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COMMENTARY NON-LUCID DREAM LUCID DREAM

Asleep: 11:50
WBTB: 3:55, 6:30
Awake: 7:45
Techs: Autosuggestion, WBTB + MILD
NLDs: 2
Lucids: 1 (maybe, read description)

1. I'm sitting in a college lit class. The office manager from the restaurant I work at is there. We are all taking a test. It requires you to draw and/or write your responses and is very challenging. Everyone is cheating as we are seated in a weird arrangement where we are across from other students. I have other tags written down. "salad", "musical note", "sequence of characters". But this dream happened before 3:55 and I don't remember these additional details anymore.

2. This dream is fragmented. In one scene, I remember my friend M meeting with president Obama. In another scene, I remember watching a documentary about my dad being in jail. He had a ponytail. None of that is true lol. I was working on getting his name cleared.

3. I need help classifying this experience. Read on, I'll provide commentary. I woke up around 6:35 (after my 6:30 alarm which I apparently didn't hear). I turned that alarm off and laid back down. I did MILD then turned over to go to sleep. I 'came to' still lying in bed. I didn't move as I felt like something was weird. I might have already been sleeping at this point. Quickly, I felt the same pulsating/vibrating feeling from last night. Suddenly, fractal patterns of light appeared behind my eyelids. I felt the sensation of moving/falling forward through a tunnel. I "knew" I was going to appear in a dreamscape. I thought of water but then I realized I didn't want to appear in the open ocean. So I very quickly visualized a pool. Suddenly, I found myself in a busy, suburban pool. I do a nose-plug RC and can of course breathe. I look around and the pool area is full of adults and children. I walk up to the first woman and we do sexual things together (except after a minute or two, I thought to myself I don't want to waste a whole lucid doing just this). Then I get out of the pool and walk through a grassy area. I decide to look at my hands. My hands look completely normal except that there are purple marker lines on one hand. I think to myself, that makes sense that they are represented like this since I was at work last night and sometimes my hands get marker on them. I decided to jump up and test gravity. I came right back to the ground like normal. I then walked over to a swing set. I tried to jump to the top but didn't make it. Then I decided to try again and willed myself up as I jumped. I reached the railing. I came back down and jumped again, this time with renewed confidence. I managed to jump all the way up to the top of the swingset. Then, the DC parents came around and asked me where I'm from. I said I'm from another place and I come here to have fun. They asked me to leave. That's all I remember. A few minutes later I woke up in bed feeling somewhat distant from this experience.

Notes - I had work last night so was stressed out until I got home and went to sleep at 11:50. I was also tired so I didn't do any induction techniques until around 6:35. I'm still happy with this experience last night whatever it was.

Too late to bed (unavoidable, was actually working, was out at a dentist appointment late), so only 6 hours, no recall from early wakings.

One dream or three, I don't know:

+ I'm at a counter in a kitchen with my cousin's. Something about commenting on making a mess at the counter and one of the cousins won't like that. I see my kids playing a sort of soccer-type game involving moving lit candles through the goal. I see my younger son defending his goal and call out for him to blow out the candle as the opposition tries to score against him.

+ Musical demonstration: someone is playing something in a minor key and I say "no no that's wrong, it should be played in major, like this: " and proceed to play some notes on my instrument, but it's coming out minor instead of major, I realize I need to adjust the scale and try to realize which major scale it is, I need to add a bunch of sharped notes and I up playing down to a low B (so I guess B major). I realize I'm messing up the demo so I say "OK, guys, everybody switch to F major" and play a few F major scales (one octave) up and down. I'm thinking no one's probably interesting in hearing a plain scale.

The more interesting music is written on the walls of the curved 2-3 story buildings all around us. I'm looking at it and it's quite tricky: triplets, with lots of accidentals. I'm pretty sure I won't be able to sight read it.

+ I'm on the steet (cul-de-sac) outside CH [Childhood Home]. The neighbor's house across the way has been modified: the post office has placed a regional/neighborhood mail collection / dropoff point attached to the 2nd floor of the L's house (across from ours). I'm upset about this, this will mean more traffic as people come to our area to use the drop-off. The drop-off is like a metalic mail box with a slot, but it is tall: from the floor level to the ceiling level of the 2nd floor of the house, it has large lettering on it. The more I look, the more I see: now a 2nd large post office attachment on the house. I look to the left, to the area between the L's and the M's house and see a new traffic light and exclaim "OH Crap!" I think this means that the city has claimed eminent domain over the M's house, will demolish it, and create a new roadway into our little circle, making it into a main roadway. My parents are with me and my mom's upset about this exclaiming how it will affect home values. I see there are lots of cars parked all around the circle, taking up lots of room. I walk a little bit down the steps of a foot path cut into the hill where the M's house used to be. I realize that they're probably just constructing a new foot path, not making a new street that will go up/down the hill. I say this and start walking back up the stairs to the circle. I see some cut bushes (cross-section like they were cut right in half vertically to shape the stairs).

I haven't had good luck w/ recall for the last few days. I finally had to shut my door again to keep Meesha Cat from abruptly waking me up & messing up my recall. She's all kinds of needy lately, even w/ Mike. Sorry to disappoint.

I saw a bunch of computers playing minesweeper and Tetris and wanted to play, I played some sort of Tetris fighting game and wanted to play more, I tried to type Tetris in the computer but I kept making typos then I walk away from the computer and shout "This is a dream" and start launching Tetrominoes at people, then I start dancing.

COMMENTARY NON-LUCID DREAM LUCID DREAM

Asleep: 11:30
WBTB: 5:30, 6:30, 7:00
Awake: 7:55
Techs: Autosuggestion, WBTB + MILD
NLDs: 0
Lucids: 2

1. I woke up to my alarm at 6:30 and laid down. I didn't notice falling asleep. I'm laying in bed. I see an alarm clock on my nightstand that says it's 7:13. That's weird, because I feel like I just woke up to my 6:30 alarm a few minutes ago. But its happened before where you wake up and feel like you've just blinked and suddenly an hour has passed. So I reach over to grab my phone to turn off my 7:30 alarm. I press the 'home' button on my phone repeatedly but the screen won't turn on. That is weird. I do a nose-plug RC and become lucid. Instantly, I start floating up toward the ceiling! I will myself to stop before I go through the ceiling. While floating, I remember FryingMan's advice to pat down my body. I start at my chest and go down. Then I rub my hands together. The feeling is different than waking life. Very rough, almost like sand paper. Then I will myself to float out of the bedroom and down the hall. There is a bathroom that I float into. Then I turn around and float down the hall some more. Then I wake up.

2. I'm on a bus sitting next to one of my co-workers. I think we are driving back to school/dorms but I'm not sure. I hear two girls in the seats in front of us talking about one of my other co-workers stand-up comedy routine that they are listening to on their phone/ipod. This co-worker doesn't do stand-up IWL but is really funny. At some point, I do a nose-plug RC. I don't know why, I can't remember anything causing me to. I can breathe slightly through plugged nose, but I'm so convinced that I'm awake that I don't believe it. I do the action several more times, struggling harder each time to successfully close off my nostrils. I keep thinking that I'm somehow not pinching my nose all the way shut. But after all that, I can still breathe. I'm becoming VERY suspicious that I'm dreaming. I look at my hands. There's no doubt now. I'm lucid. My hands are mutated and fingers are missing. Just for fun, I see if I can count my fingers. I can; I count 4 on one hand with one finger missing. I remember someone on DV saying that as they counted their fingers, an extra finger would grow. As soon as I thought that, instantly another finger started to grow. Anyways, I look to my left and now I'm sitting next to T instead of my co-worker. We start to kiss and the bus pulls up to wherever we're going. I want to have sex right there, but I guess I'm still a little shy about doing that on a crowded bus. I remember thinking how weirdly quiet/silent it was as we were getting off the bus. As though I would have to consciously put effort into creating the appropriate sounds for this mental model. And I also felt some sort of pain in my mouth that I told myself I would ask about on DV later. As I was walking off the bus, I woke up.

I laid completely still as I was exiting the dream and found myself in bed on my side. I didn't move, and after 20 seconds it felt as if my legs had shifted position even though I didn't move them. Then I felt pulsing/vibrating as well as a "rigidity" that I associate with SP. I got freaked out and broke it then did a RC and confirmed I was truly awake.

Notes - I was very tired after not getting as much sleep last night due to insomnia. I slept VERY deeply, and didn't wake up till T left for work at 5:30. I went instantly right back to sleep and woke up to my alarm at 6:30. All I did was repeat my MILD mantra, "I want to remember to recognize when I'm dreaming" a few times before falling asleep. That is when I had the 1st lucid. After the 1st one, I repeated the same mantra and visualized the 1st lucid several times. Then went back to sleep and had the 2nd.

Last night bed at 9pm - 4:30am but couldn't fall asleep till well into 11 pm

DREAM

I'm at work. We need to move boxes and fix things. Director asks me to do stuff so I'm running around with a small black shopping cart, putting boxes in their right places.

DREAM YESTERDAY

I'm going to school on my bicycle. Ground is covered in deep snow, with tracks left by cars. It's a bit melted and so hard to go through. I see people cutting through a walkway between tall buildings, but I keep going, then turn left to my school. But the road is blocked by police with some K-bars. Now I know why everybody was cutting through the other way. I find a place where I can lift my bike over and I continue.

At school, a very common theme is not being able to find my class. I'm wandering the building, up and down the stairs, asking everybody, checking the rooms, but I cant find where they are. It's already into second lesson, and I'm still not in the class.

1. I didn't write my first dream down because I was lazy and knew for sure I wouldn't forget it. I forgot it! Darn it!

2. I was putting something (no idea what) together in the garage and I found the bag that came with it and emptied it on the ground. OMG! There was like a thousand white vinyl screws of all sizes, washers, spacers, little washer looking things with teeth, parts that I never saw IWL. I was trying to sort them and organize them to figure out how to start building whatever it was.

3. I was just watching with no control in this dream and felt helpless. It was very stressful to have no control and understand that. I was watching a man beating up a woman with a small boy about 2 screaming nearby. He punched her straight in the face and she flopped down to the ground knocked out cold. The little boy was laying on her shaking her. Next scene is police the talking to the woman and child and the guy was gone. I heard them tell her there was nothing they could do if she didn't want to press charges. I was watching in disbelief that the woman didn't want to. Next scene is her husband coming home and they start walking up the stair and he grabbed her hair and asked what she told the police, then flung her down the stairs. Yikes! That was very vivid.
(I have a feeling this is because I saw that Ray Rice elevator scene replayed on the tv)

Morning of February 21, 2017. Tuesday.



Although many of my dreams begin with water induction (which includes water sometimes flowing from a wall or ceiling), I do not bother to include that detail unless atypical or unusual, or in this case, sustained, with no main dream body or waking prompt that I can recall and already in the dream state indicator phase (being in bed).

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I am in a very relaxed state. Zsuzsanna is sleeping with me to my left. I focus on the wall to my right. It is of a light teal color. I notice that there are “fringes” at three different heights on the wall. I reason that these “fringes” (similar to an association with a hippie fringe jacket) might indicate that the paint is peeling off in an unusual uniform manner. (Still, the bedroom we are in has only a bed.

I eventually confirm that water is slowly flowing out from each height of the fringe feature (each of which is horizontal along the entire length of the wall), but not enough to cause actual flooding, only minimal depth on the floor of only about an inch. I try to focus and consider if this is presently because of rain or perhaps some of the pipes leaking. It does not bother me at all; I remain only slightly curious (probably because water induction and reinduction triggers some degree of liminal dream state awareness).

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A wall is autosymbolism for the division of liminal space, that is, the barrier between the incomplete dream self (the very limited subconscious self, typically rendered in a fictitious scenario and without viable memory from either the unconscious or conscious self) and the conscious self identity. This is a correlation with RAS mediation that otherwise renders a door or doorway as an exit point out of the dream state. I liminally am in control in this case, and I am using water to reinduce and sustain my dream (validated by the waking autosymbolism being to my right). Interestingly though, this dream became literally prescient, when an unexpected storm tore our roof of in November of 2017 and paint actually did peel in an unusual way as here, proof that liminal dream control can correlate with literally prescient threads, which is very unusual to say the least. (In other cases, I mentally paint a wall to initiate dream state reinduction to “freshen” and sustain the dream state. Additionally, although the room was mostly featureless otherwise, it had an atypical feeling of being in our real home. At any rate, this dream is a composite of water reinduction and wall reinduction.)

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I had thought (for no particular reason) about an unusual model kit I built as a child just prior to this. It was a show car with fringes around the bottom and bullhorns on the front; the AMT “Hero” Lincoln Continental kit. (I had many model kits when growing up.)

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Last reviewed on Friday, 18 May 2018.

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Medium recall night. Glass of champagne right before bed, hindered rather than helped this time. About 8 hours in bed. First couple of wakings had no recall come to mind, later wakings had some I think delayed recall. Early recall has faded, didn't record during the night.

+ driving school with mom and dad there's a small traffic jam and the other guy honks at us but we're waiting for a particular spot, dad is driving and shoots forward over the curb into the parking space which is delineated by think green pain on the asphalt. We pull in to the space which is right in front of the driving school. Mom gets out and goes up the ramp into the place, I come too, I notice lemon trees [emerging DS], the driving instructor is inside standing at a counter, and I'm thinking how did my mom manage to live so long without learning how to drive?

+ in friend's [FALSE] house's kitchen, bathroom, mopping up the juice spill on the table and squeezing it back out, walking through the house with the daughter of the family

+ [vivid, present] examining the color on the driveway: gray, green, and grey-on-green: in the grey-on-green, is the green really there or is it a reflection from the fully green section or even from the green grass down by the curb?

+ [short] I see a picture of my bro-in-law on a sailing trip in a sailing boat, then riding on a rapids river with his daughter (my niece), "parked" in the middle of the river for a while

+ visiting a family and an older daughter and I go off to find a place to read, I have a book and she's holding on to me and I'm going to read to her, I see a spot on the floor against a couch and sit there and I'm flipping forwards and backwards through the book I know exactly what I want to read to her but I can't find it now in the book.

+ [short] at a fancy bar, slightly floating above it, watching while the wait staff are placing a bottle of beer at every place with a chair

+ [short] at a pool, it's not open yet, some women say "OH, hurry it's opening get our spots" I'm standing by a fence watching some girls in swim suits lounging near the pool.

I'm in my brother's old room. My brother is in the backyard with three women about to have sex. My mom is hanging from the roof and throwing rice on them. I start to question reality. This can't be real. I focus on my state and what I feel. Slowly I start to feel my real body and I stop there, don't want to wake up.

My brother is no longer outside, but one of the girls is. She has long blond hair and nice curves. She wants to talk to me and attempts to write something on the glass with her finger. I know it's not going to work and she realizes it too. I quickly get to the backdoor and let her in. Her body is no longer as curvy, sad day. "Having sex would wake me up. Lets not wake up immediately." I think.

And so we talk. She's energetic and likes me. We talk about music and dancing. We go to my room and I ask her to phase her hand through a lamp that I summoned out of thin air. She acts like she's doing it, but she really isn't. I show her how. With a little effort, I manage to phase my hand through the lampshade made of glass. I think my hand fused with the glass as it went through. I feel the glass squeezing my arm. We listen to music and I try to show her how I dance, but I struggle with it. Why is dancing so hard in dreams for me? After that I go to bed and ask her to join. Her body is pressed against mine and it's like lava. Not literally, but her warmth is intense. Shortly after I wake up, you can guess why.

It was a really early morning, late winter. I was a bit anxious about what I'd drive with to my school. I decided that I'd borrow motorcycle that belonged to my pal. I was almost ready to drive, but then I reminded myself that police can be a trouble on the way if I'll drive without a helmet. I went back to pal's room (as he's staying in our home for the time being), he was still sleeping in bed so I took quietly took the helmet and left house.

The earliest part of the dream I can remember is being in a distorted version of the garage in the building where my grandmother lives. There was some havoc going on but I can't remember what exactly was happening. I suddenly got lucid, was a little excited but slowed down and remembered my dream goal: asking a DC to teach me how to change the dream.

I extended my arm backwards as usual to summon someone. I decided it was going to be someone really good at changing the dream scene. I felt a hand and heard someone saying something that I cannot remember. At that moment, the image of CJ, a character from Regular Show, came into my mind. When I turned around, it was her.

I was happy to meet her. The dream was pretty vivid at this point. She said some stuff that I forgot now and I asked her to teach me to change the dream scene. Instead, she told me we had to run from Mordecai for some reason (it was a weird, goofy version of him, he's also a character from the same show). I tought I might as well go along and maybe in the end she will help me. The dream turned into a silly chase scene for a while, with CJ opening up portals while we ran and taking us through various part of some distorted building. This part was kinda weird as it was almost like I was watching it. I probably had low lucidity at this point. I even remember telling her we should stop and stabilize and she just told me to touch stuff as I was running.

The chase scene ended when I sent CJ and a clone of myself into a portal to trick Mordecai. We were in some weird stairway area which had stairs both on the floor and ceiling and the dream had a lateral view of the whole scene. I somehow cornered him and stopped him from chasing me. The dream shifted scenes again, now to a first person view, but was still kinda unstable. I turned around to look for CJ who was supposed to help me now but she was running off already. I just decided to try to mimic her portal technique by pointing at a wall. When I did, a black, pixelated portal appeared. I went through it and ended up in a different scenario which I can't recall very well. I then tought about the destiny islands from Kingdom Hearts and opened a portal underneath me, imagining the feeling of sand in my feet. I felt some sand and saw I made it! The dream also became pretty vivid then.

It looked just like I entered the videogame, as in it looked exactly as it did in the game, with ps2 graphics and such, which I was not very pleased about. It was also glitching out. Part of the floor was on a lower level than it was supposed to be and you could see through the map. There were also some characters together in an area but I don't know who they were.

Now I'm not very sure were this part of the dream takes place. It might have been when I entered the portal or maybe the scene just shifted while I was in the islands. I was in some huge city at night flying around. I was flying around and I was surprisingly high too, higher than I usually can fly and I wasn't afraid at all (this might be because before sleeping I kept imagining a scene in my head where I could fly and told myself there was no gravity, I couldn't fall, etc). I found some small building, like a little house in the rooftop of an appartment building. There were windows, but it was very dark inside. I decided to explore it and try to find something. I phased through the wall and sure enough, it was really dark. I chanted some magic words I made up and lit the place up a little. I don't recall finding anything interesting in there.

Again, the order of events is kinda wonky. Next thing I remember is catching a ride with my mother. While I was in the car with her, for some reason I had a top-down view of the city. I flew off the car and told her I didn't need a ride because I felt like flying a little. I took of flying and my view changed again to first person. My lucidity was pretty low here, I was just flying aimlessly. I eventually lost lucidity and I think there was a dream plot where I had a daughter and then I was in my grandmother's bedroom, which was almost completely flooded. I was just floating in there until I woke up.

It was pretty cool learning from a DC. It's something I've been thinking about for a while and wanted to try. Basically I summon someone as usual but think to myself that it's gonna be an expert at whatever thing I'm having trouble with. It worked pretty well, now I just gotta polish my portal technique a little. Flying really high was also pretty fun, especially since I always get really scared when trying to fly too high.

COMMENTARY NON-LUCID DREAM LUCID DREAM

Asleep: 11:45
WBTB: 4:04, 5:00, 7:30
Awake: 8:30
Techs: WBTB + MILD and SSILD
NLDs: 1 + a fragment
Lucids: 2

1. Fragment - Woke up with the image of drinks in champagne glasses

2. I had insomnia after last awakening. I did MILD and then SSILD to help me fall asleep. I'm not sure if this is an FA because I didn't realize I ever fell asleep till after. T said I was keeping her awake. At one point, I started typing loudly on a computer? She got mad and grabbed her pillow and said she was going to sleep in the guest room. She said, "I can't afford to not get sleep before work". After she left, I got out of bed to use the restroom and I brought my phone with me for light. The screen was very dim. I tried to adjust the brightness but it still wouldn't get much brighter. Then, I heard male voices coming from above me. But we live in a single-story house so I knew there couldn't be anyone else near-by. As I was leaving the bathroom, I thought both these things were weird so I did a nose-plug RC but I was still fully convinced I was awake. When I could still breathe, I rationalized it by saying that maybe I didn't hold my nose fully closed. I tried again. It still worked. I became lucid! Suddenly, the whole dream started to vibrate or shake. I tried to stay calm but I woke up and used the restroom.

3. (FA) Again, I had insomnia. Eventually I must have fallen asleep. I'm laying in my normal bed. Now, the bedroom door is open which is weird. I got up to check and "it felt like a dream". As I walked out of the room, I did a nose-plug RC and became lucid. I tried to remain calm. I walked a few steps in the hall, then remembered to try looking at the ground. The floor was our fake-wood. I then looked at the wall and saw a light switch. I got up close to it and it was very detailed and impressive. After a few more steps down the hall, I started to wake up. As the imagery faded, I tried to spin. I remained in a black void for a few seconds after which I woke up.

4. I'm watching a sci-fi movie that I've apparently seen before at an unknown house. There are cats roaming around. At one point, I let a cat in from outside and it starts hissing. I think to myself that maybe it is rabid. I let in another cat and it seems friendly but has long claws. It is playing with me, but comes close to scratching my arms several times. I remember one of my co-workers was present in the house. I then walk into a main area and see my mom, except she is black. (we're both white). Somehow I rationalize this as real LOL. And when I hug her I see she has a "new" tattoo on her back, in addition to one already there. It is for her mother (who is still alive). My mom would never get a tattoo!)

Notes - Today was a great night. Two lucids and the 2nd one was the longest I've had so far. I feel so confident and excited. I did experience some insomnia which is frustrating and caused me to lose out on some sleep. Also I find it funny how I missed my mom changing races and getting a tattoo.

This dream wanted me to be lucid because everything was so out of the ordinary. There were four of us in a cave sitting around a large table that appeared to be wood and stone. The stone seats were not comfortable and on the table was a large book with dark skin and the word secrets spelled in brown skin. The entire dream was like past and present mixed. One of the four of us was Billy (a boy from high school who had cancer and was bullied bad. I was very kind to him to try to make up for all of the bad kids. He was not a very nice guy, and was telling teachers what some of the students were doing, and actually starting some of the issues. Shy me had a sit down with him and told him what my opinion was on why he didn't have friends. We were going to work on his skills. He did a remarkable job and after high school wrote a book and kept in touch with me until his death at 20). There were two other men sitting at the table who never spoke (I felt they were fill ins). On the table were 4 packets of information and photos of the people that our mission was about. They were bound with thin leather strips, and looked like an untidy heap of papers of different sizes about 10 to 12 inches in height each. Someone was explaining this but I wasn't really sure where the orders were coming from. There were four weapons on the table also made of black leather and different types, my first thought was they were of some kind of sexual nature lol, no idea what these things were. We were each given a weapon and each one had a silver safety pin on it somewhere which I thought was strange. These weapons looked like ancient weapons, why a silver safety pin? I have never killed anyone in a dream so this was a mystery to me, there is no way this was to kill these people? It came about that the three men already knew the mission, and they knew everything about these four packets. Billy was to explain to me what the mission was. There were two couples, and two men in the packets. I made it clear I was not going to hurt these people. Everyone was silent. I asked about the Secrets book. What is that about?
Billy told me to open it. I pulled it toward me and it was extremely heavy. I was excited and scared. I didn't want to have to kill anyone, and I would NOT. My hairs on my arms stood up as I opened the book. There was no writing inside, but actually flashbacks of memories. When I was 4 the woman bringing me to play with her daughter Jackie to try to teach her how to get along with others. She was a spoiled brat! I tried my best but she was so bad. Her mom wanted her to be more like me. I remember telling her to stop giving her everything she wanted, I was 4 lol!. Then the boy Brandon from 3rd grade who was super smart and had no friends because he was misunderstood. His mom would drive him over and thanked me so much with tears in her eyes for befriending her son, I enjoyed him. He knew everything about the stars, but I had to move away and wondered what ever happened to him. Then Billy. But that was only a few. This book of secrets is showing me who I am and my pattern since I was tiny. It started flashing faces of all of the people that matched this pattern. I looked over at Billy and I asked why am I seeing this? He said, "Your life has always been about spreading love and compassion, this is who you are, how you were born and how you will die."
There was a lot of meaning for me in this one. Some I have no words to explain.

Finally a decent bed-time (around midnight). In bed until 10-10:30. Drank 2/3 or a bottle of champagne in the evening. Dreams very vivid and present, waking-like experiences. Lots of dreams, lots of detail, visual and awareness highly present. Late morning "dream-doze" state resulted in several more. Perhaps some REM rebound from undersleeping on several preceding nights.

earlier:

+ flying, neighborhood, houses/mansions, house covered in candle wax from dripping outside windows

+ famous (actor?) knows my niece: lemon tree orchard, lemons (yellow tomatoes?) on ground piled near fence, open areas in fence, guy on ladder I'm trying to get around him

+ car crash: I'm in back, other guys are driving, car's crowded I can't get out or get to the driver's seat, we smash headfirst into a parked red Rolls Royce: we bounce right off and neither car is damaged, miraculously.

+ gym: everybody is picking on a (apparently flat-chested) black woman to show her breasts (for confirmation?). She exasperatedly lifts up her top and shows off an amazing pair of large, beautiful breasts, I'm wondering why they didn't show through her clothes.

later:

+ playing pool, showing cue ball control, talking about draw. Someone is practicing on a table with oranges/grapefruits instead of billiard balls

+ playing chess, analyzing position. Not sure what pieces I have, one or two rooks? Should I analyze deeply or since I think I'm way ahead just dive into making combinations? I have a queen and I'm looking at

+ [long, detailed, vivid] angry they've messed up my pool equipment: cue rougher and shaft conditioner are ruined

Looking in great detail at objects. Letters, presents (have they even been opened?) boxes, addressed to me or to SB. A "Serbian CD player" which has a strange, ornate shape, someone complains that it's greasy on the outside (show it to JH BF DD), a letter with my name (SB's name?) written on it. Opening a drawer and looking at objects inside, many detailed objects.

SB is embezzling money from the kiosk/store she works at and hands me a stack of cash which I keep dropping. I suspect it is counterfeit and some of it is torn up into small pieces, some starts to look like it came out of a copy machine. Discussion of how hard it is to run the business.

Late morning Dream doze, dream boundaries unclear:

+ use goggles, don't be afraid, see fish in shallow/clear water [DS], think how people swim in these waters all the time without fear, why would it be any different to get into the water with goggles on and be able to see underneath the water? Splashing larger fish approaches me and I want to wait to see what it is before jumping in to the water, it appears at first to be a standard Hawaiin triggerfish but it turns into a piranha fish that bites and latches on to my knuckle, I shake it off and see bloody knuckle and talk about dangers of pirhannas.

+ leaving the mall, topless and see-through top girls, wrong door
We're on the upper floor of some large open mall and down below I see a girl with a see-through top with lovely breasts fully visible and I want to go down to see her. Around me there are more girls with see-through / visible breasts. Head towards what I think is the stairway, there's a group of young people including girls looking up at me (and laughing?) I see that the door (which is pink) is actually not the stairs but the girl's restroom. I feel funny because I think I have two hats on indoors and I reach up to feel the hats and take one of them off.

+ FA wake up in bed and start singing song acapella "Hero" (Family of the Year) looking at a car while singing. (DO) I see some street signs and the view looks like from city A (like from A hill) looking towards the B hills, houses and trees, and think about how long these signs (like highway/freeway signs) can stay in places, for decades, I get sentimental and weepy and think "I want to live!" and to be able to just walk outside and see trees and things and have basic life experiences. I'm walking down the sidewalk in my underwear, need to pee, walk past woman who gives me a funny look I'm a bit self-conscious about being in my underwear but not too concerned, heading to the mall's public bathroom past smelly bums there's a bad smell around here, the bums are waiting around the bathroom.

+ With wife, she's young/beautiful/healthy/shining, I'm happy to see her and want to hug her, but she has to have meeting with a "caseworker" woman about her mother, more and more people are arriving for the meeting, my wife has a "special appointment" and tries to pull her aside to speak in private with her, she hands the woman a pile of papers which she unfolds and has her (wife's) name/signature on it. I see the face of the case worker a large, rough face on a large head with short hair. More and more women are arriving for the time of appointment on this street / corner with the woman and they're crowding around her and they're interfering with my wife's ability to talk to her.