dream fragment

4/15/11

I went to work and realized I wasn't scheduled that day because I had asked off, so I was going to leave but my manager said he needed a few things from walmart, flour and some kind of cooking oil and something else. I volunteer to go and I start walking to walmart from my job. On the way there, as I'm walking through some baseball diamond, a car starts to follow me. It is an old man and he's checking me out. I get disgusted and he calls out to me. I approached the car, call him a perv and tell him to fuck off.

Then I'm at walmart and walking around, I run into Q, a girl I used to go to school with and work with, and at first we just walk by eachother, but I turn around and jokingly hand her a huge purse that has a bunch of little purses in it, and I ask her if she needs one. She seemed a bit serious, but not rude, and then a couple people came up beside her and somehow I got the impression that they were only in my town for some college event.

Anyway, I go back to my work and realize I completely forgot the items my boss wanted. I try to sneak out without him seeing me and go back to walmart, but he finds me. He just laughs it off and I get ready to go back heading to my car this time. My car is parked in a driveway that sort of sat up on a hill. There's a jeep parked behind me, a car in front of me and another car behind the jeep. As I'm trying to wriggle out, I bump the jeep behind me and it starts to fall off the side, somehow I get out of my car quickly and grab the jeep before it falls. Some people saw me do this from below.

Then another fragment, I think was still the same dream. These two guys are talking to me and one of them is some sort of professional swimmer. The other one is telling me that the swimmer needs help practicing and someone to swim with him. The idea of swimming seems really fun so I tell him I'd totally do it. Then he tells me that they want to go to the ocean, and I change my mind, telling them I don't swim in the ocean.

Next thing I remember is being at my house, in my kitchen, with T and my son in the living room. I'm feeling indecisive about going to the Led Zeppelin Experience with my friend. (Which is what I was planning on doing the next day in WL, it was an alright concert...) I let too much time pass and am late to heading to the concert, my friend calls me and I tell her that I'm not coming, she's upset.

Then this guy I used to work with is making my son some baby food. He hands me a bowl with mini potatoes and sour cream. The potatoes were like cereal size, like those little cookie cereals, only potatoes. I remember thinking it was cute.

I did become lucid at one point in this dream, but quickly lost it. I think it was when I was sitting in the kitchen, at the end of my counter. I could see T in one eye and saw something like a cup hovering in my vision in the other eye. I told T that I was stuck in between reality and a dream.

4/16/11

T's mom drunk dials me and starts talking gibberish. Then T calls me from his work cause he's bored and talks to me for like 15 minutes, and I remember thinking that he should probably get back to work.

Then me and T are on a bed and there's this computer scene to our right that has an image of a sky and then it turns into a window and we're upon a hill looking out over a beautiful scene of a lake and sky and I just remember looking at it and feeling so good. T also enjoyed it in the dream. Felt happy...

I don't remember all of the dream, mostly this part just flashed into my mind today, thankfully, wish it had been more though.

We were in our house, me and my husband. I had realized that we had forgotten to feed and water our dog, a little chihuahua. It had only been a day that I had forgotten, then I noticed this large crate and found my other dog, the malamute. He looked as if he had been starved and he was very pissed off at us, particularly me. I tried to feed him and soothe and comfot him, I felt like shit. But when I let him out of the crate he just walked out with this sad and angry expression on his doggy face. He also looked very old.

(I've had both these types of dogs in my past, but we don't own any animals at the moment.)
Crazyness.

I really wonder what the hell this dream means...

I remember something to do with Pacman.

Then, I was drawing clouds on a building wall, in some kind of classroom. I was really into it, pefecting the lines in between clouds and drawing clouds behind other clouds. I remember being really focused. When I was done, the picture I drew had turned into a girl hanging up christmas lights. I was showing it to a couple people next to me, I think one of them was A (an artist and friend in WL.) Anyway, I was proud of it and the people seemed to like it to.

Just a side note, maybe someone can answer this question. When I have dreams about doing things like this and being focused, I feel semi-lucid, not really aware that it's a dream, but just having more control. Is this called anything? Is it one of the levels of lucidity? Just curious, because in some dreams I seem to control myself more, just like I do in WL, and in other dreams I feel as if they're mostly consisting of thoughts and watching myself on autopilot.

Had a storm dream again. Whenever I dream about storms, they're very vivid, and I find they enter my dreams a lot. I really need to start using this as a dream sign, Hey, subconscious, did you get that? Okay, good.

It was me, T, and my son in this house that had two levels, but I'm not sure if it was a two story or if there was just sort of a loft like thing, but I was up there with my son. There was a window looking out on the storm, and the window covered the entire left wall. It was really pretty, I remember telling T he needed to come look at this. Also, the house we were in was sitting upon a hill overlooking the surrounding area, so it was very good view. In the distance, as I observed the storm, I could see tornado formations. I wasn't scared, like I usually am, I felt safe.

There was more to the dream, but this is all I can recall at the moment.

Just a fragment of a dream. I found a video camera in my house that I thought must've belonged to the people who lived here before us. On the camera there were videos of S, a former manager of mine. He was just goofing around with the camera and I was laughing at it. T was sort of mad at me for laughing at it, not mad, but he just didn't think it was funny. (In WL we don't particularly like S.) S was like rolling around on the floor laughing and playing with his son and I remember thinking it was adorable.

Tried to WBTB, no lucid, but I did have a dream for the first time in a week that didn't seem foggy after waking up! yay!!!

Me and T were standing in a UPS office. I was applying in person for a job. T kept messing with me, playing around while I was trying to talk to the woman at the desk. He was making me laugh but I kept telling him to go, to wait outside, but he wouldn't. At one point, I'm not sure how he did this but, he lifted me up onto the counter and was holding me by the ankles. I got him to put me back down after a few minutes and he finally started to leave, he was almost gone when I asked him for a cigarette first. I knew there was a no smoking sign somewhere, but I guess I didn't care. I lit up and began talking to the lady again. She was telling me that I'd have to go to AC (a town nearby) to make deliveries and something about only being paid 5 an hour. She asked me if I would be using one of their cars. I nodded and then an image of a UPS truck popped into my head and I heard a guy saying that they were going to make me do their bitchwork for 10 bucks.

Next dream, I was standing in a house with my son in my arms looking out a window. A girl I went to high school with ran inside the house wearing this blue summer dress. There was a boy of about 9 or 10 years standing near me now and she went up to him and hugged him, playfully smothering him. She seemed fairly happy. I remember saying something to her, but I don't remember what it was. That's when I woke up.

Took a 4 or 5 hour nap earlier, if you call that a nap. Feels like I woke up in a different year. Anyway. I'm getting brief flashbacks of my dreams from then.

I remember my mom and dad were babysitting my son[W] (my mom had just left with my son before I fell asleep.) I was hanging out at home when my mom and dad call me and then they appear outside with W in my dad's arms. My dad has this extrememly worried look on his face as he's handing W to me. W seems fine except he's got a bright red scar on his forehead. My dad tells me that he hit his head really hard, so I yell at T and tell him to hurry that we needed to go to the hospital. Flash to the hospital and the doctor's telling me he's okay and that there is no brain damage. I am thankful but still pretty upset about it.

My son, W, appears a lot in my dreams, maybe I can use this as a dream sign. But I'm worried what these dreams mean when he's always getting hurt and everything's always okay in the end.

Hmmm...

Still pretty vague on the recall, but I tried to write a few thoughts about my dreams this morning when I woke up.

I was with about three other people, one of them was T. We decided to take some mushrooms and trip balls. After we had taken them I realized that me and T still had our son with us and we hadn't found a babysitter. I started to freak out a little. One of the other people, a girl who felt familiar, was angry with me for something I had done (I don't know what it was.) It felt as though I had done something morally wrong (taking shrooms) and/or it was like I had violated some social norm that she felt strongly about. I don't believe the girl was anyone in particular but a representation of a personality type I clash with on a major scale.

This fragment sort of combined itself with my workplace. The girl had made me so mad by her being so harsh towards me that I decided to quit my job. I also remember one moment where I had walked back over to where she was sitting and sat down; I had this strange image of myself, like my reflection had flashed at me (kind of like cameras do in movies when there is intense dialoge* going on.) The expression on my face seemed remorseful and even though I was still angry with her, I was trying to patch it up. I don't remember saying anything to her.

And about the shrooms, I had been expecting to trip and was scared about tripping while taking care of my son. But I didn't feel any strong prescence of the drug's dreamlike effects. I felt different, but still sane. I remember thinking at some point that the shrooms didn't work so we'll be okay. And something about putting our son to bed anyway.

That's it. Hopefully if I keep trying this pen and paper thing I'll recall more dreams. Also I think what really helped was I had my hand hanging off the bed as I feel asleep and I fell asleep holding the pen hoping it would serve as a reminder while I was sleeping and for when I woke up to write something down. Kind of like taping two fingers together to fall asleep consciously, I don't know. And the dream hadn't come to me right when I woke up or within the few minutes I layed there, but it came in the middle of getting ready for work. Just a few thoughts for myself.

EDIT: Another interesting thing, when I got to work this morning, one of the girls I worked with made me have an extreme flashback of the feeling in my dream and of the girl in my dream.

I listened to Really's Ultimate Lucid Dream mp3 last night and I really enjoyed it. That person has some talent, because it sounded like something I wanted to get high and cruise to. (lol) Anyway, I tried to just listen and relax, but I did end up falling asleep towards the end I think. And I guess that kind of says something about how tired I was or how good it was because it was only like a 13 minute song. I had also watched the subliminal video before I listened to the mp3.

I don't remember becoming lucid, but I don't remember most of the dream. The things that really stick out is I had a daughter also who was actually older than my son by a few months it seemed, but that's impossible. My son had reached over and they hugged eachother and it was really cute. I was trying to find a place to sleep in our house while my fiance told me he'd watch the little ones. I remember grabbing my son's infant seat hoping it would be comfortable to sleep in, lol.

Next thing I remember is being at my sister's mother-in-law's house. I was trying to find something. I had parked my car on the street and recognized a few girls across the street but I have no idea who they are now awake. I remember trying to be nice to them but they seemed a little hostile. I think they were hostile because of some part I can't remember in the dream. I do think I flipped one of them off who I do remember in real life, but I'm really not sure if she was over there. It's complicated.

Anyway, I went to walmart cause I had to pick up some things to build something. For some crazy reason, there was this dog with me who really liked bubbles. I had accidently taken his leash off in the store and he started to run towards the bubble section. I started to run after him and catch him but thought it would be wiser to run to the bubbles and meet him there before he gets there. Which worked. I got there and I held a bottle of soap in my hand and he got there and immediately sat down, waiting. I squeezed the bottle a bit and little tiny bubbles came out of the top and he enjoyed it. I put his leash back on and went back to buying supplies.

I returned to the house and met my brother-in-law there. His dad was lecturing him about fixing something or recreating some cd. I told my bro that I'd help him out with the project and let's go to walmart. He complained that we didn't have a computer but I did have on in my car. On our way out to my car those girls were getting in their car getting ready to go on a trip. The blonde before she got in the driver's side mentioned something about me being a cunt. I calmly walked over to the door and said, "hey" she tried to ignore me but I got into her face and explained very plainly that if she wanted to call me a cunt then to look in my eyes and call me it, but not with her head turned. Then I went on to say that I suggested she shouldn't be such a bitch. Her friends laughed and she rolled her eyes and as she started to roll up her window (which went very slowly like it was broken) I told her and her friends to have a good time wherever they were going and then pointed at her again and said, don't be such a bitch again. lol

What's funny about this whole dream is it was another one of those that I felt I was consciously controlling but not aware that it was a dream. Glad I could remember even just this bit. My recall's been dry the past few days. Honestly, I think it's too much THC. I might try to not smoke for a week and see how it affected my recall.

I became lucid in the middle of a series of dreams. I walked up to a door and said to myself, it will be bright and sunny outside. I opened the door and it looked like the sun was setting, but it was still pretty. I started flying, remembering how easy it was. Woke up.

bits of a dream:

I was planning a trip to some store called Barn Yard with my third cousin, to buy some clothes for people. My boyfriend gave me money to go inside a store and buy milk and something else. I got distracted by these onesies I wanted to get for my niece and lost track of time, realizing he had to be at work real soon. I started looking for the milk and finally found the section which had only one gallon left.
I took him to work and they were having some sort of party. We all put suits on and had permanent markers in our hands. We were going to go run around with our partners and tag people with markers. I remember asking if I should just hold the lid to the marker, lol. We get outside and we all sorta line up, then there's a coach and were going for a jog. I can't remember what his name was, but he looked familiar.
We all start running and I took it seriously, trying to stay in the lead, which I found was very easy. We all ran for about half a mile according to the coach and he was ready to go back in, but I asked if we could keep running cause I was really enjoying it. I remember pacing myself and everything. He said ok and we started running again and there were bars in the way that we were supposed to lift ourselves up on and jump over, but I just kept doing flips over them. Holding on the the bar and twirling over.