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    1. Day 48 & 49: The Calm Before The Lucid

      by , 04-04-2018 at 04:12 AM (An Insomniac's Dream Journal)
      Didn't recall anything on Day 48, except for some vague imagery. Fell sleep around 11:00 PM and woke up around 7:00 AM. Dream counter: 59.

      Day 49 is when things start to pick up. I guess thanks to reading up on both Sageous's 'Lucid Dreaming Fundamentals' and FryingMan's 'Unified Theory of Lucid Dreaming', as well as Sensei's 'Thanks For All The Fish', Dolphin's 'Essentials to Having A Lucid Dream', and some ancient, long-forgotten DJs I found in the grandfathered DJ forum. Needless to say, this couldn't have been possible without them. So, thanks if any of you are reading this.

      Day 49:

      Fell asleep at: 11:00 PM

      Woke up at: 3:00 AM and 6:30 AM


      Pre-WBTB

      Dream 58: Lucid Once More!

      Riding with my family in the large SUV. From where we're going, I can recognize that we are going out of downtown and headed towards the high school, but we're going in the completely wrong direction from where we should be going. Usually we go towards the intersection on the way to school, and out of the neighborhood caught in between the school and downtown. Immediately, I get that "feeling" that Sensei elaborated on in his post, and I just went with it. No further questioning required.

      I open the car door and gingerly step out. I think the car might've stopped on my way out. Everything was super vivid and really bright, too--something someone would associate with a bright summer day. I don't exactly take in the time to soak it in, I'm just so excited to have gotten this far.

      I spot a girl by the side of a building, some stuff happens, and I then try to change up the dream environment. I woke up shortly after. Not because of a sudden "jolt" of excitement (If that were the case I would have woken up a whole lot earlier), but I think because I caught the LD near the end of a major REM period, that and I lost my train of thought sometime near the end of my lucidity.


      I have a system set up where, whenever I get lost in my thoughts, I interrupt whatever's going on and either observe my surroundings or do an RC. It's a really efficient system, mostly because I tend to fantasize about things on a regular basis. This is basically the only way I RC now, when I'm not being observant/aware. I really regret not having this system down-pat, as I feel it could have helped me not to lose track of myself at the end of my LD.


      I woke up subsequently after that LD. I walked around a little bit, pondered whether to write down the dream in my DJ, and just decided to use a mnemonic technique to remember it in the morning. I thought having a really bright phone screen in my face during the middle of the night would only keep me up.



      Post WBTB:


      Dream 59: False Awakening and an LD in one night? Nice.

      Pretty much what it says on the tin. I had a FA where, during the middle of the night, I got up to record my previous LD, alongside a dream I don't remember happening at any point.



      Dream 60: Tantalizing Trump Towers

      I'm in this barren, empty room with pillars and a kitchen set in the back. Everything was colored pink, or a really faded red--one or the other. Then I lost my train of thought (Or, in the context of this dream journal, pulled into the Thinkspace). It was about Trump Tower, the one situated at New York City. Apparently, the design of the tower has this window that, if directly shone upon by the sun, would then blast concentrated solar energy upon Central Park, setting it ablaze. Pretty...interesting to say the least.



      Dream 61: Tower Defense-Os

      Nothing much to this one. Just something about a tower defense game only with classes duking it out on top of a sea of milk and corn flakes.



      SIDE_NOTES:

      1. To make this less of a headache to read, I bolded the titles for each dream. I'm always for convenience (Maybe because I'm really lazy), so I hope this helps for people who want something easier to digest.

      Updated 04-04-2018 at 04:25 AM by 93490

      Categories
      memorable , dream fragment , side notes , lucid , non-lucid , false awakening
    2. Day 45: Diners and Flicks

      by , 03-30-2018 at 08:08 PM (An Insomniac's Dream Journal)
      Fell asleep at: 12:00 AM

      Woke up at: 11:00 AM


      Dream 56: Ranch House Diner


      Yep, this was definitely an example of 'day residue'.

      All right, so, yesterday I went to go eat with my family at a place called Ranch House Burgers. I had never went there before, so I went in with neutral expectations. It was honestly the best burger joint I had ever been to. It was so good in fact tha I ended up dreaming about it that night.

      My mom, brother, and I are at this diner/burger joint. I remember the color of the sky illuminating the room, giving off a very bleak blue color.

      The three of us are in a long line, just slowly inching along as people get their orders. It seems to me like this place is more structured like a buffet than a diner, with people having to assemble their burgers as they go along, and then paying after they have assembled their burger.

      The girl in front of me is really short. Turns out she is also a student, but it seems she's having trouble reaching for a patty that (For some reason) customers can only get by sticking their hands inside of an oven. I don't exactly intervene, and she gets the patty unscathed.

      Later on in the dream, after I finished my food, I start joking around with my brother about how to look "tough". I don't remember what lead up to it, it just sorta happened.


      Dream 57: Bar Problems

      This was a weird one.

      The dream starts out with a conversation between two video game characters in a bar. One is complaining that his ear was modeled wrong, and that it was larger than the other. The other also complained about something, but I can't quite remember.

      One of the guys at the bar looks back at them and tells them to quiet down. The two were making a lot of noise and he looked pretty peeved.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    3. Day 39 --> Day 44: A Change Of Attitude

      by , 03-30-2018 at 05:32 AM (An Insomniac's Dream Journal)
      Yes it's been five days.

      On days 39 to 42 I pretty much fell asleep at the same time (11:30 PM) and woke up at the same time (7:00 AM) so nothing much there. They were not very eventful honestly as I was really busy with homework and family issues I can't exactly discuss. Nevertheless, I have sought to change this.

      About a few days ago, I read up on Fryingman's Unified Theory of Lucid Dreaming post and Twoshadows' Dream Journal before going to bed. I'm implementing Fryingman's awareness and reflectiveness principles in order to feel more 'present' in my dreams, thus leading to a higher chance for lucid dreams. And what do you know, that leads us to Day 43, the day I took back my starring role in my dreams. Because ironically, even in my wildest dreams, you still have to work for what you want.



      Day 43:

      Fell asleep at: 12:00 AM

      Woke up at: 7:20 AM


      Dream 54: A Robot Named Chew & Crap, Forgot My Belt...

      Mom's driving, I'm in the large black car. It looks like we're driving back from school, towards where the bridge over the canal seems to be. I'm watching something on my tablet, a cartoon very much in the style of Danny Phantom or Fairly Oddparents.

      A humanoid, muscular man-like robot is spouting some menacing dialogue. His voice is deep, almost like a deeper take on Grim's voice in how he talks. In particular, he seems to be talking about his teeth, and the chomping power they possess. The little girl (Who he's apparently talking to) asks him if he can drink water or fluids. He reprimands her by saying, "Of course! That's what the pink tooth is for!"

      In an attempt to gauge out my mom's reaction to any of this, I always have one eye focused on the screen, and one on my mom. Right after she hears the 'pink tooth' bit, she looks back with this sort of half-shocked, half-disgusted pace. I immediately get flustered by that and just focus my attention on the scenery.

      My mom parks in a nondescript building near the canal, in the general area where an apartment complex should be. We get off and I notice something:

      One: It's early morning, and kind of chilly, as well as humid.

      And Two: I forgot my belt.


      "Ah--dang it! I forgot my belt..." I rush back to the car, trying to hold up my pants, and tell my mom the news. I have the faintest feeling that she has gone back to the house before to pick something up earlier on, and right after that my mom tells me she'll get my belt.

      As she's leaving she tells me to sit down in front of the building until she comes back. Looking below me, I see a wet puddle, and I briefly reconsider that notion. "It looked like it might've rained earlier in the morning." I thought to myself.

      Then, out of the blue, I see my two puppies, Nemo and Kleo. They walk out of the building, jump around on my legs for a little bit, and go back inside, playing with an old woman (Who actually kinda reminds me of my grandma).


      Dream 55: More Random Nonsense

      Some dream with a Terraria aesthetic. I don't remember much about it, honestly...


      Dream 56: Huddle 'Round...Me!

      I'm in an orange-walled house. I'm sitting down in an awesome large wooden desk, using the laptop. My sister is crouching down next to me, and so is her boyfriend.

      A whole lot of my family is there, actually. Though I can't recall any specifics.



      Day 44:

      Fell asleep at: 11:40 PM

      Woke up at: 7:10 AM


      Dream 56: More like Google Instant Transmission...

      I remember being with my brother a lot in this dream, even though we had a particularly intense argument that day, but that's not what I'm concerned about.

      So, my and my brother are deciding where to go to on our trip. We pull up Google Maps on my phone and start selecting designations at random. I particularly remember going to some Middle Eastern "beach" area with one beautiful sunset.
      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable , side notes
    4. Day 37 & 38: Picking Up

      by , 03-25-2018 at 05:57 AM (An Insomniac's Dream Journal)
      Day 37:

      Fell asleep at: 11:30 PM

      Woke up at: 7:10 AM


      Dream 45: Scarlet Red Dress

      I'm touring the streets of some sort of rustic, European city; though it definitely reminded me of Spain more than anything. Walking the cobblestone streets, I find a beautiful girl coming out of some nondescript boutique. She had black, curly hair, slightly tannish skin, and was wearing a red dress.

      As if straight out of a schmaltzy romance flick, I immediately pull her aside and start dancing. We were dancing for about 5 minutes straight, and I gotta admit, it was pretty fun (And, well, you know...). The dream then shifts to something I wish to forget.


      Dream 46: Monkey Business

      My sister and I are, again, caught in another perilous driving situation. She's driving a really big truck, about the size of a schoolbus (and twice as wide), while driving on an incredibly narrow street.

      Through this colonia, my sister finds a way to make things worse. There's a schoolbus right in front of us, but we were too late to stop ourselves from crashing into it. Instead of students, however, a flurry of chimps are pouring out of the bus. The noise they make is so shrill and so loud that it wakes me up entirely. Turns out it was the fire alarm that was making that horrible noise.


      Day 38:

      Fell asleep at: 12:00 AM

      Woke up at: 10:00 AM


      Dream 47: Kev' In Da' Shop

      Well this came outta nowhere. In some random coffee shop, I'm sitting in my table alongside a couple of unidentifiable DCs, when Kevin Hart walks in through the door. I don't question it, though, and I stare at him blankly.

      He walks over to the magazine rack and starts talking. I think he's doing a skit, but I can't quite remember what he was talking about. He was walking around, cracking jokes, and just generally having a good time.


      Dream 48: Sun's Song

      I'm in the living room, just minding my own business. My mom and dad are preparing to go to bed, so they both go into their room and leave me alone in the living room.

      As I'm sitting on the couch, I notice something peculiar. The sun has already begun to rise. "That's weird." I say to myself. I go over to my room to ask my brother what time it was: 2 o' clock.

      Immediately I rush outside, telling my brother to bring his phone. In the process of getting out of my house, the sun has risen and set in a matter of seconds.

      Once I get there, I notice it is extremely windy. My brother brought my two puppies with him, too. They looked hilarious what with the wind blowing all the fur on their face to the side and them sticking their tongues out.


      Dream 49: Hotel Construction

      A timelapse of a beachfront hotel plays out. For about 5 minutes, I see the entire construction progress. Oddly enough, it was all done in Minecraft.

      The perspective then switches to a first-person POV, my POV. I'm talking to my dad about something I can't quite remember, but I remember feeling a little bit down after that conversation. The sun was setting, and so I decided to walk into the hotel myself.

      Inside, I spot my brother and my mom, and I also decide to chat with them. It wasn't exactly uplifting either, and I only wound up feeling a bit more melancholic after it.


      Dream 50: Hot Demon Girl

      Playing Doom 2016 when a cutscene pops up. There's this attractive looking lady, about in her 20s, in this gray and dusty hallway. She is slowly making her way towards me, and progressively getting more demon-like as she does so.

      I pay particularly close attention to her eyes, a muted gray color, yet representative of her beauty and humanity. Even as she gets more, frankly, disgusting, her eyes remain quite nice. The dream ends with her transformation into a full-blown demon.
    5. Day 35: Dud

      by , 03-22-2018 at 05:36 AM (An Insomniac's Dream Journal)
      Day 35:

      Fell asleep at: 11:00 PM

      Woke up at: 6:30 AM


      Dream 42: Zombie Run

      Daytime. School grounds. My vision is slightly impaired as the dream is noticeably more "cloudy" than the ones that came previous. Though that lies more in the fact that I had woken up and went back to sleep afterward. My mom goes inside the office building (Which is in the exact wrong location by the way) and tells me to stay outside while she holds a meeting.

      I divert over to the side of the building, going straight, when something alarming catches my eye. Four guys wearing zombie makeup and carrying machine guns are standing right on top of the roof of the school. I'm a bit frazzled by this, and I'm stuck in the middle of asking why they're there and just plain wanting to get out of there.

      I ask the one closest to the edge, "Hey, what's with the getup?'' And he responds, "The Zombie Run, dude. It's going to start in a few hours, we're thinking we could...give them a good scare." For some reason seeing four shady looking guys armed to the teeth with explosives doesn't immediately make me want to run away, instead I just say "Oh yeah, that thing." and we went our separate ways.

      I come across two ginormous 18-wheelers behind the building. It seems an old man and his grandson are bickering about something. The grandpa in particular. As I approach him, he gets off his truck and asks me to help set up for the Zombie Run. Seeing no way out of this old man's request, I respectfully take his offer. He then hilariously scolds his grandson, telling him that this 'total stranger' was more willing to cooperate with him than his own grandson.

      I would then come to realize why his grandson didn't want him around.

      Later that night, he and I took a ride in his truck. The street looks vaguely similar to the one in my town. The grandpa is now completely hammered and is now taking the wheel, with a random student in the passenger seat. He is completely out of it, almost bordering on falling asleep, when I realize we're headed straight for another truck.

      "Right! Go right!" I yell in his ear. He just barely woke himself up and swerved to the right, avoiding a collision with said truck.


      Dream 43: Billiards

      I'm at what's "supposed" to be my house, a large wooden building that looks more like those 'things' they have at certain parks. I can't quite remember. I'm wanting to play video games on the large flatscreen TV in the living room, but my sister pulls me aside and says she wishes to watch home movies. Due to some personal reasons I won't get into, I deny it, and make up an excuse as for why I should get to play in the living room. Her request unlocked a sort of hate/sadness emotion within me, and I just wanted it to be over with.

      She is getting visibly more irritated as I go on.

      I say, "How about some gambling, huh? Every time you come over you just 'have' to bring a chalupa board with you do ya?"

      I finally get the memo, and just decide to plug in my stuff elsewhere.
    6. Day 34 & 1/2: ""Midday"" Nap

      by , 03-21-2018 at 05:04 AM (An Insomniac's Dream Journal)
      Day 34 & 1/2:

      Fell asleep at: 7:50 PM

      Woke up at: 10:30 PM


      I tried to induce a WILD as I was falling asleep, but then I got too excited and ended up postponing my sleep ten minutes ahead. I decided it was better to just leave it up to a couple mantras before I went to sleep. And, prepare yourself, this entry is going to go real dark real quick.

      Dream 40: Wonder Science

      Me and my family were coming back from HEB when we see a large van with about a thousand large cables running out of it. A large scientist-type figure (Who just vaguely resembled my old Chemistry sub) comes riding on his bicycle, which I can only assume gives power to some of his instruments inside the van.

      He gives us a lecture about the power of following your dreams, how he's currently doing, and tells us to do the same. He calls his particular brand of science "wonder science", in reference to how he researches and tests things that he is passionate/wondrous about. He hands us all business cards and then the dream ended.



      Dream 41: This is where it gets dark.

      Again, my increased daytime awareness has almost completely transferred into my dreams. It really feels like I'm there and that I at least have partial control over my surroundings. My vision is also no longer as blurry, a tell-tale sign of awareness.

      So, I'm in my sister's room, just talking to her about...Well, I can't quite remember. I even notice that my elbow is very pink-ish, and I joke about myself being a half-gum-half-man hybrid. In any case, I come to realize one of the pillows has three blood stains on it. I ask my sister about it, and when she turns around, I knew exactly what was going on.

      She had three cut marks on the underside of her arm. She told me something about how, specifically, she does this, and I immediately tune her out. I don't need 'that' in my life, I'm gonna go see if someone can help. I go out the door in a terrified stupor, and then the dream ended.


      Dream 42: Miscellaneous Nonsense

      A bunch of random, interconnected chaos. One scene has me (Along with two other friends of mine) descending a large well. I pull out an HUD similar to most video game creation tools and build platforms below me as I go down the long, winding well.

      In the bottom of the well lies a magma dome. A large, circular platform made of solidified magma surrounded by a lake of lava. For some reason, the temperature doesn't kill me within 20 seconds of being exposed. I have to connect three 'keys' into this large black obelisk before the lava rises. I do just that, plugging in three stone keys into their designated slots.

      I am then booted into a dark hotel room. I see silhouettes, but I can't quite make out who it is exactly. I'm guessing a man, about adult age, just sitting around in his chair.
    7. Day 34: Cheese Gods and Betrayals

      by , 03-20-2018 at 11:14 PM (An Insomniac's Dream Journal)
      Day 34:

      Fell asleep at: 7:00 PM/ 11:30 PM/ 3:30 PM

      Woke up at: 10:00 PM/3:20 AM/6:30 AM


      Dream 38: Butter-y Cheese Sandwich

      I'm at a party with a bunch of other people from my school. I make my way towards an exceptionally odd room; A stone hall with what looks to be a sky blue haze surrounding it. There are a bunch of other people lying on the floor, waiting around for someone to arrive. I too decide to lay on the floor until this somebody walks in.

      My friend (I can't remember which one exactly) comes through the same door I went through. He brought a couple big bags of MacDonald's and handed everybody their food. He tosses a grilled cheese my way, and since I never turn down a good meal, I eat it then and there.

      The sandwich was... annoying to deal with. For some reason, the cheese felt more than content to just slip and slide all over the place. A couple globs even fell to the floor as I tried to eat it.



      Dream 38 & 1/2: Cheese God

      I'm touring some Mexican city when I come across a large statue in the image of a pudgy, jolly man. For some reason, my mind automatically associates him with cheese, and I dub him the Mexican God of Cheese. Yep.

      This fragment could be part of something else entirely, but since it still has something to do with cheese, I decided to group it up with Dream 38.


      Dream 39: Tough Cookie

      Again, a third person narration dream. I'm looking at this undercover agent who's looking to capture and arrest a certain infamous drug lord. The drug lord in question is a blonde, tired eyed, and deceptively two-faced individual.

      She never reveals her name, and takes the agent on a tour through the city. Once she has him in an unknown location, she reveals her true colors and traps the guy in the sewers, as she waits for hunger and fatigue to wipe him out.

      Her 'right-hand woman', a pudgy blonde woman with a hearty demeanor, talks her into leaving town. Given their interactions, I'm willing to guess that the two have some sort of romantic interest in each other, which would be cute if it weren't for the fact that they basically left someone for dead...

      But in any case, the two speed off towards the horizon in a motorcycle and the two get away Scot free.

      The perspective then switches to me, myself, walking with my family over to the car. I'm talking to my dad about something I can't quite remember. Something about art.

      It did feel like I was IN the dream this time, so progress is definitely being made.

      Updated 03-21-2018 at 12:10 AM by 93490

      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment , side notes
    8. Day 32 --> Day 33: ...

      by , 03-20-2018 at 05:13 AM (An Insomniac's Dream Journal)
      Day 32:

      Fell asleep at: 1:00 AM

      Woke up at: 9:00 AM


      Dream 36: Blank

      No luck. Despite my involvement in the Spring comp., I came out of this with little to no recollection of my dreams. Maybe I'll get it next time.



      Day 33:

      Fell asleep at: 11:30 PM

      Woke up at: 6:30 AM


      Dream 37: No Luck.

      Nothing. I was so pumped up for an LD last night, but I came out with nothing to show for it. Not a single dreamlet, fragment, or full-on dream. It'd be kinda hard to say I'm not disappointed with myself for that.


      I'm planning on fixing this by being more observant of my surroundings. Not necessarily ADA, but something close. I find it easier to have an LD when it feels like I'm really 'IN' the dream itself, as if my regular thought patterns are implanted in non LDs. I once got to a point where my dreams were too good to write out in their entirety, so this'll be a cinch.

      I really need to get on the ball soon. Can't procrastinate with something like this.
      Categories
      non-lucid , side notes
    9. Day 26 --> Day 31: One Heck of a Backlog

      by , 03-17-2018 at 11:45 PM (An Insomniac's Dream Journal)
      Nine whole months since I joined this forum and I'm still a terrible procrastinator. Now you see why my User Title is the "Master Procrastinator?" So, to all future dream journal bingers out there, PLEASE don't miss more than three days of consecutive dream journalling. It really does do a number on your recall and motivation in general.


      Day 26:

      Fell asleep at: 2:30 AM

      Woke up at: 9:15 AM


      Dream 26: Pizza House Party

      Going over to the counter (Which has been removed in real life but not in the dream), I pick up four slices of pizza. They have a store-bought cardboard tray, but the pizza itself is restaurant-tier. I go back to the couch along with my dad, and it seems like the couches and coffee table are arranged correctly. I didn't make the connection between the two (The counter being in the wrong place but the furniture in the correct order), which no doubt would've made a solid LD.

      I'm not quite satisfied yet. I decide to go get some of the last pizza before everybody else does. Now there's even more pizza on the counter. Everybody else goes to get some more pizza, and I end up only getting about two slices. I think to myself, "Well, I already ate four slices, so..." and just accept it.

      I briefly chow down on my second helping. I go over to throw my plate away when I bump into a little white machine with a GPS monitor on it, which is situated in front of my mom's room. My dad tells me to be careful. Guy's got foot problems, and I figured whatever it was, he didn't want me touching. I walk away from it so that I wouldn't be held responsible for it.



      Day 27:

      Fell asleep at: 1:00 AM

      Woke up at: 8:00 AM


      Dream 27: Jostled by the Mob

      Exiting out of the hallways, I make my way into a little outdoor area within my school. An influx of students exit from all sides, all 600+ of them. All of us are headed straight for the staircase outside of the band hall.

      Once we get there, I begin to get jostled by a whole bunch of M's friends. I even see the girl who looks an awful lot like my friend's sister, who's the only face I can remember. We all sit down on the stairs that somehow stretch all the way across the building. Some guy is singing an overly emotional song about...something I can't quite remember.

      He starts picking out people from the audience to sing along, meanwhile I bust out a calculator that can somehow run GBA-era Pokemon games. Nice. The guy next to me sees what I'm doing, and motions the singer to point at me. He then stares at me playing Pokemon on my calculator and stares at it instead. He then pulls out a calculator and I begin to tink he wants to know how I got it done. Jokes on him, I ain't telling.


      Day 28:

      Fell asleep at: 4:00 AM

      Woke up at: 11:00 AM


      Dream 28: Uh...Pups?

      A short one. I dreamt that Nemo and Cleo took the forms of two overly large bugs, both yellow in color. I still tried to put them in their cage though.



      Dream 29: HANDS OFF, MAN.

      I'm in an unknown house. My brother is lying on the floor, minding his own business. The both of us are talking about joining a club or something when he does the unthinkable. The guy gets up, walks over to me, and crushes my babymaker something fierce. You can tell how much I wanted to kill my DC brother after that...

      Dream 30: AGAIN?!

      I was on the couch, just barely waking up from a dream. My dad and my brother are pacing around the couch, wondering who's gonna take out the pups. My dad elects my brother, who then elects me. I have this stupid half-smiling, half asleep look on my face, trying to convince them that I'm still asleep. I pull out my phone, confident that they'd be none of the wiser. Then my brother kicks me hard, again, in the one bone that matters. You can tell how much I REALLY wanted to kill him after that... Thankfully it was just a dream, so no harm done.



      Day 29 & 30:

      Fell asleep at: 1:00 AM

      Woke up at: 9:00 AM


      Dreams 31 & 32: Nothing

      Fragments again.



      Day 31:

      Fell asleep at: 4:00 AM

      Woke up at: 1:00 AM


      Dream 33: The Rich Get Asylum

      Another narration dream, this time starring the voice of DiGi Valentine. In a corrupt, poverty-stricken city, the ones raking in the dome are the owners of an insane asylum. Extortion, money laundering, and exploitation are their main methods of making money.



      Dream 34: T'was A Mirage

      I look at the TV, astounded by the fact. My 5-6 year old copy of Super Mario Galaxy 2, scratched to hell and back, is finally functional! Everything is just how I remember it. I grab the controller, but I don't like how loud it is. I lower the volume on my TV using the buttons installed on the TV itself, and then immediately, the game crashes. And then I crash, emotionally. I hate this.


      Dream 35: Shirtless and Witless

      I start off in a computer lab, the room darkened accompanied with the busying sound of keyboards clacking. The dismissal bell signals the end of the school day. I get up and go through the hallway to the school parking lot. But then I realize something, both my pants and my shirt are missing, leaving me with semi-translucent red underwear.

      It was bitterly cold, and I rushed back to class, using my backpack to cover up my half-naked self. Unfortunately for me, the teacher was still in the class. I went to my desk and grabbed my shirt and pants and put them on before she noticed. I waved a polite goodbye and left in relief.
    10. Day 22, 23, and 24: Nothing, Then A Nightmare

      by , 03-10-2018 at 02:52 PM (An Insomniac's Dream Journal)
      Day 22, 23, and 24:

      Fell asleep at: 11:30

      Woke up at: 7:00


      Dream 22, 23, and 24:

      All of them were not really dreams in the slightest. Just random images.



      Day 25:

      Fell asleep at: 11:30

      Woke up at: 7:30


      Dream 25: I Now Know My Greatest Fear

      Walking around the band hall, it seems people are preparing for the parade that's going on today. Pfft, losers. THIS GUY doesn't need to go...

      But I should learn to keep my big mouth shut...

      I find my way to Band Hall #3, where the uniforms for the percussionists are being stored. Mocking them, I told them "Good luck with the parade, and don't get horse crap on your shoes."

      Walking outside the room, I notice something a bit peculiar...


      My right foot has now been TWISTED inward. You know that thing that happens when you get a cramp and your toes forcefully move themselves in either direction? Well that was me. But with my whole foot.

      I have to get to an ambulance.

      I hobble on one foot, desperately clutching the other as I try to make my way towards my mom's car. My reading teacher acknowledges my situation, but stoppes making fun of me when she sees me collapse on the floor.

      Now my entire JAWLINE is forcefully pushed to the left. I can't speak, can't move, and now I can't even see--as my vision quickly turns tunnel. For ten whole seconds I am in the worst, most painful, most powerless state I have ever been in.

      And then the dream ended
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      Tags: paralyzed, school
      Categories
      non-lucid , nightmare , memorable
    11. Day 21: Tension Rising

      by , 03-07-2018 at 06:09 AM (An Insomniac's Dream Journal)
      No Nobodies here, I promise.

      Fell asleep at: 11:30 PM

      Woke up at: 6:00 AM



      Dream 21: Crisis Averted

      Outside school grounds, midday. A group of people I'm looking at are cornering a blonde girl outside the courtyard. All of them are wielding SOME sort of blunt weapon (Stick, baseball bat, etc.) and are closing in on the frightened girl. They plan to beat her up, and I pull one of them aside and ask them why they would even think of doing something like this.

      I get a response that can best be described as "Why not?", and further close in on her. I manage to talk them out of it at the last minute, saving the lady. She runs away as fast as she can, saying thank you as she runs by.
      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    12. Day 20: 20/20

      by , 03-06-2018 at 04:47 AM (An Insomniac's Dream Journal)
      Fell asleep at: 11:30 PM


      Woke up at: 6:30 AM



      Dream 20: Damn QTE's...

      Laying on my bed during the daytime, early morning I'd guess. I'm playing a sort of Heavy Rain styled game on my 3DS with a zombie apocalypse setting. My character is limping away from a horde of zombies as both of his legs are broken. The button prompts are faded and move around on screen, obscuring my vision as I try to determine what button it wants me to press.

      For some reason, I had a really terrible time trying to get past the QTEs. I distinctly remember my character getting chomped on by zombies two times because of failed/missed button prompts. I got real pissed off and just turned the game off afterwards.


      This is one dream I really wish I had gotten lucid in, honestly. The morning sky, vivid imagery, and near life-like setting would have been an amazing world to play around in. It could have very easily turned into a level four lucid dream if I tried.
    13. Day 19: The Empire Strikes Back

      by , 03-03-2018 at 11:19 PM (An Insomniac's Dream Journal)
      Oh lord...


      Day 19:


      Fell asleep at: 10:30 AM

      Woke up at: 3:30 PM


      Pre-Dream:

      Before falling asleep proper, I tried my hand at a nap-induced WILD. I ended up getting too anxious and couldn't do the WILD proper, mostly because the prospect of an LD was too exciting for me to handle. My heartbeat was the fastest it had ever beat in its life.

      I did manage to get my legs and arms numb, and I did manage to hear one or two auditory hallucinations, but I finally stopped when my brother got at the pups.



      Dream 18: Nice Guys Don't Play These Games

      Me and a cousin of mine are scampering through this dark, ginormous house. It's nighttime, of course, and we quickly make our way into the building.

      My cousin hops towards a bunk bed in one of the bedrooms and makes himself at home. He tells me to block/barricade the door before the 'others' get here.

      Being the upstanding, dedicated nice guy that I am, I ask him why we're doing this to begin with, and refuse to lock the door. This could be someone's property, and I don't feel like pissing off an entire family and getting charged for it.

      I should have spoke a lot sooner, though, as a terrifying presence forces both of us to run away again. We make our way through the backyard...Then the dream ended.




      Dream 19: Reference Sheet

      I'm looking over a character reference sheet for some video game, either Fallout or Overwatch. The character in question is an old, African American detective with a patched trenchcoat, gray hair, and a cigar in his mouth.

      He has the same tired eyes that characters like Brock and Majin Buu have, as well. There's also a diagram that has a picture of his younger self, complete with black, greasy hair, and his old self.

      Updated 03-03-2018 at 11:22 PM by 93490

      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment , side notes
    14. Day 18 and 19: Vivid Burst

      by , 03-03-2018 at 04:55 PM (An Insomniac's Dream Journal)
      Day 18:


      Fell asleep at: 10:30 PM

      Woke up at: 6:40 AM


      Dream 14: For Dear Life

      I remember exiting out of my grandma's neighborhood during the dead of night. My brother and brother-in-law and I are sitting in the backseat of an oversized truck, which my sister is driving.

      None of us are wearing our seatbelts, nor did I find any around. I'm clinging onto my seat as my sister swerves around town. The seat is straight metal, so even trying to maintain a grip is impossible. We stopped by a water fountain as a red light mercifully saved me from falling off the car.



      Dream 15: Expected Laziness

      I'm in an unidentifiable interior setting. It resembles a library, combined with some sort of coffee shop. It seems some people from school are preparing for a race.

      All of them are getting into position, and I manage to sneak my way past them and into another room. Two people I know are there, N.Rio and Mike. Both of them are sitting on a black couch in front of a window. Looking out the window, there was another white cuboidal building off in the distance.

      N.Rio and Mike are both on their phones. And since mine was (And still is) broken, I just stared at what they were watching. I remember coming across as awkward and nosy, but beyond that there wasn't much else.



      Dream 16: Rolling Chairs are Awesome

      Now it's lunchtime. Talking to some DCs, I bring up the undeniable fact that rolling chairs are the best thing one could ask for. To demonstrate my point, I tell them I can get from place to place without even getting out of my chair. My destination? The other side of the cafeteria.

      Rolling around at the speed of sound, I race my way past the cluttered cafeteria and to a table where the lunch ladies are sitting, across from where I was at. I hand them my chair, pretending that there's something wrong with it, and I ask them if I can go to the restroom. I guess I thought it was weird that I'd show up there for no reason and head back, so I improvised a reason for doing so when I got there.




      Day 19:


      Fell asleep at: 4:00 AM

      Woke up at: 7:30 AM


      Dream 17: Dang it...

      I remember having a really vivid dream today, but my two puppies woke me up so I forgot all about it. They bark when they're hungry, thirsty, angry, happy, jealous, or when they feel anything at all.
    15. Day 15, 16, 17: Slow Nights

      by , 03-01-2018 at 03:26 PM (An Insomniac's Dream Journal)
      Day 15 and 16:

      Fell asleep at: 11:00 PM

      Woke up at: 6:45 AM


      Dream 11 and 12:

      Both of them were a no dream phenomenon. I literally can't remember anything that happened during those nights.




      Day 17:

      Fell asleep at: 12:30 AM

      Woke up at: 8:00 AM


      Dream 13: I ain't leaving without my food...

      It's a cozy Saturday night at my grandma's house. Unfortunately, my entire Video Game Design class is there. I know it's some sort of meeting, but I'm not quite sure.

      They're looking to get some food from this box. I don't now of it was donuts, but they got all of it before I did. I'm bummed, of course, but I let one of the girls get the donut anyway, since she also hadn't eaten in a while.


      I go over to the fridge (Which is in the complete opposite direction than real life) to get a snack. I managed to swipe a tiny little cereal box from the pink tray. Sadly, there's no milk to go along with it. I found a spoon, but no milk.
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