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I was at a party for "inventors". Each person wore a costume that he or she invented. The costumes each had a special function unique to the others. I don't remember what I was, but I remember how my costume zipped up so tightly it was hard to move my arms. I had a large thing on my head. I believe the function of my costume was speed. I might have been a small ice cream cone for all I know.

I left the party and walked down the road. Behind me I saw someone following me...Who was that? Taking a closer look I saw it was someone else in a costume. Their costume was green and had a large afro. I kept walking down the road until the guy in the green costume had finally caught up to me. He pushed me to the ground.

"Hi!" He said.

"...Hi?" I responded...Trying to get up. It was pretty hard considering I couldn't move my arms well.

"You're it!" He said, tagging me. Ok this was so not fair. I needed to unzip my costume if I was going to play this game and I couldn't unzip it seeing as I couldn't move my arms that far!

"Wait! Unzip me!" I said. He came back and unzipped my costume so I had a little more leeway for my arms. Before he could run away I tagged him. We played Tag for awhile until we came to a hilly, grassy area. We sat down on the hill. Beneath us people were fighting. He showed me how we could control the people with our minds if we tried hard enough. He was right.

We were now playing a game, my people against his. We morphed our people into dragons and elves and watched them battle against each other. When we decided we were done he morphed into a...thing...that was really tall. I'm not sure what it was. It was made of pretty neon colors and it had bones like a human. I climbed onto his shoulders and he carried me home Piggy back style.

I was at my grandmother's house now with my cousin. We were sleeping in the same bed like we used to when we were kids. He fell asleep fast and started chanting something rhythmically. It sounded less like a song and more like a poem or even a curse in a different language, it was beautiful in a sinister way.

A worker on a TV set opened the door and told us that they were looking for extras on their set that could pretend to be sleeping. My cousin told me that he'd meet me there later, and to go ahead.

The long hallway from my bedroom linked up to the store where they were shooting the new film. The man who was leading me to the set told me to take my headphones off. He showed me to a room with blue lighting and a bench at the side. On the bench were the other extras, waiting for me to arrive. In front of the bench there was a cage where the main actor was. He was supposed to do some sort of stunt and we were to show "enthusiasm" (not!) by sleeping.

I sat down on the bench between two guys. The guy I was supposed to be leaning on to feign sleep gave me a crazy look.

"Woman, you need to get rid of some of that HAIR you got." He said. I pushed my lush locks to one side so it wouldn't get all in his face.

"Careful," He said again, passing me some kind of small metal piece. He dropped the metal into my hand and I examined it carefully. It was at most 2 inches long and no more than 3mm in diameter. It was made of a bright steel and at one end a tiny piece of lead was perpendicular to the small rod. Like an L.

"What am I supposed to do with this?" I asked. It was buzzing gently in my hand.

"Hold it up to your lips and wait. It will bring you into the dream," One of the female set-workers responded. I hesitated...

"I don't need to be pulled into the dream, I can fall asleep here quickly enough."

"Just do it, woman," Said the guy next to me. I pulled the tiny metal rod thing to my lips. My whole world was instantly PSYCHADELiCIZED.

The TV in front of us was warped in purple swirls like you would with a brush on Photoshop. Everyone on the bench stood up in amazement and looked around...

"Are we in the dream...?" I asked. No one responded, they were all too amazed. I couldn't wait to tell the people on DV about this new drug.

"Wait...Are we all in the dream together or not cause that's pretty epic if we are all in this dream thing together right now..." I went blabbering on. I looked at my hands, they had different amounts of fingers.

I left the room where we were shooting the video. I found myself now in a larger building with a sky high ceiling. There were many people in the building. It looked like the main room of a mall. I tried to fly...Grr why couldn't I? I thought I got soo good at it from being dragged around so much in my lucids [/sarcasm].

The dream was very vivid. I walked up to a DC and told him to teach me how to fly. He was my friend's brother in real life. He gave a puzzled smile and put his left arm in and in his left arm out and shook it all about...arrgh.

A man in a black suit came up to me and gave me a receipt. The dream was stable enough that I could easily read the receipt, look away, and read it again and the words were all the same and perfectly normal. That didn't sway me from the notion that I was dreaming however. The man read aloud as I read the receipt:

"The stalking starts now. You will complete a set of trials which may take 30-50 tries. You are looking for a female. Everything will add up to 3/5. THE STALKING STARTS NOW." I'm pretty sure that's what the man said. On the receipt (which I tried to recreate paint, and brutally failed) it was signed WakingNomad. What the hell lol?

I'm not entirely sure that's accurate. It may have been that I had 3/5 trials, I'm not sure but apparently I was looking for someone to help complete the first trial. I shoved the receipt into my pocket and looked around the room. Half the population was female...Maybe I should try to find Nomad first. I envisioned him standing behind me. I turned around but there was no one there. This was going to be hard.

I walked around the mall, asking questions to strangers. They pointed me into a green house. I walked through a narrow pathway in the green house looking for any human life. I passed a man with a watering can who eyed me strangely.

I exited the green house and found myself in a dirty city. I asked a man if he knew where I could find Nomad. He pointed down a dark alley. A white car pulled up in the parking space. I ran to the car (there was someone following me at this point, telling me not to go near the car). Inside were a bunch of druggies. Dirt covered their faces. They looked like they were on meth.

False awakening into my dark dark cold room. I don't want to open my eyes in the dark!

False awakening again into a brighter room. It was still dim. A floating purple square had an illuminating light with a video of people working out on it. I jumped into the bright panel and lost lucidity.

My mom wanted me to spend more time with her, I said I wasn't a little child anymore. I was in a parking lot somewhere.

My mom, my aunt and myself walked into a small diner buffet, they had many types of food and there was some other woman there that must have run the place.

I was seeing through the eyes of a bank robber as he was casing the place. There was only one camera and that was near the vault so getting in at night wouldn't be a problem. My perspective changed to that of the bank security and some elite detective guy watching through some glass on the 2nd level.

I was walking in this store that was like a part and office supply joint. As I walked by this group of employees a woman told me that they have successfully charged me 51% interest. Instantly I was furious, I stormed over to them and demanded they cancel it! I yelled at the top of my lungs. I also swore and cursed very much. One of the guys explained it wasn't my fault and they would try and figure it out. Another employee approached me and started to show me how horrible their computer system was.

I float up out of bed, in my dark energy demon form, Deathgawn. I gaze down at the dark portal on my chest, and grin at my two dragons on my shoulders Rainstorm, and Skyfire. I open a portal to the Moon, stand on a silvery hover disk, and shoot a grappling hook down the wormhole. I feel it stick, and slingshot through the wormhole. I let go of the cable, and come flying out of the portal. screaming in to the gate of the Biodome, skimming the surface of the koi pond, and landing in front of Raven.

"Show off," she teases.

I stick out my arms, and mech armor flies out of nowhere, and sticks to my body.

"Are you quite done yet?" she says, rolling her eyes,

NOTES

I thought i would have time to write the whole thing out... oh well...

-invading all the houses with dogs in stacked cages

-we are two dog gods in mecha police armor, we set all the dogs free

-we go into the astral, then find people on the physical

-we make them have nightmares of them being forced to kill other humans or die

I didn't get any f** sleep tonight. I'm just as tired and shitty as anybody else in this position which I'm sure some of you have been in this position before.
Well, there is just too many damn thoughts in my head. Not to mention how I suddenly realize how insanely uncomfortable my pillows are.
Anyways, Thoughts about the past. regrets, how I might have changed things and hopefully optimism for the future.
My eyes may not focus as well as my mind at this moment, but I just had a epiphany of what I need to do in life. Which is damn well better or to close to than any dreams.... I suppose... Sorta... Not really. I would still like a lucid dream or two. They always leave me smiling. Yeah, you understand.

Peace out.

but my recall doesn't do them justice. My brain seems... ???... incapable of recalling all the detail of my dreams.

The last one I had was amazing. It spanned what FELT like several generations, but that was only because I relived the story in countless ways in two worlds. The book, Dune (which I'm currently reading) inspired a lot of it.
I was on a desert planet (though not always). I was some random male DC who wanted to propose to his girl. But something always interfered. In the world I was from, it was "normal"- full of life and green. But something always happened to send me to that other barren planet. My girl would be with me. One time, we were walking down a road and were ambushed. I "woke" myself up and was sent to my home world before I could die. But I would have no or very little memory of what happened in the barren world. Every time I was about to propose, I would be sent to the other world. Every time, something bad happened and I nearly died, only to return to my own world with no memory. It was extremely frustrating.
Several times, I was in a Fort of sorts. It was booby-trapped and I was injured in countless ways, only to "wake up" before dying. Some man was pursuing me during most of the dream on the barren world. In the last scene, we were trapped in a room in the Fort. The doors sealed us in. I could see the dart traps and tubes rose from the floor which would release poisonous gasses. But somehow, I lived and the bad guy died. I was able to propose, but we were stuck on the barren world. I knew if I went back to my world, I would forget everything and be doomed to live without her.

Another dream was of the large house I frequently dream about. There were the secret passage tunnels in the floor and this time, I actually used them. I was running from someone and there were others with me. I showed them the tunnels/tubes and sent them through. At one time, I used one myself, but I had to return to the house and the second time I was forced out some other way.
I recall a balcony. I was trapped, so I flew to a nearby rooftop. I laid against the roof, but the bad guy (a young black woman) saw me eventually. She released a dart which went through the building and roof and almost struck me. But I moved at just the right time.
I don't recall how the dream ended.

Early in the evening, I dreamed of driving my van. My oldest son was in the back and someone else (?) was in the front passenger seat. The road was treacherous and I ended up falling off a steep cliff. I realized then, all my kids were in the car with me. I told them all I loved them and that I was sorry. Then, the drivers seat was on the other side and I was directly in front of my oldest son. Our combined weight, made the car tilt to the right and I became terrified of the pain. I screamed that I didn't want the car to land like that. But it did. I marveled that I wasn't in any pain, but it was then that I realized we were all dead.
I woke up.

I also dreamed of being at a movie theater. After the show, I wanted some smokes and food, so hubby and I ordered some. But we had to give our selection to the chef to cook. He said it would be done in an hour and a half and I was greatly annoyed at the delay. He said he was the only person working on Sunday- that they were normally closed. Hubby was surprisingly very patient.
That's all I recall.

I have lucid dreams for many years, and since 3 years I started to really take it seriously, which caused an increase in frequency, length and so on. Still, I was only having one per week and most of them not lasting more than 15-20 mins, which for me is very frustrating.
Then I realized I was forgetting a few lucid dreams that I have earlier in the night, and recalling only those in the last sleeping phase. So I decided to go back to the basics and get to recall more dreams.
Until 3 days ago I was recalling at best 3 dreams a night, but usually only one or none if they weren't lucid.
But in these last 3 days, I started to focus on recalling the dreams and I am amazed at how many I actually have each night. I started taking notes in the middle of the night of every little thing I could recall and I can remember in detail at least 6 dreams each night, although I have the clear sensation of having many more in the beggining of my sleep, of which I can't recall but a vague feeling of it. On these last 3 days I had no lucid dream, but I'm happy with this breakthrough that for sure will lead me further ahead.

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

I really wish my lucidity would've been higher last night, but there's not much I can do about it now.

This dream continued directly after the one written previous in this journal, Grisly Room; I didn't wake up in between the dreams. To start, I was in the anteroom of my house, which consisted of very light gray tiles, beige walls, and dark wooden molding. There were two white doors that opened towards the walls, and I was about to open one of them when I became lucid. "Finally, another lucid dream," I said out loud, but not as strongly as I would have if I were more lucid.

I decided to fly (not to complete a dream goal, or the TOTM, but to fly). :eyeroll:

I looked for a way to exit the house without using the door, because at the time I felt doors were too provincial for a dream. As I looked above the door, I saw a large rectangle of solid frosted glass. Backing up a bit first, I then took off by imagining I had rockets on my shoes. It was a different method than I normally use, but it worked nonetheless. I hit the glass and it shattered, but I traveled through it with no problem, and without my speed faltering too much.

I ended up in a new room, it looked the same as the room I was just in, but it was twice as large. I decided to direct myself towards the ceiling to blast out of the building entirely, so I began to travel towards it. I broke through the layer of ceiling, but there was another one just after that; I got through both of them and was finally outside. I continued to rise up into the air, and looked down as I climbed. My house was no longer there, and instead I was looking down on vast city.

The dream ended; my lucidity spiked right up but it was too late. I tried to DEILD with no luck.

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

CAUTION: If you don't have a good tolerance for gory/dark/disturbing situations, you might want to skip this entry.

I have absolutely no idea where this dream came from!

It was dark outside, and I could see that from looking out the window. I was in my bedroom, sitting upright on my bed with my legs crossed. My bed was a queen-size one, and had a modern square shape with black coloration. It was positioned in the center of my 14x14 room with the headboard against the wall; on the opposite wall sat my horizontal dresser, in the same modern color and style as the bed. Those were the two pieces of furniture in the room, slightly given shape to by a pale light shining in, although you couldn't see much more than that.

I sat there for no more than five seconds before a dark shape shot out from underneath the bed and pushed me off, right onto the floor. I hit the hardwood floor on my backside; it almost felt as if I had broken something, because pain shot up my spine as I sat up. The pain slowly ebbed but it was there for the rest of the dream.

I looked up on my bed and there was a dark silhouette standing on it; it looked like an adult but it was fairly skinny and short, probably around three feet. I couldn't tell whether it was wearing anything because it was in the shadows near the head of my bed. There was now a chain hanging from the ceiling, and a few feet from where it was hooked, there was a large piece of rotting flesh. I could see the slightest amount of red coloration, and something was dripping from it. "Oh my god," I exclaimed to myself. "What do you want?"

The figure chuckled, and jumped off the bed, landing quietly beside me. It got up and walked around the room a bit, and then disappeared under the bed. I looked around to see if it'd appear again, because I was very frightened, and then it appeared from underneath the bed, reaching out and biting a piece of my leg off. I screamed but I didn't feel any pain, instead I just felt my leg with my hand, realizing a piece was missing from my thigh. The creature jumped back on the bed and stood up, beginning to eat it with a sickening sound, and I ran to the door, trying to open it. There was no light coming from the edges of it, and it wouldn't open; the knob wouldn't even turn. I spun around to see the creature breathing hard and coming at me again, this time staring at my face.

I ran at it, and grabbed its own face with my hand and tore it off; it felt as if it were made of plaster. I looked at my hand as the creature fell to the floor, and saw blood smeared all over it.

PART 1 - POP STAR CAPTURED BY HEROS

Pop star villain who looks similar to Lady Gaga is captured in giant plane by two 16 year olds. They force her to hang outside the cockpit, this makes her pass out so she is not a threat.

They're superheros, that's their character, that's the story... one male and one female who take complete control of the environment through technology, like their big plane, and trap villains.

ANALYSIS

Pop star could represent superficiality.

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PART 2 - WEED FROM CLEE, KICK MOM

At home in my room, I almost buy some weed from Clee (friend.) I have my money out and everything. I'm facing my closet, the weed is on my bed, we're about to exchange... but I change my mind at the last moment.

I follow Clee outside for courtesy, to hang out while he smokes a cigarette, to be cool since I didn't buy from him.

On the way out, mom is laying on the floor at the door of the bathroom/bottom of the stairs (sort of both, dream merge), talking with my aunt (who is standing.)

Mom says something along the lines of "every fit person has a hot person they work out with," some limiting belief that she uses to justify her lack of fitness to herself.

This frustrates me. I get super pissed and attack her, kick her in the head. Aunt is disgusted, "doesn't understand why you can't just be chill."

Clee and I get to the door, I put on my shoes - they're black, bigger than normal, firm and puffy.

We were going to train but it turns out to be raining quite heavily. I put on an act of being upset, even though I didn't really want to anyway - I was only being accommodating.

ANALYSIS

Almost buy weed - because I've been considering changing up my meditation schedule, the thought of getting some occurred to me yesterday, but I decided against it.

Follow Clee outside/pretend upset/accommodating - literal representation of behavior patterns around this person.

Mom laying down - likely represents her weakness, given up on life. Aunt there to support her justifications.

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PART 3 - KILP CONFLICT

Kilp (Jr High classmate) is outside. He threatens me, throws a knife my direction. It lands in the dirt in front of me, as a message that he's "out to get me." He makes some jokes about me to someone else.

I pull the knife out of the ground, throw it up in the air, and it lands exactly in my sheath. Kilp says something sarcastic about "winning his heart" by this display. I say "all mine," double meaning that I will literally take his heart.

ANALYSIS

Perhaps triggered by negative social events at work, feeling "looked down upon," an expression of a desire to fight back.

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FRAGMENTS

Door breaks off, upper class family...

Use toilet positioned in middle of stage, in front of an audience for a SC1 tournament...

Jee visits me, in my room, have chat...

ANALYSIS

The toilet being right on stage seems like an obvious metaphor for self consciousness.

Anyway, I think I need more sleep. I don't feel "refreshed" upon waking up, always tired and groggy. Currently I go to bed at around 12 and wake up at 7. Will see if I can gradually fall asleep at earlier times, beginning with 11.

Last night i dreamt i walked into spanish class feeling ill prepared although i did not acknowledge my surroundings i felt it was my regular class then i was in a chair being spray tanned/painted so i appeared to be black i then still being black went to an auditorium with my sister who was painted similarilly i remember it seemed to be a talent show a larger girl sang before me singing with a good voice then i went to sing remembering i was sick i had a horrible singing voice i sounded horribly and remember stumbling down the stairs as i tried to escape a man tried to approach saying i did the best i could under the circumstance but i was focused of the people sing that follower me an african american girl and her father the song sounded familiar although i could not identify it next i was sitting on my couch looking like my usually self and my dad was sitting across from me he was complaining that i did not sweep the bathrooms

Slept in this morning, so was rushing. I only remember a tiny frag of my dream. There were 2 bikers, the only thing I remember clearly is they both had leather jackets and one had an incredibly white tshirt.

I remembered heaps from this dream.

There were some lifesize picture/painting things outside of the house that Dad asked me to go see because it was scary. I knew that he would be disappointed with my if I didn't go. I tried to go outside but it became too scary so I asked my mum to go with me and she was about to but then she became scared too, haha. I noticed that the thing Dad wanted us to see was next to these pictures of Mario and Michael Jackson. Someone said something about my cousin Sha-Sha having given them to him as a gift for something. And then as I walked through the house (it was some small old house that I have never seen before. It was quite nice and old fashioned) I noticed that these picture things were EVERYWHERE, all hung up on all the walls of the house. He had cleaned the house while he was at it. It looked quite nice, I thought.
Then I was with my bro in some room and Daniel was there but in the toilet and we were going to play some trick on him, I cannot remember what.

I went up to these booth places on these grassy hills. They were wooden, rectangular areas perhaps only 4m by 2m and about 2m high and you could see who was outside. The inside floor was dirt. Also, they were lockable with this weird lock and key thing that I can only JUST remember but is too hard to explain.
As I saw a creepy guy outside (who seemed to always stay there) I wondered how I knew that I was safe, even though when away anyone could just steal the key when the booth wasn't being used, and also I didn't think that the lock was that secure, nor did I think that the wooden booth was that sturdy.
But anyway, I went into these places to access IRC or something like that. I went into them a couple of times during my dream.

I just remembered that a couple of times I would go to sleep in the booth and there was some weird set up where I would lie down and then this Chinese music would play. There were some two other random Asian girls there, with accents from Singapore or Malaysia and I kindly asked them to do something for me (involving a pillow, I think), which they did. I recall saying something to them about how in Chinese culture they are always very proud and try to build up the family name, which I did not agree with.

There was one instance I left the booth and there were quite a few people around one. There were these pretty, young girls and an older guy and an older woman (lol dodgy much?). And then the woman caught the eye of one of the girls and that girl had a look of "oh shi-" on her face. She said "I guess I have to go now" or something along those lines, and walked off away from the group of people. I figured/somehow knew that they were all trying out to become models or something like that, and she had failed the first time and tried to enter a second time with the man as the judge, but the woman from the previous try out was there and spotted her. I said to Alanna who was standing right next to me "wow...but she was REALLY pretty..." and she agreed with me.

And then I was in this part with this girl. She had short brown hair and freckles and was like, an original member of Pallkars. It turns out that they used to make movies and stuff that had gotten pretty famous. I don't know where she was from, she didn't really have an accent I don't think.
I hopped onto the bus with her. She went in first and as I went in I pulled the door off the bus (the bus seemed to only be 2m long) and the bus driver (who was female) just drove off and I was quickly trying to put the door back on! The bus driver recognised the girl I was with due to her Pallkars fame (lol xD) and addressed her by name (I cannot remember what it was though). We were driving along and I was like "wow, I really am a newbie to this online community (I kinda am anyway ) because it's been around since the 90s". Hahaha.
We drove past some stores and Lanna was there again and she wanted to buy meat because it was the only bit of meat left (haha what the hell, she is vegetarian). Down the road we spotted some other store where there was stuff we all wanted to buy. The bus had turned into a truck and the truckie was this big fat guy who was really nice and also liked the Pallkars movies xD
Tobias was sitting in the seat behind mine.

We parked inside the shop, got out of the truck (Tobias wasn't there anymore lol) and the shop woman asked if we could please reverse a little bit and then our parking would be okay. So the truckie went to do that. We looked at the shop and there were a few dusty books and the girl I was with was talking about aliens or something. I asked her nicely how old she was and she said "from '83" (so she was 27) and I was like, "wow, you look really young for your age. I would've guessed about 23". She smiled.

There were a few dusty things we wanted to buy that we dusted off, and under the dust there was this kinda reed-fossil shape thing. But then we dusted some more, and there was a handprint of some creature that had 6 or 7 fingers It frightened me. We then proceeded to dust everything in the bookshop (there were a few more people there now, probably about 6) and EVERYTHING was covered in a 6/7 fingered handprint. The store was now just this small room that would have been difficulty to escape. I was getting the shit scared out of me; I was really restless and agitated. Even the chalkboard was covered in those handprints. I couldn't lean back on anything for fear that I'd get harmed by the aliens somehow.
All of a sudden these small puppet things burst out of the corner of the room and it was then that I realised this was all just an interactive play. I was angry though because I had been tricked and was genuinely really scared and so I picked up one of the puppets and was tempted to throw it at another puppet but I calmed down and everything was okay

I dreamt about dragons somewhere as well. I love dragons xD

August 18th: involved two dreams I'll write more about later but here's basics. One phase involved a friend dan vavirnik or a farmer guy riding orange vehicles down highways. The other phase I dreamt I went to lunch with my mom, aunt, lou, savanah Stanley and others. Lou mentioned a girl getting pulled over for itching her vagina. :/ ..then we went home and playboy papers flew out of my bed like a fan was there. I blamed it on my brother...

key notes: 1.) scenary was like denmark by a family friend. suburban but it still felt foreign, it was also dark out.
2.) my room was not my room I live in now, but I claimed it to be my room.
3.) I've never met Savanah so I should have realized something was up.
4.) this is the 2nd time lou popped up in my dreams this month.
5.) The character riding the orange vehicles down rural highways was demonstrating driving skills by switching vehicles somehow during his drives.

lmao this dream was interesting. my recall still needs work.

August 16th: involved two dreams I'll write more about later but here's basics. One phase involved a friend dan vavirnik or a farmer guy riding orange vehicles down highways. The other phase I dreamt I went to lunch with my mom, aunt, lou, savvanah Stanley and others. Lou mentioned a girl getting pulled over for itching her vagina. :/ ..then we went home and playboy papers flew out of my bed like a fan was there. I blamed it on my brother...

These dreams happened over 4 sleep cycles but it's difficult to separate when they happened

Flying back and forth for a job interview, staying in a hotel. S,R,L and W are there, something about a TV.

Get the new job arguing with my dad about God and miracles. Find out about troubled person Q. Have a new beach house on a golf estate - WOHOO!! Quad bikes riding around, house was Q's.

i'm engaged in some sordid online chat thing C and R are also on but they don;t know that I am. SV is complaining about cleaning the FS team office carpet. More sordid chat.

M and me were in an accident, he is in hospital in critical condition. Bubba is a DR - lol and looks at x-rays and gives his opinion, M's body is there and B cuts his hospital gown made of lycra with a scalpel to look underneath at his stomach. I explain our injuries. Later I'm comforting M's mom and the operation begins while we sit a a board room table.

I'm at dad's business in kimberley upstairs, there is a n axel for my mom's car, I am extremely tired form M's ordeal (he died). and grab an energy sachet from a bag that belongs to my dad, it feels like I'm stealing it. We go down a car ramp and then C is gonna pull me somewhere on like a rickshaw thing but she can't. We have a discussion with a street kid...

I'm on the back of a pickup, dad is driving. He greats an old friend and then a dog chases us. We go into a bike store, I look at MX pants and then tires and then boots, all the boots are sucky...