the oncoming appendages. I was going so fast that there was a single moment, there, where I worried about 'what happens if I'm not able to pull up, in time?' Even though I knew that I was dreaming, I wasn't really looking to slamming headfirst, into the street, so I pulled up on my own trajectory, as I could, nearly skimming the ground and then continuing to rocket down the street, the tentacles still keeping pace at every twist and turn. I also recall that the aliens could talk, and they all spoke with the same voice - as if it were a collective consciousness - which reminded me something of the Joker, from The Dark Knight.

I don't really remember whether or not I ever made it out of the city. I don't think so, though.

12/04/2010
"Kumite"

I was in an underground fighting ring. It was more like a Naruto tournament, really, than anything else. The fighting platform was something like the one used in Bloodsport; elevated at the ends, and a short drop to the ground. Throughout the fights, I did take my fair share of hits, but - on the whole - I was completely owning everyone. I ended up beating 3 guys, back to back, and had them all piled up on the ground, at the far side of the mat. The martial arts moves we were pulling off were just awesome. The floor rules were something like those in WWF, where you could touch the ground, outside the mat, but for only a certain amount of time. In the middle of an exchange, there was a moment where one guy knocked me forward, off of the mat. I landed on the ground, in a crouch, and immediately sprang back up, backward, toward the mat again. In the air, I rotated my body around to face the guy and whipped a flying spinning heel at him, knocking him off of the mat, while I landed on top of it. Pretty sick.

We then started getting into magic and other, physics-defying, signature moves. The last guy I fought had moves where a bunch of hidden blades came of his uniform. Another one was where a bunch of "ghosts" of himself flew in and attacked from all angles - kind of like Cloud's new 'Limit Break', in Advent Children. The guy was really hard to beat, and I actually don't remember who won.



12/05/2010
Dream Fragment:
Vaguely remember hugging TamiDoll, and just hanging out with her.

11/30/2010
Dream One:
"Punks 'n a Bat"

I was in some sort of older city. It was modern, but just seemed like an old, sea town. The Keys, maybe. MJ was hanging out with the group, and there were a bunch of punks that were going around and starting shit with people. They came up to our group, and one of them started hitting on MJ. She dismissed him by saying something really slick, and he didn't like it. He stepped up to her, as if he was going to hit her, and I stepped between them. The dude just got in my face and glared at me, anxiously rocking side-to-side. He was shorter than me. I could see in his eyes that he wanted nothing more than to fight me...but he was scared. Had I been someone smaller, he would have relished the chance, but he saw the way I was looking back at him; cool and calm. He knew that I knew I could kick his ass. From behind him, his friends moved in closer, silently signaling to him that they had his back. I knew my friends were standing behind me, as well, so I wasn't really too worried about his squad. He ended up trying something on me. We made a brief exchange of movements, and I ended up dumping him over the short, rope fence on the marina, and into the ocean. I don't really remember his friends trying anything at the moment.

Later, I was walking through the streets, by myself. Still, obviously, in this old, red brick town. Cutting down a wide alleyway, I came upon the same kid from earlier. This time, he was alone, as well. He had something in his hand, though...a baseball bat. We were walking straight toward one another, at the time that we noticed each other. Recognizing me, he ran toward me. I wasn't going to run from him, and the best thing I figured I could do was slip into a range a little too close for him to effectively swing the bat. In a somewhat surprising mood, knowing that he was going to swing the bat as soon as I came in range, I slid to the ground, leaning backward to let the bat pass right over my head. I goofed, though, coming to a sliding stop in front of him after having not traveled far enough. He looked down at me and swung the bat down in my direction, from above. I rolled to the side and stood up, rushing in toward him again. He took one more swing, but I was already in too close. Bracing my left arm for an impact, I swung it up in an outward block, taking a shot from the lower half of the bat while I stepped further in. Confident that I was going to be too close for him to do much damage with it, I completely ignored the impact, now face to face with him. I could tell he wasn't expecting me to just step into his attack like that. I caught just a glimpse of it, when grabbing him by the collar, just before dropping him to the ground with an immediate hay-maker.

Once again, I ran into the boy and his entourage, later the same day. They wanted absolutely no problems, and were trying to act all nice.


Dream (Frag) Two:
I had put together an experimental, makeshift ultralight, in front of my house, out in Canterbury. Apparently, this thing was remote controlled. I don't even remember whether or not it had a seat in it. I had a companion in this dream, who was a small, talking, shape-shifting animal 'demon' (I watched The Golden Compass, for the first time, last night), which just kind of scurried around me, the whole time. Not sure whether or not I could have actually ridden this ultra-light, I took it for a test flight, using the remote control and driving it around the grass around the ditch outside my house. The body of this 'plane' was made out of a lawnmower. And since I couldn't yet figure out how to fly the thing, it was going around in circles and actually mowing the grass. Lol. I finally figured out how to get it in the air, and it took a short flight over the ditch, just before rounding a huge tree, quickly descending, and smashing into my friend Jesse's mom's house. However, instead of being Jesse's mom and dad, who lived there, it was Todd's mom, and a different husband than the one she has now. Pretty random.

So December 5th, 2010 after watching inception, again, I have found www.dreamviews.com. Me being interested I obsees and read the site for hours. eventually convincing a friend to start a DJ with me. My girlfriend to me get the hell off and get to bed at about 2 o clock. My goal is to first just get to the moon.

I was confused on what to think as I went to sleep. Some how a chant that I was going tot he moon was stuck in my head, but then I kept forcing my self to have clear thoughts. I eventually fall asleep 2-3 hours later. Needles to say my first attempt was a failure, but i do remember a few chuncks of my dreams clearly. It had to do with boxing gloves and some friends boxing. I know I knocked my brother out who's bigger then me. So I know it was a dream.

Awake Non-lucid

Some people and I are somewhere in the mountains. There's a little wooden house, which we're staying in, and snow everywhere. I stand outside, blowing on my hands to try and heat them up. I'm playing a card game with a friend. Four of my cards fly into the air, floating, and begin to glow golden. Shit.

I look at him in alarm, and he runs into the house. The cards have attatched a bomb to me. It's the kind you see in cartoons, with the lit thread. I have the feeling that if the thread is exstinguished, I may die. There's a woman standing at the back of a red car, screaming in panic. She opens the boot and attempts to climb in but I shout at her to stop. I tell her that if we keep calm we can work this out.

I wake up suddenly, in my bed. Everything's very foggy. My bed's in on the pavement, on the edge of a road I pass almost everyday. My attention quickly focuses on Hailey, a girl who really annoys me. Today she's dresses head to toe in bright hot pink. She looks like a brunette barbie doll, ugh. A crowd is walking down the road, and people I know shout and wave to me. There's a party going on and everyone's heading up town apparently. I decide not to go, as I feel tired and sick.

A friend Arron comes over and says he'll take me home. His friends join us. Suddenly we're in one of the school's corridors. I make it half way up the stairs and then when I find a table and chair, sit down, exhausted. There's a plate of chicken curry sitting there, which I start to eat. I watch people on the astroturf as they play football. Holly walks up the stairs and asks if I'm ok. She cheers me up with her light mood, and I thank her through a mouthful of chicken.

I wok up feeling tired aswell. Maybe my mind just needs a rest

Tonight was awesome. I got my dream recall back, but I lost a lot of the length and vividness associated with my dreams, probably because I'm trying to remember them from the beginning of the night instead of writing down notes periodically. I will try a note-taking method tonight and see what happens.

I woke up at 5am from my CAN and I didn't move or open my eyes. I tried using indirect techniques and this was the first time I felt the physical vibration of the successful indication that I can separate, but I didn't remember how to separate successfully! So I ended up cycling through about 3-4 different indirect techniques, but didn't do them aggressively enough to be able to get back into the dream stage and merge into the phase. I kept sleeping for another 2-3 hours after this and had maybe 3-4 more dreams, but even though I can guarantee they were long, vivid, and complex, I am having more and more difficulty remembering details or the length of a dream, which is probably more important than remembering a greater number.

Today's Mistakes:
1) Didn't review indirect techniques nor how to separate successfully.
2) Didn't perform the indirect technique aggressively to achieve phase.
3) Didn't write down dreams throughout the night. Waited until morning.

Solutions:
1) Review the booklet today and practice the indirect and separation techniques sometime before bed today.
2) Perform the technique with some aggression in practice and reaffirm the intention to perform aggressively before sleep.
3) Keep a notepad with pen handy by bedside. Write down dreams periodically.
4) Affirm the intention to LD with these techniques and not fully wake up upon hearing the alarm.
5) Continue to write down in the DJ about this journey and my dreams.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Didn't get much sleep last night. I still had a dream which was very vivid. It had a happy feeling to it. My friend Eric's been in my dreams lately, and I guess it's because we've talked some on msn. I must miss our old times when we were partying.

11.00: Bedtime

03.00: Public festival
I'm in Stockholm I guess. The streets are very weird and there are bridges everywhere. I follow a road and arrive at an intersection. There's people celebrating all around, and I have to wait for a large truck full of graduates to pass before I can cross the street. I look to my left and spot a marching crowd of people, with drums and everything. I quickly cross the street and follow the crooky road. There are fields on both sides of the road, and I spot someone I know; Eric and G. I walk on the road, pretending not to see them. Just as I'm a few feet away, I turn around and say hi.

Eric is VERY drunk, staggering around with a bottle of booze in his hand, shirt unbuttoned and he's smiling with his mouth wide open. "Heeey Matteh!" he gives me a hug. "Why didn't you call me?" I ask him, knowing that he had ignored me. The fact of the matter is that I had done the exact same thing to him. He replies something I can't recall. Suddenly he's holding a beer, and is about to chug it. "Wow, hold on dude... I don't think you need that" G says and takes the beer from Eric.

05.15: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 6 hours

Supplements before bed: Nothing

That's it! Thought I only got 5 hours of sleep, but I guess it was 6. Actually I'm not sure haha. Anyways. I hope for a Lucid during the week. We'll see if I can manage one.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

Dream 1-- Camping Fight

I am in one corner of this large camp grounds. The ground is basically cleared of twigs and grass so that all that remains is hard brown dirt everywhere. There are a few tree scattered around, but I don't realy pay attention to them. What I do pay attention to, and seem to be ardently concentrating on is builiding up a campsite to defend against the enemies.

Apparently we are at war, with me and my family being one army and then two unknown armies doing other thing in different parts of the camp. I know we have to build certain structures as if it were starcraft or something, and so I try to get my parents to get to work. My dad is pretty good at following instructions, so when I get him to start building the tent, he immediately gets to work but he doesn't exactly know how to build the tent, which is is common downside!

I try to build a fire but realize that I have no tools to do so, I have no wood or ignition. I can't build the fire, so I go over to my mom and start talking to her. She tells me that she has to leave and go to this writing workshop in 20 minutes. I'm like "we are at war!" she says something and I say "ok" in a tone of resignation. I look back at the tent and look forward again, I am now in the driveway for my house and I'm watching my mom get into her car.

I was supposed to go with her but for some reason I leave before getting in the car. I think she is still waiting for me by the end of the dream.

Dream 2-- Ninja Gymnastics

This dream was rather long but I can only remember a little bit of it. I'm in this large box-shaped room with a lot of random wood planks made into large structures spread about. All the planks are intertwined somehow like a giant maze, and I don't know what to think at first.

I am there with two other people and I can't remember who specifically they were. One tells me to start doing level 1, and I do like 10 pushups and then he's like level 2... The next thing I know he's saying level 20 and I am up near the top of the wooden planks and trying to walk across with perfect balance toward the upper corner of the building.

Somewhere in this dream I realize that my mom must still be waiting for me so that she can leave to go to her writing class because we were going to leave together. I think about how she probably is still waiting or maybe she just left. This makes me think about how I would've handled the situation in the future and how my dad must still be working on the tent, so I think about texting him and telling him he can stop working. This whole thought process leads me to think about how my parents have abandoned me many times in the past, and they didn't pull through in helping me with this war thing at all. My mom had to bail and my dad couldn't complete any task competently.

Dream 3-- Raining Gate

In this dream, I'm walking at night toward a building, but I don't know specifically where I am or how I got there or where I am going, I just know to go forward. I come across this open, dark green gate that resembles the gate of my sister school's driveway entrance. I close the gate on accident by touching it, and it slams shut with a loud noise.

I realize that I need to reopen it because people will be coming in, so I get the gate open and try to swing it all the way open so it will stay. At first, it starts to close again so I have to redo the process. I open it all the way and it sticks this time. As I am in this situation, a white sedan pulls up with his lights on and I get the feeling that the driver is agitated having to wait at the gate. Futzing with the gate, I feel like either he thinks I'm some sort of worker for the school or that I'm just an idiot who is messing with the gate and making him late. After I open it, I step off to the side and tell him to go, as I am waving him off I see that there are these two circular objects on the ground right in front of his wheel, so I bend down and grab them away before he drives luckily. I don't say a word this whole time.

The next car that pulls up is my moms car, and the next thing I know I am in the back seat passenger side watching as we drive forward in the night. I can see the sidewalk pretty clearly, I am looking out the window, but I am not paying attention to who is speaking or what is being said, as per usual in my dreams. My mom is trying to explain something to me and my oldest sister is in the passenger seat. As we turn the corner and start going left, a thought crosses my mind, but I can't remember what it is.

Dream 4-- Computer in Bed

So I am in my bed at my house, but it's facing the wrong way. The top of my head is pointing out of the window instead of being perpendicular like it usually is. I guess I'm sick or something because I'm underneath all of these covers and my sister comes in to try and tell me something. I am on my laptop and she is asking me if I need anything or if there is something she can do. her presence is comforting to me, but I tell her I'm fine.

I look up at the ceiling and realize there is a binder taped up there. She looks up and grabs it for me, there is something written on the outside of this purple translucent binder, but I don't remember. I open it and there are two tickets for something inside and like 2 sheets of paper that have a lot of text on it.

Dream 5-- Modern Warfare

I am watching my friends play modern warfare on the X-box but I am completely passobs. It's not like I am watching the actual people play, I am in fact a random camera just observing the game and watching the characters shoot eachother. As I am watching, I somehow know exactly which character is which, and I am analyzing the game play strategy of my friend Zack. He is using an AK-47 and strafing while shooting. IT looks like he is having cross-fire against a bot and he is using a strategy I call pulse fire. After he kills the bot, he gets killed, I pop out of the game and start playing as his character without being a real person. I adopt the CT gun well know for its burst-fire capabilities, and I start going around killing people easily with these shots. I am in the level where there is airplane wrecking around and the surroundings are all cement and grey. Suddenly I realize that I am using the burst fire capabilities on this gun and turn to tell Zack that his strategy isn't optimal because he is using burst fire with an AK instead of a gun like the one I'm using that is meant to burst.

Dream 6-- Randomest Dream

I am in my room and it's another type of dream where I have to complete levels. I wish I could remember this dream better because it was awesome while I was in it and the complexities of it were really interesting. There was this evil monster on my computer who put me to some sort of test where I needed to pass levels in order to win (similar to the Ninja Gymnasium with the levels concept). I start doing these complicated tasks in my room, but I can't remember any. As I complete each task, there are different colored boards that get placed up on my wall. They are multi-colored by nature and change color as pixels or little squares. So there could be a large 4x4 red square that gets slowly covered in 1x1 orange or yellow pixels and it would look like a simulated fire. Or any number of different patterns. As I continued playing,the boards on the wall got larger and more complex and more interesting to look at. I would occassionally just stop and pause to observe the amazing board on my wall. After Icompleted all the levels, there was this really cool music playing and the board on my wall turned into a stereo set that displays the noise level of each component of the music. It was orange in the background and yellow were the verticals bars that were going up and down depending on the music. I was really fascinated by it and thought that it was so cool to have achieved this in my room so I could show everyone else what I did and how I got this in my room. I wish I could remember more of this dream too.

I'm going to remember more details and have more vivid dreams tomorrow.

06.12.2010

Launchgrid (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm recalling a lot of dreams lately, just don't feel like writing them down though, because they're either not spectacular enough, or they consist of just fragments. It sucks.
However, this one was a bit more special,
Before I fell asleep, I was just running through some of the maps in my head to see which I already know. Most of them: not anywhere near perfect, however Summit and Launch are very close.



I was in a COD: Black Ops online game (it was very similar to TDM, there were no flags etc). I was using a galil, apparently without any attachments (I normally use the red dot scope) The map was for the most part like Launch but for some parts and details it was inspired by Grid. I checked my KD. 5/1. nice. Ran towards the center of Launch, threw a concussion over the embankment, then sprinted over it. Shot one enemy who was stunned and then I was then killed by a stickie (STUCK!)



I respawned at the center of the map. I checked all sight lines and ran towards some red dots on my map. When I saw 3 enemies approaching, I did a dolphin dive (I have been watching some replays lately and noticed that pro's always use the dolphin dive) and shot 2 of them. The other ran around a truck (which was inspired by Grid) but I managed to shoot him in the back.

I looked at my KD which was now 9/2, I was wondering "Which game mode is this? How did I even enter this game, I can't remember looking at the server browser or even clicking Ranked Match" I did not even bother thinking about the fact that it could be a dream. There was a dude which had a KD of 70/30, so I made the assumption I joined in later, and just kept playing.
dammit.

I missed a major dream sign here while being able to think clear. (crap!)

In which silent movie stars make an Apple-type ad...

Douglas Fairbanks and Rudolph Valentino are standing side by side in a white room like the two guys in the Mac vs PC ads. Each is arguing the merits of his product over the other's, but I can't remember what they were pitching.

had an amazing series of dreams last night. first one i was walking around this huge campu type building at night, completely naked but withouth a care in the world. next one i remember flying to scotland and the scenery was just stunning. lakes with hundreds of islands dotted over them. all the most amazing green colour with spots of red orange and yellow lighting up the scenery. i thought i had woken up later and was recounting the beauty of the past dream to people, yet it was so amazing i was just overwhelmed and was unable to explain it due to the tears of uncontrollable joy. hopefully ill remember more because i think it ws essentially all linked together somehow..... no lucid which was odd, yet when they are like that it doesnt really matter

So I was dreaming about the end of days, I think. The other day I watched a couple of minutes of a movie called "Skyline" (a B movie I think eventhough my friend was dead serious about it being an A movie)
So I was in a house I never saw before with this demonic doll and the doll was not letting me go. I can perfectly describe this house because I was in it for a long time, not doing a lot. Mainly because I was not fully lucid. The room had large windows with creme coloured curtains. A creme coloured couch and a stairway downstairs. It was a modern newly built house. I was talking with this demonic doll of doom and suddenly I was completely lucid. I don't have a sign or something in my dreams. Most of the time I just blurt it out : I'm lucid for crying out loud! and then I look around and think to myself : hey I'm really lucid, let's try something
So I looked at this demonic doll of doom and terror and I told her " Look I'm going to fly for a while to do something, but I'll be right back, oke?"
She looked very hesitant but she let me go.
This was actually the first time I really wanted to fly in my lucid dreams. Most of the time I like to walk or transport. So I was kind of scared when I opened the big window and I looked down on the street. But I jumped and I could fly. The scenery was amazing. It was a mix between a city and a countryside. with a couple of rivers in the distance. Lots of wind and people looking at me quite confused.
I was , like in real life, analyzing too much. I was thinking about breathing techniques, demanding things to be lighter. And then a bit of my hair covered my left eye and I just couldn't get rid of it. My focus was starting to blur because of that. I was extremely annoyed because I was still flying and I wanted to enjoy that, but my stupid hair got in the way.
Then I didn't realize I was flying past the house of the demonic doll of terror and doom and she looked at me with her fiery eyes and she was pissed. Suddenly everything was falling apart and what do I do? I stop flying and start running ( because that's very clever...not"
buildings were crashing down and the roads were cracking up and then ofcourse I woke up

I am actually a bit stuck between what I want to do with my skills. Everytime I want to do a WILD, I do an Astral Projection. And whenever I want to sleep normally I get a lucid dream. I am lost, I need a mentor.

Part of my first dream was, I had macro vision, and the vision in the dream had such amazing clarity. Only rarely do things have such a clarity to them but I think this may have occured in last nights dream because while I was waiting for the bus home from work I was present without thoughts and my attention was caught by this tree which just stood rather tall and alive. I saw its green leaves move in the wind and the city buildings in the background behind it while I listened to Avey Tare - Cemeteries. I was present and my surroundings had clarity rather than the usual blurry nothing as I day dream about futures.

Dream fragment: Its like my eyes were macro or something. I was looking at the designs on a wallpaper, then these shards of grass that poked up, and had pollen and specks of water clinging to them. It was so clear. Someone called me from the right and the dream faded to another setting.
Dream fragment: I was reading a letter from a guy from work. It was difficult to read in the sunlight because it was two sheets and written on both sides with thick black felt pen. Also the paper had heaps of tiny colourful dots like a fuzzy tv set viewed up close. So I walking around looking for shade while still reading it. I managed to read: 'After four long years, I have proposed to my girlfriend Jess'. I didn't mind one bit that he was getting married. Lately I have had numbed emotions and they failed once again to react.
Dream fragment: I woke up and began recalling my dream, writing it on my hand. I found something unusual and off about the way I was recalling and I went to RC sure I was in a dream, then woke up for real.

Eu e minha família tínhamos viajado para uma casa que era exatamente igual a nossa. Após algum tempo de estadia, fomos viajar para outro lugar. Fomos recolher o que nos pertencia. A cada nova olhada que eu dava na casa, eu achava alguma coisa minha que eu quase esquecera de levar de volta na viagem.
Chegamos ao aeroporto/estação onde iríamos sair. Houve uma festa lá, e inclusive encontrei minha namorada e meus sogros, que também estavam viajando.


Fragment #1: Eu estava na minha casa, junto com Vinícius Híckel e Gabriel Adriano. Estávamos montando uma estrutura de Lego (no primeiro andar de casa, perto da casa de máquinas da piscina). Mas a cada peça que faltava, subíamos correndo para pegá-la, ao invés de montar tudo lá em cima. Pegamos as peças que formam um círculo e algumas flores, para tentar montar uma cidade.