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Well, I can't remember much of this one as I had numerous dreams that I can remember and they've all muddled in to one.

Lucid
Narrative

So.. I randomly woke up at 5 o clock after having 4-5 hours of sleep. I knew this was a perfect time to try and jump straight in to a dream. So I laid there, and literally, within seconds, I saw imagery of random objects and locations. Then all of a sudden I realised that I was just in my bed, so I let myself "jump" into the dream.

As I grabbed hold of the imagery, the landscape of a big courtyard come into vision, where the colours of the surroundings got vivider and closer, then the next thing I new, I was inside the dream, looking down at my hands to confirm that I was successful in my transition.

I got the usual sudden rush of adrenaline, and I had no idea what I wanted to accomplish. So, I started to fly around the courtyard. I remembered that I wanted to ask the dream a direct question but I couldn't remember what... so the first thing that came to me was to ask the dream who I was (silly I know) but nothing materialised. I tried asking the dream again, but shouting out, but I felt the dream slipping so I stopped.

I flew around some more and (I think I became non-lucid as I can't remember much). However, the next thing I remember is being in front of a dream character in some complex. I was working for someone, but don't know who. I was interested in looking at the dream characters eyes to see what they were like, but I got a little frightened, and I stopped this. All I can remember is that they were all brown coloured (from my distance that I was checking from).

I asked a DC who they are, and they replied, "I am you". Unsatisfied with this response, I asked for their name and they just looked at my awkwardly and gave a nervous laugh.

The dream carried on and I believe I became non-lucid, but I do specifically remember losing the dream (fading to black, and a rumbling noise) but I focused on picturing my hands and I came back to the dream. However, my lucid state merely lasted for the split second when I was concentrating to get back in to the dream.

A success, nonetheless.

Well, I had this dream about 12 hours ago... when I woke I didn't really remember much I just smiled and knew I had a fascinating dream.

Whilst driving to work I saw an oil tanker... and then my dream came flooding back to me! I can only remember parts of it and I wasn't lucid at all - so this dream description will neither be complete or make sense, but hey, it's a dream journal.

The only major bits I can remember is that I was at my old house with my family and we was in my back garden which was like 100 times larger than it was. Annoyingly, I noticed this but I just accepted it as the norm... Furthermore, there was a very large machine/oil tanker in my back garden that my dad seemed to be particularly proud of.

It comes to my attention that I have seen this garden before with these large objects in them - but once again, I accepted this as the norm and I didn't become lucid.

I remember messing around with some of the oil tankers and it started to make a noise... my mum shouted "Ryan, not this again! Get away!" And we all run in to my house and all of a sudden a massive explosion erupted and shook the house. At the same time I bite my tongue from the force, yeah... it hurt!

The house started to collapse so we rushed outside; suddenly a second and then a third explosion happened and the whole house just blew up, which then in turn, started to blow up the whole street. As we was running away I got this horrible feeling of dismay as I felt like I had betrayed my dad and the thought of how he would react to this situation... and then in my dream self (still not lucid) I remember having a similar situation like this before and my dad wasn't happy then either (but this still didn't prompt my lucid awareness - as I just accepted it as real life).

There were some random car driving and running way at this point, can't really remember.

One more thing that I remembered on my drive to work though, was that, when the house was exploding, I recall seeing a family of foxes (or close to foxes) two large ones and four to six baby ones sitting on some concrete stairs leading to a random house on the exploding street... the baby ones looked so cartoonish in design, however. The funny thing is... I remember seeing these cute animals and thinking to myself "awwhh, they're nice" .... then all of a sudden ... a big part of a house (from the explosions) came down and flattened the animals....

Some crazy dream, eh?