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took:
- 100mg 5-HTP before going to sleep
- 1 dose of galantamine + choline (continuing the 1 day on 1 day off cycle)
lucid dreaming: 2 lucid experiences
note:
- took 100mg 5-HTP (used to stack all the REM sleep towards the end of the night)
- got to sleep at 11:10PM (before 12 I'm starting to think is key)
- galantamine at 4:50AM resulted in a couple of LDs
- great dream recall (5 dreams recorded)
- starting to think the current dose of 5-HTP with my routine has no effect

took:
- 100mg 5-HTP before going to sleep
- 0 dose of galantamine + choline (continuing the 1 day on 1 day off cycle)
lucid dreaming: 0 lucid experiences
note:
- took 100mg 5-HTP (used to stack all the REM sleep towards the end of the night)
- got to sleep at 1AM (New Years)
- WBTB @ 5:25AM (about the right time according to the chart)
- great dream recall (6+ dreams recorded)
- lot's of light sleep on the chart, not sure why

Thursday, 3/15/12 5-HTP 11:15pm

I slept from 12-4:55 without waking up.
WBTB 4:55 - 5:34
DILD 1 at 6:56am
I'm at home in NZ. Getting ready to sleep in a bed in living room, where my parents are still watching TV. I realize I'm sleepy and should go to sleep. I'm reading a book about LDing. As I'm closing the book, I see, that the last pages (30) are all drawings and pictures of dreams and how to draw dreams. There is a picture of an old fashion sail ship (like pirate ship) in different stages of drawing - I guess it shows you in steps how to draw it.
Then my dad pokes his head in the door and yells at me for reading by insufficient light. I look at my lamp and seems fine to me. He is putting on a coat and so he can go to help a neighbor. I ask him, when was the last time, he had something nice to tell me.
I fall asleep and dreaming of being in the kitchen by the glass door to the balcony, talking to dad. I decide to walk through the glass door and I do so. Here I realize, I'm dreaming. I jump up on the railing and yell at my dad, who followed me outside. I yell: 'Look at me'. He looks, but I yell again. This time I can tell by his expression, that he sees me as a spirit in a lucid dream. I fly off. There are some tall trees and I decide to stabilize by looking at their leaves. Having little trouble with controlling my flight, trying to grab on the branches, but give up. Building right behind the trees is a church. I see a smoke rising as if from a cigarette through the open window. I decide to not go there. I turn around and float through the street. In panic I realize, I don't know what to do. I decide to fly higher and see where I'm. I see the city below me, at night, with streetlights on and also some windows are lit. In the distance, I think I recognize the Big Ben. London it is