non-lucid

Still playing catch-up...
Dead sleep between 12:30a-7:30a
Alarm attempt for a 8:30 alarm to DEILD. Too sleepy, turned it off and passed out.
Wake-up alarm at 10:45. Too sleepy, passed out (lol )
Woke up on my own at 11:40a.

As such, not too many memories recalled from my dreams, other than listening to an answering machine and expecting to hear one from Darren. I can't remember why I expected there to be one, but hey there was, and he was thanking me for the birthday message I gave him.

I also remember lots of hanging out with people. It's all so vague!

A lame night of reading forums and watching my mum play warcraft.

I KNOW, RIGHT?

Decided to only go with 1.5hrs of sleep this morning. Partly out of stupidity, but maybe the REM re-bound will be awesome later for DEILD attempts, who knows?

So, what was interesting was to see just what the first 90 minute phase of sleep (thus, the first REM phase) was like, because I often don't recall it at all.

There wasn't any kind of substantial dream. It was really hazy/misty. I'm not sure if it's because my BF wouldn't leave me alone while I tried to sleep (you can take that for what you will! ), and thus I wasn't sleeping as deeply as I could have been...

I fell asleep thinking about the Beatles, so my hazy dream was basically an image of the Beatles. It was trying to take on a life of its own, but that part definitely couldn't because of boyfriend sabotage.

Darren's Message
I was in a park, with Darren. He was conducting a small orchestra. He tells me when I hear [something], it’s a message from him. I can’t remember WTF that something was, but it had to do with the song he was playing.

Craft time with Darren
I was chatting with Darren while we were doing some kind of crafts project. Notably, when he's come in dreams in the past, he's usually just imparting some kind of fatherly advice to me, but this time was the first time we chatted freely about things. I remember saying something about how he gets to see how much I suck at crafts. He mentioned something about being Canadian (in hindsight, I should have smacked him for that!). Instead, I told him that going way back through my heritage, I'm also Scottish, just like he would be. Overall, we were having a good laugh and I felt really relaxed and happy. The ribbon I was working with fell apart into about 50 different ribbons. Darren had to help me tie it all back together.

NON-DREAM DREAM DREAM COMMENTS DREAM SIGNS

A Birthday Visit (Non-lucid)

I was sitting on a bench in a busy area (there were a lot of people around. There were white floors, white walls. Felt like a train station or an airport or something. It was a very big area!), talking with Darren (yayyy, I haven't seen him in forever!). We were going along a list of things, comparing them for similarities. It had to do with dreams and thoughts. Like I would say, "Do you remember dreaming about this?" or "Do you remember thinking this?"

When I was done, Darren asked me what the comparisons meant. I put my forehead against his and said, "It means, we haven't managed to share a dream yet; but I think I've somehow managed to tap into your subconscious."

"Hmm!" Darren replied, sounding sort of surprised and intrigued.

Took 3mcgs of melatonin at 8am. Went to bed at 9:30. I woke up around 1:30p to use the washroom and tried to focus on a goal to fall back to sleep with. Parents and boyfriend were making the ceiling creek above my head, which was causing me to stay awake. I'm beginning to wonder if I can't think about anything at all while I'm trying to fall back to sleep while I'm on melatonin. Two days now, I have only managed to fall back to sleep by doing some quiet-mind meditation.

Recall kind of blows today
Mostly just random scenes fused together. No plots. I didn't make any notes, so I'll just write what I can.

#1
I was standing at a train platform at night. This shady-looking guy with his hoodie pulled down low over his eyes comes onto the platform. The dream flashes and I'm sitting at my computer reading Raven's DJ. She wrote that she was attacking the guy, when I entered. She wrote that I transformed into Sailor Moon, but ultimately got deafeated because I got a little too cocky in my dream control skills (aren't as good as I thought they were, I guess!).

#2
On a train platform again. Things are not as they seem and keep turning/morphing into other things.

#3
A woman is blowing out car tires with a gun. She runs away. I'm a police officer, with my gun drawn, pursuing her.

That's all I got

It's hard to guage the times this morning, because I woke up alot over the course of the night.

10:30am
FA. I woke up, and checked my watch. I somehow slept in until 2pm! At first, I was upset, because I wanted to reset myself back to days (even if I have to switch yet again on Saturday). I vaguely thought, "No, that can't be right." I woke up for real and saw that it was 10:30am. One day, I might learn to use a FA to my advantage

10:30a-10:45a
Hannah and Rudy, sitting in a tree...
I was hanging out with Hannah. She was telling me there's someone she likes. She pointed out this guy who was an albino (and had slightly reddish eyes). I had a false memory tell me that was Policeman-Rudy. My brain was confused. Rudy doesn't look like that!

[Field of WTF]
I'm observing Rudy and his partner in a field. It was snowy (and presumably cold, but I don't ever feel things in my dreams) They were checking up on people. They passed this one homeless guy who was huddled down and sleeping. Rudy told his partner to get the guy a blanket.

They kept going, and saw these two guys who were just generally looking like they were up to no good. The one cop started cuffing the one guy and Rudy was about to cuff the other. The second cuffee made a bird-like cawing sound.

I looked off into the distance and saw this bird swoop in. It was a large and very exotic bird. It came down to eye level with me and hovered, beating its wings. We stared at each other, and I reached out slowly and pet its underbelly. It was okay with that.

I saw the cuffee use the distraction to attempt a getaway. I seemed to be the only person to see it. Do I chase and tackle him? I'm a bit confused at what happened, but it ended up not playing out.

There were a group of people around now, looking at this bird. I said, "I pet it, and it didn't try to bite me, not like this dog is doing." I suddenly had this gnawing puppy on my finger. I dangled him in the air, and asked, "What kind of dog is this?" Aidan (where did he come from?) told me what breed it was. Tamika (where did SHE come from?!!) then asks me for the time. I pulled my turtle necklace out and she told me it doesn't have a clock on it. I said I didn't know what time it was...

Some Fragments
Staff Meeting
I was in a classroom, late for a staff meeting. It seemed like everyone had gotten these scratch tickets and pick 3 numbers, and I missed out on getting some. I asked Kirby about it, and at first, he thought I was suspiciously trying to get an edge up, but I said I just got here. This woman came 'round with a tray. She said I could have 1 of each scratch ticket and a chocolate bar.

Affairs
I don't remember much about this, other than recognizing that people were kissing others that weren't their partners.

80's yoga
I encountered some women doing yoga poses in horrendous looking 80's spandex workout outfits.

Should I re-dye my hair?
I was looking in a mirror and wondered if, when I get my roots touched up, should I refresh the entire colour? My hair looked fine, but I noticed the red was looking a little brassy. I looked in another mirror and saw that the red was completely gone, and I was left with this horrible orangey-blond hair (dream sign = colour-changing hair).

I waited a bit too long to actually write these dreams off my notes, so they might seem a little choppy

10:00a-2:00p
Train tipping
I was with a bunch of people on a train car. We were all going to this sushi party. The train, however, broke down in the middle of the track. Everyone stood up and someone shouts, "Tip the train!!" and everyone starts jumping in spot, then throwing themselves onto one side of the train.

My friend, Susanna, was sitting in the seat in front of me. She and I could see that the train operator was really frustrated with people trying to tip the train car over, especially since he was trying to fix it and get it running again. We started shouting at people, telling them to stop being jackasses and stop trying to tip the train, but it's 2 against 20

I go over to this other seat, where another new friend of mine was laughing with a couple of her friends. She was a pretty asian girl (possibly Asuka, Mosh?) [Backtrack: Earlier in the dream, I was getting along with her really well]. I told her she shouldn't partake in tipping the train and she brushed me off and said I wasn't fun. I persisted, and she tried to shut me up by sticking her finger in my mouth so I couldn't talk. I lightly bit her finger so she'd stop.

It didn't hurt her, in fact, then she showed me by biting down on her own finger (pretty hard) that it doesn't bother her. I left her alone.

[Sushi Place]
We get to the sushi place and one guy announces that there's going to be an eating contest! How much sushi can you eat in 25 minutes or something. I thought that was kind of a travesty. Sushi is meant to be ate slow and savoured, because it's so damn delicious! I get my plate, and my sushi is all covered in traditional japanese tempura. I think it's a bit odd. I get up out of my seat and black out (I might have woke up, I'm not sure).

[Doing the laundry]
I come back from my black out and I notice that I missed my sushi. Everyone is gone and so is my food. Jack is waiting for me, and I get upset at him that he didn't save me any

I look around for left over food to hoard. I find muffins and some other things and cram them into tupperware to take home.

I'm in a laundry room (the one in my basement suite, which is shared with our kitchen), and there's an array of oils and spices across the top of the washer and dryer. Jack notices is laid out alphabetically, cos Z is at the right end. I tell him there's no A at the left end.

This chick (from the bus, my false memory tells me) comes down stairs and hands me a sweaty, damp track suit. She asks me if I can wash it for her. I do so. Then, the Asian girl comes back, and we're chatting all friendly again, but I feel tense because we fought earlier, and I felt so bad for it.

2:00p-4:45p (alarm)
I sabotaged my own recall. As I was recalling the dream and not taking notes quite yet, my mind started drifting off to other things and... yep. Ruined it all. Oh well.

Last fragment
I'm looking at a picture of me, standing on a roof. It is captioned with something like, "No child" or "Child not born yet." I then cross that out and write beside it something like, "There's a child now, and there's a custody battle." I'm now first person, on the roof, with my daughter (note: I don't have any kids IRL) standing just behind my leg. The father is standing about 10 feet from us. It feels like a stand off.

Part One
12:45p-1:30p
Family Fragment
Vague recall involving myself and both my brothers (Mike and Roger). Setting took place in the bistro of my work, and I can't remember anything beyond that. I have a vague recollection that they were helping me with something.

Part Two
So, I got a call from my co-worker at 5pm this evening, telling me my night shift worker is in the hospital. I had another nap this evening so I could work tonight.

~8:00p-12:00a
I'm late for work!
False awakening. I got a call from Carissa (my co-worker) on my cell asking me where I am and why I haven't shown up yet. I had accidentally overslept into my shift tonight

Dreaming about lucidity
I flew onto an old ship, kind of like an old schooner or a pirate ship of some sort. I "realized" that I was dreaming and thought, "Yay, I'm having a lucid dream, I can do what I want!" I jumped off the ship into the water. I had another false awakening, recalling this dream and then falling back to sleep. At no point during this dream did I feel lucid. I think I was dreaming about having a lucid dream

Something boring
I couldn't recall really what happened when I woke up for real (to my alarm), but I recall standing in a hallway and not much happening.

June 14, 2010

I had low recall today. When I woke up, I RC’d for a FA. I remember slipping in and out of HI, and I checked probably about 5 times. Unfortunately, this was killing off the dreams I’d had.

I did some interrogation of myself on possible people who came up, but there wasn’t much else I could recall.

10:00a-4:30p
Music class
Darren was teaching a music class of about 10 of us, possibly a bit less. I remember us all sitting around a room with our instruments as he was instructing.

I also recall him sitting at the piano with me, teaching me a song, and I was leaning up against him

5:30a-10:45a
Murder possible
I was first person, but not me. I was a woman named Jayne, and I was reading a letter I found on the table. The hand-writing was a bit hard to read, but it was left for me by the man who planned to murder me. The general gist of the letter (which was very eloquently written) was that he’d been visiting my house and watching me for a while. This was one last way to feel closer to me. I realized that by the tone of the letter, the murderer could be anyone. More apt to be someone intelligent looking and trustworthy, rather than a thug. This stayed with me for the rest of the dream.

New Receptionist
I was at work, and Sonya was quitting. I was chatting with Bobbi (who didn’t look like herself), who was upset because there wasn’t time to train anyone new from scratch. I thought maybe we could work out a deal with my company, and I could apply? Bobbi loved the idea.

Underwater Camera
I was on a cruise ship, helping my dad (who was the captain) rig up this neat camera/screen. People could look through the screen, and see underwater as the ship passed over it. We fed it through the tube once, and I couldn’t really see anything through the screen. We would have to feed it again.

I sent the camera down the tube and watched it go down on the screen. I was lying on my stomache and it felt like I was going down a waterslide. I immediately became self-conscious, as I was leaving myself vulnerable to attack from the murder, who could be anyone, anywhere.

I left the ship to find out where the camera ended up. There was a shallow pool with soapy water for people to clean their feet off in. It was a nice park. I thought about anchoring the camera up on something, but then thought, “But if the camera is anchored, how is the ship supposed to sail?”

Throwing out some garbage
I was at some bins behind a Zellers, dumping some garbage. Someone joined me there. As I was walking away, I thought, “That could have been the murderer!” and started to jog. It felt very free, rather than the “water-legs” I often get.

1:00a-5:40a
Fragments
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I got a phone call from Kirby (one of the office-bosses… there’s a lot of tiers of management in this company) asking me to do a project. He gave me a list of Scottish family names, and I had to do some research on their origins (I would SO enjoy this, if I really got assigned to do this at work. It’s not a security company kinda thing, though).
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I was supposed to accompany Mum on some shopping down the hill, but I also had to start work at 5pm. I took a long time getting ready to leave the house (it was already 2pm, and usually I start getting ready for work by 3pm), and I was feeling a bit panicked over making mum wait, shopping, and getting ready for work. I was afraid that if I went out, I would forget to get myself to work. And I have terrible amnesia in dreams.

5:40a-9:10a
Fragment
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Something about camping with a co-worker. Can't remember much else, cos I kept falling asleep between 9-10am. I managed to chain the camping element into each new dream, but it's all fuzzy now.

~11:30p-~6:30a
Times aren’t exact. Decided not to pay too much heed to recall today, so I basically just went to the washroom and straight back to sleep. I had a dream about my brother, Mike, in this time period, but I can’t remember what it was about.

6:30a-10:45a
A Date with a DC-Boyfriend
I was in a relationship with this DC that seemed to be a hybrid of Maxwell (the ex) and Kasey (the never-was). I remember there being lots of cuddling, for the most part. Like even sitting in a school class room and cuddling.

He was really interested in music and concerts, and he showed me his concert scheduled for July. I noticed that he has two solid weeks booked out in early July** (thought it was weird, but didn’t think much of it); I was searching for a specific date: July 28. I saw it was blocked out, so I asked, “Are you seeing Tim on the 28th?”

“Yeah, do you have tickets too?”

“Yep! Where are your seats?”

“3rd row, on the floor! Where are your seats?” he asks.

“Wayyyy in the back,” I reply.

“Well… let me see if I can convince my ‘date’ to trade with you. Then you can sit with me, and he can sit with your mum,”

So, he asked his friend (who turned out to be former-college-instructor-Jules) who totally had no problem in switching with me. He says, he’s seen Tim before, but this is a first time for me. Lucky!! I am totally overjoyed at this turn of events.

It’s concert day and I remember this weird, vague bit about climbing up this waist-high wooden platform and thinking, “Tim was just here.” OH! And it was covered in snow… in July… work that one out.

The concert was in a room… with gray carpeting and white walls. It looked like a converted classroom of sorts. There were only like 5 rows of people. And they were offering coffee from one of those Tassimo-like machines. I was somewhat late (not late enough to interrupt Tim) and I was trying to get some coffee.

There’s another random bit I remembered, but I don’t know where it fits in… where DC-boyfriend and are a cuddling again in a car… and I get a call from brother-Roger. He’s upset at me. We were out at a pet store, buying some toys and food for his cat, and he was asking for the “cat-baton,” that we bought. I pulled out this foot long, inch-diameter blue padded baton with a red bulb on the end. I’m… not really sure what it does… “What is he going to do with this??! Beat his cat with it?” I ask (I find this hysterical ).

**So, when I was still dreaming this, the two weeks of July didn't make sense. But as I was thinking about the dream while getting my coffee, it dawned on me. That's the Stampede! There's a free performance every night of the event, which is about two weeks long. Smart brain, smart!