Skygerobrian

01/14/2013
2:07am
short lucid bit

Sitting at the bottom of my old high school's bleachers. There were people from my old church and close family friends the Bs. I was sitting in an office chair flipping through old 3x5 photos when I came across one of Seth and Amber. In the dream they had once dated. In the photo they were sitting on pool rafts, being playful and slightly sinking. There was some others barely in the pic. I noticed that Amber looked really good in her bikini. She doesn't look bad now but she has aged a little. Then I noticed Seths hair which was almost shoulder length, wavy and had a big bald spot(He has never balded).

I was sitting next to Amber and so I held out the picture and said "Hey look at this".. She made some comment about how Seth was always so proud of his hair.. to which I replied "Don't worry I remind him that he looks like a doosh." She laughed and said "Yah that's what my mom does." For some reason my brain was mixing everything up in this dream and Seth's mom was Amber's mom instead.

I laugh too and my chair scoots back about twenty feet or so and quickly whirls back to where I started. I was half pushing half floating. I thought this was a very strange thing for a chair to be able to do through sand. I asked with my brain if anyone had seen that and people in the crowd(which was different now) started to raise their hands. I looked at my hand and quickly counted five fingers. I knew I must be wrong and when I took a better look there were three small extra fingers coming out of the right side of my palm. I wasn't lucid very long before the dream faded.

12/29/2012
11:09am

I was in a couple groups of people out on a large grassy lawn. I think there were a couple teams perhaps cleaning. Their were electrical towers and compressed air. Once we completed our task I noticed one man that was looking suspicions. I thought he might be a pedophile and that he had some sinister plan though there were no children present that I remember. I was to foil/discover his plan. He became nervous and walked out to his car.

The man had a small, white, curly haired dog and now he was calling to it from his car. He was angry and waving at the animal. I was still trying to hold the man us so justice could be served and in not wanting to let the dog go back to its master we had a confrontation. The dog started barking, growling and looking meaner than any small dog has ever looked before. I got down on its level and growled and scowled right back. And for a minute looking at all its teeth I began to back down. People began to root me on and I wound up winning the face off.

That's all I remember but I'm sure the man is behind dream-world bars.