Serenity's Silver Millennium

A nice, un-melatonin'ed sleep last night

11:30p-3:10a
Raiding
I was in a a raid with my Warcraft guild. I was all first person, and I was me, not a character Anyways, we were in a mine shaft, although it was quite well lit. I remember us finding our way around, and doing quite well at killing the mobs and bosses in there. After we downed the second to last boss, we were quite amazed at the fact that we one-shotted everything today.

I noticed I was straggling behind, so I ran to catch up. As I rounded a corner, I accidentally pulled a mob my guildmates hadn't bothered clearing. I must have been a priest or something, because it only took a couple of defense-less clobbers, and I was down, lol. I sort of blanked out on the beating. I rememeber watching the mob run at me; me shouting, "Careful guys, I accidentally pulled some friends, I'm going to die!"; blacking out, and falling to the ground. However, once I was on the ground, my eyes were open, I could see the dirt and the metal track for the mine cars, but I was paralysed (dead) and couldn't move. I heard my guild leader shout, "Let's get those mobs killed, and rez Serenity," (they actually called me Serenity, and not my real name).

I remember hearing one of the pallies say, "Don't worry, Seren, I got you."

Short WBTB
I knew I wasn't going to get a full sleep (I actually only had about 3 hours left in my night, at this point), but I thought I would do a quick thing, anyways. I sat on my couch and repeated to myself a few times to recognize that dreamy feeling. I imagined that feeling from my last dream. That weightless, yet fluidy motion. I reminded myself to recognize that feeling. Then, I told myself, once I get back in bed, it is meant for sleeping.

I fell asleep fairly quickly.

3:10a-6:00a
Out with Lily
Most of this is lost, but I remember Lily and I were just hanging out with each other. At 5:45a, my alarm rang so I could start my recall. I turned my alarm off and closed my eyes. I re-entered the dream, but I have to describe this, because normally, I don't remember the re-entry. It's a bit like the Pensive from Harry Potter. I saw my dream hovering and hazy before me, much like how daydreams are. Where, you are "in" them, but there always just before you, rather than around you. Then, much like dunking my head in the Pensive, the dream pulled me in and rushed around me, forming up. I lost awareness

Lily was sitting with her co-workers, in a park. They were trying to do a group picture. I realized I was in the shot, and I backed out to watch from the side.

Lily was sitting between two coworkers that were married to each other. The photgrapher asked my friend to kiss the guy. She did so, but she was EXTREMELY uncomfortable with it. There was no false pretenses or anything, but it was all really awkward, nonetheless. The group broke apart and the wife asked Lily to give her a hug. She kept saying, "No, let me hug you, my arms are longer than yours." As they compared arm lengths, my alarm dragged me back out of the dream.

I decided to snooze it for 10 minutes, and see if I could DEILD; knowing what my dream re-entry looks like, now Only, my brain started getting all caught up with the details of getting ready for work and out the door, so it ended up not happening. Ah well!

*NEW*
I believe this newly recalled bit happened in the 3am-6am stretch.

I was with my family, walking through a woodsy area. While the setting itself was unfamiliar, we stumbled upon a familiar set of houses. It is one of my old childhood houses! The siding on the wall is as hideous as I remember (brown vinyl on the first floor, off-white vinyl for the second floor. I know, you're sitting there asking yourself, "Why would someone DO that?!" I don't have an answer for you. They just did). All the houses looked abandoned and basically just left there to fall into disrepair.

I was trying to take pictures of the house with my cell phone camera, but the pictures kept coming out really terrible-looking. Either I couldn't get the full house in; or my finger was covering it; it was blurry, you name it. Mike was trying to grab my phone and take the picture himself. My dad was telling us to hurry up so we can leave.