July 19th, 2010 It's 2:05 AM, and I have gone to bed to sleep. Its 3:29 AM and I have awoken, my dream not being lucid or controlled, but mostly remembered. I don't know how I've gotten here, it's somewhere with my friends who I will call Jorge, B, Ricardo and my brother ehalv. At first we all rush into a white van, which belongs to the "Crips". We discover somehow that crip means "blue". We are all pretty shocked by this for some reason. We hop into the van in a rush. Why we entered the van with no precaution in it being owned by a gang, I don't know. A lingering sense that we we're running away exists. I get in last, already stuffing myself into the car. The first person I see is Ricardo in the front passenger seat. Wether he was there all along or not I don't know. He's asking me if the mosh pit was awesome, and then tells me it was. I shake my head yes. Someone appears to get in the car but we have already begun driving. We're in a hurry. I look behind me, only one kid sits on the left, alone. I notice the kid beside me attempt to hop back to fill the remaining seat and free room in this row. At this time, something out the front window catches my eye and I notice the driver has been distracted. He has veered off course, to his left a little, missing a right hand turn, over a curb and next to a playground. At this point I say "Hell no--AW HELLLL NO! He's on the playground! He missed the turn were on the grass!" and I say a little more, but I can't remember. Everyone laughs at the idea of me saying that in this situation, where I also began in turn giggling. We leave the car at this time, still laughing, someone repeats what I've said. In front of the car to the right is the playground, and several feet ahead of it there are dips, hills petruding in the grass going downward. Almost like giant stairs of grass. The driver says it's okay and that this is where we're supposed to be. I say aloud "It's all good unless the boys come!", or something along the lines. Not seconds later does gunfire erupt behind us. I sense bullets flying past me, as if they were raindrops falling sideways. We hurry to get into the van. I've woken up. A flash of a letter written to me on paper or a social networking site says "you used to scare me years ago but ever since i got a ...(taste*) i've wanted another ..." This is all I remember. It is from, who I will call, Rose. Regret fills my head, as does guilt, for not remembering the rest of the letter, or other important information and other parts of dreams I may have fell into. Although I feel regret, I think it is falsely diagnosed to an event that has never occured before, and in being so, couldn't have affected my social, or in any case, daily life. The dreams were not vivid. They were more of ideas that grew spontaneously, wildly and with ease, but never seemed to acheive full visual scope. At least, if I'm remembering correctly. It is 4:06 AM and I return to bed to sleep. In my hand I hold an object. No larger than a chess piece, but considerably heavier. It is 6:59 AM, I dreamt a little. I find it funny I remember less even though I was asleep for longer. I hear commotion outside of my bed room. I end up in my breezeway facing outside at the door, I kneel down, I hear people yelling and talking. My friend Justin rides his bike into my backyard, he looks at me and says "I think I got a five", discreetly. He means five dollars. Suddenly they begin talking very loudly and my parents lights turn on, I tell them to keep it down. They panic and Justin hands me a gun. "We found a gun, a real gun, here" he says. I grab it and it feels heavy. Very heavy. I begin to panic as they leave, or dissapear but both are relative. I set it down beside some plants outside and walk back into the breezeway. Through the door in front of me, I see a group gathered. I exit the door back outside, this time into my front yard, and see my oldest brother surrounded by people asking him questions. He seems to have it under moderate control. I ask what it's all about. He says the dog got loose again. Standard procedure. I head inside, my dad is talking to someone about pizza, or food. I end up going downstairs to pee because someone is in the bathroom. A christian man follows me. He needs to pee and pees on the opposite side of the room. I end up not peeing at all and head back upstairs, with a handfull of bacon in my hands. I'm awoken and the object I had held in my hand before falling asleep is laid side by side next to my phone on my bed. Seemed placed carefully, but I cannot remember doing so.
Updated 07-19-2010 at 01:32 PM by 33921
#950: Date: July 17th, 2010 Length: 4 minutes The world is coming to an end, apparently. I'm outside with a couple people (the precise location is actually on a highway I've been on IRL), one of which is my mom, and we're planning an escape to some safe place. It seems that most people haven't realized that a series of huge disasters is about to occur. I look up at the sky, and see a large storm brewing, which will apparently destroy everything (there might also have been an earthquake coming, too). We've apparently secured a plane, and so we're gathering our stuff as quickly as we can so we can leave. At some point, my mom realizes she forgot something that I apparently wanted, and she seems very sad about it (I think she even cried). I feel really sorry for her, and tell her it's really not that important to me. Eventually, someone (the "leader" of our group of people) announces that we need to leave very soon, and so to finish what we're doing. We end up on some airstrip, at night, in the pouring rain. The plane has already begun firing up its engines, and so we have to quickly get on. I think the plane was already moving or something, so it was hard to move around. I quickly got on and got strapped in, expecting a rough ride. After that, I don't recall much, except some instants of extreme turbulence, and thinking to myself that I should have just stayed on the ground and died there, instead of dying in a plane crash that was seeming more and more likely. #951: Date: July 17th, 2010 Length: 2 minutes This was kind of a weird dream. I start out in some kind of underground place that looks like a mix of a small airport, a construction zone, and a sewer system. I'm there with Bruce Willis, and a girl who is supposed to be his daughter. We're apparently trying to escape this class and get back to the surface. We climb a bunch of ladders and walk across several metal walkways, and get to some place where we set down a few backpacks that I guess we were carrying this whole time. We wait around for a bit, then start noticing something moving in one of the backpacks. We find that really strange, and I reach for the bag and try to feel what's inside. As I set my hand on the backpack, I feel a large, spherical creature, and it starts moving frantically. I recoil, and we carefully open the bag. The creature quickly jumps out -- it's a kind of giant, smooth hairball, and we're all freaked out by it. It's pretty aggressive, but we back off and it eventually goes away. Bruce Willis explains something weird about how it was created by hair that fell in the backpack and rotted. Eventually, we manage to find our way back to the surface. I walk outside, alone now. There isn't much around, except a dirt road, which I follow. At this point, I somehow realize (I think by looking at an advertising panel?) that all this was actually a commercial for Toyota. I'm a bit angry about this, and just keep walking down the road. The other day I also had a sort of semi-lucid dream. All I can really remember from it is some sex, and going up to a counter, and asking someone for "polymorph potions," which they gave to me. The liquid was a sort of silvery color.
Bunch of short dreams: #946: Date: July 12th, 2010 Length: 2 minutes I was at my old school, and it was lunch time. I had planned to eat with a friend, and sat down at a table waiting for him, but he kept stalling. I could see him walking around, not really sure what he was doing. Eventually I tried to talk to him, but he wasn't really making much sense. I ended up just sitting down alone and eating. #947: Date: July 12th, 2010 Length: 5 minutes Mostly fragments of a dream based on the great movie Oldboy. I recall at one point being inside some kind of bar in a skyscraper, and seeing someone in a mirror's reflection and knowing he was after me. I tried to find him, but all around me were more mirrors, and I could only see his reflection. The dream involved some kind of mystery with someone (me?) getting kidnapped. At some point I was walking in a desert, and fought off a bunch of humanoid creatures (demons?). After what was apparently a long journey, I found myself in a movie theater, watching a movie that was supposed to reveal the truth about why all this had happened. I don't remember much from it. A few other people were there, including the person behind all this. I ended up just walking out into the street, and talking with some girl who knew a friend of mine. #948: Date: July 13th, 2010 Length: 3 minutes I'm testing some kind of video game, though I'm "in" it, not playing it. There are these very fast, easy to maneuver, small aircraft that look kind of like airspeeders from Star Wars. I pilot one (the dream goes into third person view of the aircraft during this). Soon enough, more people arrive and start testing out the ships as well. Eventually, it seems that everything shifts to "real life" (although my surroundings don't really change, except that there are a couple more buildings around). I hijack a nearby aircraft, and end up in a dogfight against a few others. I remember shooting one down, and then leaving the area. #949: Date: July 14th, 2010 Length: 3 minutes Kind of a strange dream. I was in my room, and apparently discovered a scroll that, when read, allowed you to see or transport to "a hidden dimension." For some reason I ended up with Aquanina (don't know why in particular) on the phone, and she was apparently in this scroll, and if I read it allowed, it would supposedly affect both of us. I remember reading the scroll for a long time, but then I think it turned more into a kind of lucid dream attempt. I don't recall actually seeing anything different.
i was walking along a sidewalk near a turn. walking away from the turn. a truck was approaching round the bend. so i walked slowly, keeping toward the fence, wanting to stay in the shadows. i know i didn't have to hide because i am not wanted or attempting a criminal act, nor are they terrorists (or was i unsure?). the vehicle came round the bend with headlights (it was night), and passed me. just then, a counter-strike frag grenade (red color) was thrown in front of me, between me and the truck. BOOM. black figures of sheep was blown around (don't think any was blown apart individually). sheep? wtf. i'm thinking, "nooo, who did that!?" because i didn't want attention drawn to me. i see laser sight beams moving all around in a diffused pattern, then they all focus on me...nobody shoots me.... i am now in a room with people and 1 person i associate as my brother. i think, "oh no, i've been killed [in the game or something] and now have to respawn, or i have just respawned." i think he is the one who caused all this, so i shoot him. everyone around me is shocked, but i'm angry. i walk toward the balcony of my flat, and i'm holding a cellphone. the cellphone is my brother, somehow. i try to throw it off the balcony but it hits the grill and comes back. i pick it up and throw it down. then, nothing happens for a while. i'm wondering why my brother hasn't respawned. a few minutes pass. then there's a phone call and i pick up the phone (clam type cellphone). it's my brother. he sounds weak and injured, and i sound concerned on the phone. I ask him if he's still downstairs, he says yes. I say, "you didn't respawn?", and he replies no. So i go to my flat's lift and want to go down and find him. I'm feeling quite guilty. In the lift, there are only buttons to go to floor 2, 4, and 6. There are some other people in the lift too. Some indian family. husband and wife are in the lift, and some other woman wants to come in but they are talking about something, not arguing though. I say, this lift only goes to 2, 4 and 6. and then then dream ends.
18.07.2010Going to a few places. (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I went to bed pretty tired. I had a a very rough evening at work. I was able to recall five dreams, however, some of them were fragments. Fifth of the night: - We were in a house. - Different apartments. - We had to go to four different places. - My wife had the addresses for these places. - We also had to go to a fifth place. - I asked my wife if she grabbed all we needed for the day. - She pointed out her purse and she mention she had all the addresses in a piece of paper. - Someone rated my wife with a 7 for some reason. Missed dream signs: - Different building. What I would have done if lucid: - Leave for a Task of the Year.
18.07.2010Shared apartment with a tiny elevator. (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I went to bed pretty tired. I had a a very rough evening at work. I was able to recall five dreams, however, some of them were fragments. Fourth of the night: I was in a very high skyscraper. My apartment was located in one of the top floors. We had three rooms in our home. Each room was rented by a single tenant. We all shared the living room. One of the rooms was located in an indoor balcony. I entered the apartment and I saw like a small bed in the balcony. The balcony had dark red floors and it was very sunny. I told my wife, "Oh no! They rented the balcony, we are going to have company now." My wife replied, "Do not worry, it's just 14 days." I wondered how he could make a living in an indoors balcony. It was the most expensive room to rent and the most inconvenient one. I felt that at least he or she would have plenty of sun to take. We had a small fridge in our room and we were going to prepare something for eating. Suddenly, two guys entered the apartment. There was a 5'4'' heavy male DC and introduced the other guy to my wife saying, "She is who I was talking you about that amazing mashed potatoes dish." They shook their hand. I was introduced to the new guy as well and he shook my hands, fist pounding. We left the apartment to go somewhere. We wanted to go to Game Empire, a card store to play some cards with a few friends. We had to stop in a different store first and do some arraignments. We were wondering if they would have M11 Fat Packs for sale of if they sold out already. I realized I forgot to take something from home that I needed for the arrangements. I stopped by my building and grabbed the elevator to my apartment. The elevator was not bigger than three square feet, so I could barely fit in. There was food inside like if it was a fridge. While I was in the elevator, I was able to see myself in the elevator and a small TV that was showing the interior of the elevator. I got home and I was trying to get the address of the first place we had to go. I left my building and my wife was waiting for me. We went for a walk and we realized it was the Finals for the World Cup. We wanted to go back to our apartment, we tried to fit in the tiny elevator, but the both of us could not fit in. I started to take stuff out from the elevator. My wife advised me that I was not doing the right stuff. I saw a TV somewhere and I could see one of the Netherlands players running very happy. I could see a 4-5 score, but I knew it was not the amount of goals scored but other stuff such as faults. Missed dream signs: - The apartment. - A balcony being a single apartment. - The tiny elevator. - The two male DCs. - The finals for the World Cup (the thing ended already) What I would have done if lucid: - Head for a Task of the Year.
a few dreams...can't remember which first... the dream i was at fungus' house, 4 of us...terrance, fungus, bq, and me. it didn't look like his house, but my mind associated it with his house. was there even a bbq pit? anyway, next we are on some computers, and maybe there's more than 4 of us now...we're playing computer games. i remember at one point someone saying something about "dota", but anyhow we're playing something. then it feels like i'm in the game now. i'm in some medieval place, and something is chasing me. it moves slowly and only within a square of a temple(?). we enter the building/temple and do some stuff there, can't remember what. Then we're out, and that thing is chasing us again. When it gets near 2 people (friends? players?), it bows down and slam them. So they apparently die or are injured or killed in the game or something. It looks like a purple gummy bear the size of ancient Egyptian statues that are double my height. I'm shouting something about how this thing attacks, describing the recent attack to other friends/players or whatever. More enemies appear and I run to the outside of the premises with another guy. We enter a different section of the premise from another gate. He climbs up a rough pillar like a ninja to see what's going on somewhere else. He only climbs like 3 meters up. Between him and me is a pathway. I'm on higher ground within some vegetation, hiding. Now suddenly he's sitting on the pathway facing me, and behind him are 2 soldiers. One is on the pillar just way he was earlier, and the other is behind that soldier, facing the pillar. We're thinking, "oh no, if they turn around you'll be caught". So that guy gets up just then, the soldiers turn around to see him. He runs/jumps away leftward and the soldiers spot me. I run rightward, ducking as they fire arrows at me. So now I run into some other dense vegetation on a mountainous region. Suddenly I realize it's full of enemies because the rocks I step on are mostly enemies. Some stuff happen, can't rem. They next thing I remember is me escaping from them, jumping back into this vegetation which I now realize is a opened sphere, like a split melon. I'm on the inside of this sphere. The enemy presses something and thin long needles start protruding from the sphere as the sphere starts to close to reform a sphere. I'm in trouble now. Somewhere in the dream, I also remember being chased by a blue one-eyed scaly monster. i think it was when I was with the guy who climbed on the pillar. I turned around to attack it at its chest/head and it healed back after a while. Now things are peaceful, i'm walking in some final fantasy like civilization. I reach a big parade square which I "remember" I had seen from the audience side before. But now i'm standing where the leader stood. It's like a concert hall, with 1st level, and the 2nd level starts above the halfway point of the 1st level. There are chairs arranged into groups, just like in a concert hall. Into some chamber now. Stairs/seats on 2 sides of the chamber, and the middle is some scary smoky area. As if it's some demonic ritual place. Now I know there's 4 of us again, but the 4 is me, bernard and 2 others. There are other people around too, but I know the 4 of us are together. Each of us is in the middle at one point and some process takes place. I don't remember about the first 2, but I know bernard's. He has to sacrifice something, but he didn't have much skin to do it. I think the more skin you have, the more you can lose and gain something. Full metal alchemist influence? Along with star-wars? or what. Bernard just does it anyway, and his skin starts getting very thin and I can see his flesh beneath the skin. Smoke everywhere. Now his body is black with white stripes, just like the homunculus from Full Metal Alchemist Brotherhood, except the white stripes don't have eyes on them. So yeah, must be FMA Brotherhood influence in this dream. Then the process ends and Bernard is a white fat boy with short blond hair and freckles. LOL. He is very happy saying, I'm what I always wanted! I comment that, "you just became white...which is apparently what you like". Some girl next to him looks at me offended/embarrassed, as if she didn't like any potential racial repercussions that could arise. I don't remember the color of her skin. And so next is my turn to do the process, but I refuse. Apparently it has made all 3 people look better, but I'm thinking I already look quite good, so why do I want to take the risk, because it doesn't necessarily make us look better. Well, i'm not forced to. I think my dream stopped here temporarily...then continues as: I'm in a sunny place. I'm walking on this path and reach a wooden watchtower, very sparsely made. There's a guy up there. I'm don't know what's going on at first. Other people are there. Someone has the guy put 26 on one square sheet of paper, and 36 on another next to it. We are predicting the temperature range of today, in Celsius. I call out to the guy, saying 38. He looks at me and says something, and I get the idea...I have to give a range, not just 1 number. So I decide n 24-38, if i remember right. But when I call out the numbers, i'm talking to a girl now. I feel quite attracted to her. Then i see a scene of her in black undies, black bra, and some black clothing over all but able to reveal some of her bra. It looks fancy. She's figure skating. Then i'm back at the sunny tower. And then, wake up. (Pretty sure I had other dreams...I just can't remember them now)
18.07.2010Fragment Olive Oil (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I went to bed pretty tired. I had a a very rough evening at work. I was able to recall five dreams, however, some of them were fragments. Third of the night: - Indoors. - Olive Oil. Missed dream signs: - Unknown. What I would have done if lucid: - Unknown.
18.07.2010Annoyed at the Olive Oil store (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I went to bed pretty tired. I had a a very rough evening at work. I was able to recall five dreams, however, some of them were fragments. Second of the night: I was at work at the Olive Oil store. We had two tasting bars and I had to clean both of them. I was bothered the other female worker did nothing. I was talking about work hours with someone. It was around the afternoon. I woke up annoyed. Missed dream signs: - Cleaning the store while it was open. What I would have done if lucid: - Leave the store and blast the dancers if present. - Head for a ToTY.
I was back in the early 15th century. There were numerous castles around me. All I could see was castles, and endless green fields. Everything was very brightly colored, a vision that I rarely see. It was magnificent. There was one slight problem, though. I gigantic dragon was attacking the city. It was red, and it's scales were sharp as a knife. It was breathing fire all over, and was causing more destruction with it's spike hammer tail. The next thing I remember, I am on a horse, and dressed in epic knight armor. The horse wasn't real, for it was hovering! It had micro hover pads attached to it's shoes. I found that completely normal. I had a long lance in my hand. I continued towards the dragon, with all my might. Suddenly, and without a warning, the dragon turned to dust and vanished. There goes my battling spirit. I turn around to see the one who had spoiled my day, and get mesmerized. Konoka, from Mahou Sensei Negima, for those who know her. Need to cut my anime intake. -_- But, she was dressed in a style similar to this, and looked way more mature than in the manga: If you have read, or watched the series named, you know about Konoka's personality. She is sweet and relaxed, and is fun to hang around with. Add the bad ass-ness to the personality, plus the sexiness, and it makes my perfect type of girl. I lost all thought. I could gaze look stupidly at her. I was transfixed. She comes up to me. Without warning, she kisses me. I was shocked. My DCs don't usually do anything unless I, um, take the aggressive role. But it was a blissful sensation. About half a minute into it, and I wake up. "Sometimes in dreams, waking up is the most painful part."
18.07.2010A bee in my room (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I went to bed pretty tired. I had a a very rough evening at work. I was able to recall five dreams, however, some of them were fragments. First of the night: - I was indoors somewhere. - There was a bee. - The bee was flying in front of me and I was worried it would sting me. - I woke up thinking there was a bee for real in my room. Missed dream signs: - Unknown. What I would have done if lucid: - Unknown.
Updated 07-20-2010 at 06:18 AM by 31830
I had a false awakening. I don't remember why, or how I had it, it seemed to dawn upon me out of nowhere that this is a dream. I was very excited, but then, out of experience, calmed down. After the usual round of stability and clarity exercises, I got up, and crossed the room. For some reason, almost all of my false awakenings occur in my room, and the light are always off. I opened the door. I saw the same old corridor, the same mirror. Another reality check. While crossing the corridor, I could see foot-long sharp blades protruding from the ground. I laughed to myself. A snap of my fingers, and they vanished to thin air. I continued out of my house, and came to the ground floor. (Note: This was my old house, I moved recently.) What the hell? There were FBI officers all around me, each armed heavily with some serious booty kicking weapons. They didn't speak, nor did they move, but it was clear that I would be toast if I moved a muscle. Here, I forgot I had any supernatural powers. I ran away. Somehow, gravity was much easier to manipulate in this particular dream. I found that I could control gravity very quickly, making it change directions and turn it off or make it stronger in a fraction of a second. As soon as I jumped, the rocket launchers fired. BOOM! A deafening explosion. But I was unhurt. I continued, walking on walls and roofs, and tried to get out of there, into the open ground. Then, some of the officers actually caught up with me. Instinctively, I jumped off the wall, and roundhouse-kicked one on the back. He fell to the ground, making a large crater there. Then, I continued to fight my way unarmed through the incoming battalion. I don't exactly remember all the moves I did, but I remember that it was pretty epic, even better than the best martial art movie out there. Within a minute, all of them, some two hundred, were on the ground, unable to move. Satisfied, I continued outside. In real life, there is a large electronics store some three block away from my house. Right in front of it, is a large open area. After exiting my building, I came here, without any idea why. I saw about a dozen people gathered there. I could tell they were all delinquents. They were looking at me in a disconcerting way, which clearly challenged me to a fight. They were wearing Thaub, which is the traditional clothing here. Talk about unfitting attire. Oh well. I stared at their leader, and made a sudden movement. This was the spark needed. In an instant, ten of them sprang up upon me. I still didn't remember I had lucid powers. Again, I very easily defeated each and every one of them, without the slightest injury inflicted upon me. I forgot, again, the exact moves, but I do remember this one scene. I was in mid-air, right in the middle of a back-flip. I had back flip kicked someone, sending him high into the air. Suddenly, as he reached the zenith of his launch, a sniper bullet pierced him, straight through the heart.. Someone was helping me. When all of them were defeated, we suddenly found ourselves on a stage, each getting awards for the fight. I remember two of my friends somehow getting the awards, too. The awards were 1 cubic meter aquariums that held a peculiar fish. I remember getting an octopus, while my friends got a tiger that breathed in water and a microscopic crab with mushrooms on his shell. I woke up after that.
I was following someone. We were on a lone road. It was dark, but I could see clearly. It was raining very heavily. I was in a hurry. I knew that the person running in front of me had to be stopped, for his own good. I remember that it was one of my close friends, and I wanted to save him. He was searching for someone, and very desperately at that. He was in a tuxedo, the kind you see in weddings. But it was all messed up since we both were running so hard. He was completely out of control. He was screaming someone's name, I forget what it was. I knew that he was shaken emotionally by some event, and he was trying desperately to put things back the way they were. We were still running, the road was endless. He wasn't getting tired, and neither was I. The matter involved was too great to be concerned about such trivial things. I knew that whomever he loved was being held captive, by a really dangerous organization, which was basically her own family. Something about the mafia boss's daughter falling in love with a commoner. He suddenly went down a staircase, that popped out of nowhere on the sidewalk we were walking on. It was a steep one, which made climbing down easier. It was even darker here, but I could see very clearly. I realized that the staircase led to a train station under the ground. It was all eerie here. Without warning, a shriek split the night's quietness. It was not a man's scream. It came from someone, a girl, who I knew, but could not exactly point out who it was. I was terrified by it, as it sounded like the scream from someone who is being tortured. Another piercing wail. I was getting really tensed now, because both of my friends' lives were at stake. Hearing the scream, my other friend panicked even more, and started running even more wildly. He was following the direction of the sound. No. He CAN'T go there. He just CAN'T! I hurried to stop him. He jumped into a train that somehow was there now. I followed. A change of scenario took place. Now, I was in a factory. To be more precise, I was in a large room, about ten meters square. The room led to another similar one, and there was a separation between the two, the kind you see in garages. There was a linear chain of similar rooms, each connected to the one before it. My friend kept running through these, and every time I followed him, the separation would become intact. However, I slipped in through them, as if they were nothing but water. When i tried this for the fifth time, I woke up.
DREAMNONDREAMSCENEDESCRIPTIONLUCID I am in my bedroom, really sleepy, I barely open up my eyes, and I see my door. My dad opens it. He's talking to himself that he wants to wake me up. He goes to the right side of my bed, and he continues to talk to himself. He wanted to poke me, but he hesitated, he didn't want to wake me. Then, in my super tired, half asleep voice, I talk to him, very quietly, and as if I'm out of breath. I start to say something like "Dad, I'm so tired..." "It's like I'm half dreaming..." Then, I wake up, and I look where my dad was when I opened my eyes, and sure enough, he was gone.
DREAMNONDREAMSCENEDESCRIPTIONLUCID Not a surprise, this dream and my next dream are like this because I took a nice long 2 hour nap-I didn't sleep well last night PLUS I had to get up 2 hours earlier then normal for church . I'm in my bedroom.I am just SO tired-that happens often to me in nap dreams. Well, I want to get up really bad, but I am just SO tired, so I decide to walk where I am half sleeping with my eyes closed-for real, I am good about feeling my way around in my basement. Well, I am then in the family room, and I felt the couch. In my mind, I saw what it looked like. Next thing I know, I'm back in my bedroom. I then saw that I was holding onto the couch in my bedroom that REALLY doesn't exist-right behind my bed in the middle of the room! At that point, I opened my eyes to see that.
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