StephL

I have markedly more recall then usual - and - I am probably too lazy to explain, where all the stuff is connected to inputs/outputs/experiences from yesterday - but loads.
Maybe I make this: * whereever I see connections.

First Dream:

I was in a club with my husband - a punk band was playing and people jumping about doing pogo.
When I wanted to the bar - I threw myself into that and got pogo-danced to my destination - was the only way to get somewhere.
We met a girl later, who told us, she got thrown out of a squat by the police - but dream-logically - went with us to show us the place. Somehow she had gotten it back, because it was so loud there, nobody wanted to rent it.
It was a really nice little one-room affair and she had a high-bed* platform installed almost over the whole room.
I was also looking for a flat in that expensive city - and thought - why not such a thing, not directly at a big street - but the size would be okay.

On the way to our small hotel - I lost sight of my husband and searched the streets - but I found him back.


Second Dream*:

I was visiting a friend and her family - rather her and her children.
And I had given as a present to one very young girl a box with something like Lego.
She had been somewhere to play with it with others and their sets - but being so young - the mother had gotten her home earlier than the whole children-play-meeting ended.
I convinced her, that in actuality - there had been no reason to take her home so early - she was a bit unhappy.
But she also had gotten a pair of some sort of rodents - they also looked a bit like finches - and we played with them - the mother had a book about what to do with them/how to care for them.
This whole dream got to do with Alric´s Santa thread..


Third Dream:

I was on my way home - and saw about 30 children in FDJ-uniforms (former DDR/east Germany youth organisation - I am from the west, though) being marched by a militarily dressed and behaving woman from a house on a hill into the streets.
They all had small posters, on which there was advertisement to smoke tobacco and drink alcohol.
Didn't even make sense to me in my dream..
Maybe a missed opportunity for RCing.
Then my bike broke down - I tried to repair it - and hurt myself and was dirty from that already - when I decided to take the subway.
Now it got really nasty - once I went down the stairs - it was a horizontal shaft, where I only could rob on my stomach.
And worse yet - there was about 10 cm of really horribly stinking old urine* standing in that tunnel.
The rationalisation then was, that it was not the subway, but some sort of public toilet.
I didn't have any strength left to rob towards the light.
Luckily I woke up.
Just as one aside here - reading The Lies Of Locke Lamorra at the moment - where somebody gets put in a barrel with horse-urine to drown in - which he doesn't - but anyway.


Fourth Dream:

Once more at the house of the parents of my first boyfriend.
This time - another guy was the one, on whom the constant blame was cast - and rightly so - he just lived there uninvited and constantly nagged for money and help, because he was supposedly orphaned - but he was in his 20s - and from Poland, and couldn´t go back and lalala.
There were several episodes - one was the family and me playing solving optical puzzles - there were cards, which supposedly belonged in a certain order - and one should stick them together as they fit.
This was very difficult - always, when we thought, we got something - there was a little mismatch somewhere.
The geometry of this is hard to explain - like a card-house a bit - but with slots..
And the prize for just putting together something was getting a good coffee from the new maschine.
Mistake - and you got only sugared milk* instead .. (*got that yesterday - hubby not getting along with the new espresso-machine of his parents..).
There was an episode, where I found out, my ex would love freckles in girls - and I have 3 and a half myself in summer - but I found a lotion, which promised to produce more of them.
I didn´t use it though - afraid to look like an idiot.
When the mom said at another point - this Polish guy would be a pest - but having me around would be neutral - but nothing nice either - I went out to pick her some flowers.
Suddenly my ex was also there - and he showed me a hedge where hundreds if not thousands of poison dart frogs were meeting to find a partner - in all colours - it was beautiful!!
Later we also met a friendly dog the size of an elephant being walked on the sidewalk.


There is actually much more - I´m lazy writing.
I will add two fragments later on.

Somehow, I didn't care much about recall lately - meaning I didn't mantra on it or anything.
But yesterday I thought - come on - you can do better than that - and just told myself so before sleep.
It might sound as if I wanted to brag - but honestly - I do next to nothing in the moment - maybe one RC a day and some affirmations when lying in bed before sleeping..

Memorable was the sight of these frogs: