non-lucid

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 was at a video rental store. I picked up a couple movies, one that my sis told me to get and the other that my boyfriend wanted to see. I walk to the counter and ask the lady if I can rent them and leave one there for someone to pick up and the lady was really rude, so I said forget it. I started to leave when I realized I left a bunch of change in the back, so I went back and started scooping up a bunch of pennies and quarters. I took them to the counter and asked if she could convert it to cash for me and she said no. Then she tried to hit me and I got really pissed and told her not to touch me. I went on to say that isn't how you should treat your customers and she just kept being rude.

In the same dream, not sure if it was before or after the previous one, but I was trying to keep my baby warm.

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.