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13.05.2011

Escaping in a plane (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was in an airport. It was day and most planes looked like from the Military.

There was a huge plane (like three four times bigger than the biggest passenger plane, Jumbo) Also, the plane was painted with camouflage. It was loaded with soldiers and the plane started moving with one hatchet open.

I started to run and jumped into the plane right before it took off. I was sure it was going to take me to some war zone, but I needed to get out of where I was.

The plane on the inside looked like a normal passenger plane, except for the pilot, who has driving the plane standing up and he was located where the food is supposed to be.

Touching Angelina

I am in an airport with Jack, Heather and Autumn. I see some famous chef in all white outside the big the glass walls of the entrance room we’re in. She’s with a guy in a gray tuxedo. I realize this is who Autumn came to meet. They are famous.

The chef woman has a pad of paper and I go take it from her and spit on a few of the first pages, hand it back to her, and run back in. When Autumn goes to meet them, they talk about how mean I am. The guy comes in and lectures me on being nice. He tells me how Autumn emailed him. He’s some political guy. I don’t really care about any of them and let them leave.

Heather points out an Arabic guy and gets really afraid he’s going to bomb the place, so we all book it to the car outside. Heather steps in dog shit and slides into the front seat. We all laugh about it. I’m in the back.

Everything kind of turns into a big giant ship. We are all part of a ship, and the ship is made of lego blocks. Heather and Jack are green and blue blocks and I am red blocks. I start taking my pieces away from the ship and they question why. I don’t really know why, I just want my own ship. So I take all my pieces, make my own ship with red and black blocks, and zoom away.

I fly to a clothing store. I am now inside. I start looking around for a full length mirror because I remember I haven’t shampooed my hair in a long time and I’m self conscious. I look through a big mittens section of the store and find a few different mirrors but they are all too close to my face. I find a little hat and wear it, thinking it will cover my hair.

I find a mirror and see that I have really long hair (not in waking life) and a center part. The hat looks not too bad on me. I start walking around and find a section of really nice textured dresses. I touch them all. I realize Angelina Jolie is one of the dresses, and she’s wearing it. I keep touching it anyway.



“You shouldn’t touch my family dress,” she says. She smiles and walks away. Wow, Angelina Jolie talking to me, what the fuck! I get really excited. I walk around some more.

There’s a little dark tunnel section of the store with a map of the whole place in it. A lot of people are just hanging out in here. I ask about Angelina Jolie being here. They tell me she’s starring in a movie here, with her girlfriend, a young girl my age. What! I get jealous. That could be me! I start walking around the store more.

Outside the little tunnel, the set is displayed. I see the girl. She’s half Emma Watson and half a girl I know from school. She’s being filmed. I sneak around the set and find myself in a new area of the store. There’s a big stage. I enter kind of next to the stage and am facing a giant crowd of sitting people. They are watching an opera show. It’s really dark. The whole store is kind of dark, like there are no lights on, but you can still see with the natural light.

I move on. I sneakily enter into a little passageway into a room. They are storing all the costumes for the movie here. I manage to take a stuffed animal that is the symbol and mascot of the movie. It’s reminiscent of Mickey Mouse the original but the head is just one giant black blob.

I take it to the passageway of people in the tunnel. They’re all surprised at how I got this. I told them I was practically invisible and just grabbed it. Pete Wentz, the bassist of Fall Out Boy, is here in the tunnel too. He takes the doll. The people tell me the girlfriend actor is also in a new band with him. I get jealous again! Why does she get all these cool opportunities? (Why was my dream mind judging her SO HARD??)

The girl is now in the tunnel too. She is talking about doing an interview with Pete on some TV show.



“Will it be just us or the whole band?” she asks Pete. Pete explains it will probably be just them because they are the “face” of the band.

“I always liked when the whole band showed up,” I told Pete. “I like when I get to see Joe.” I ruffled his hair and left. Outside on the set, Angelina had makeup on so she didn’t even look like herself. Some teenage boy kept telling me to look at how different she was. The girl came out and they filmed a part. We all went back into the tunnel.

Somehow I had a connection with Angelina even though we didn’t really speak that much (perhaps we did, and I don’t remember). She started to take off her makeup. I sat down and thought about how much I didn’t like the girlfriend. Now Angelina came over and started to take off her dress. She kind of straddled me while standing up and began to take her clothes off. I wanted to touch her legs, but could I do that? It was fucking Angelina Jolie and she was taken.

I noticed her legs were Heather’s legs: they had her scars on the thighs. I wake up.

Comment Dream Lucid
Amount of sleep: 10.5 hours
Supplement before sleep: Fanta exotic
Epic: 8.1/10
Real: 6.5/10


I was in a house that felt like being on top of a mountain. I was at a guy who had injured himself. the house was designed as a large aircraft. I knew none of those who was there.
The house was almost like our cabin only reversed, it was stairs going down instead of up, the rooms were almost the same place, and the kitchen and living room was where they should be.

Later I went skiing or something in a high mountain pass, it was a dive on one side and a large frozen lake on the other side. (Clear references to our cabin and the cabin area of these dreams) I was with a large group, I would see off the cliff next to a stick that was sticking up with a red banner on it. (Just as those who show the way in the desert in the game Ocarina of Time) I slid down, but no one helped me up, but I got myself up. there was a lady (with dark hair, but not the same woman as before) who said that I should slope down in the hill there. I said that I would break every bone in my body. she said what and I said then we would have to go to the hospital. On my way up I saw a red banner over the lake.(Maybe showing me another path here) The whole group was heading towards a cave, right by where I slid down. (It was more of the banners farther away, I drew a drawing.

I landed at an airport. It was like the airport was high in the sky also, the gates floated, and it looked like a space station. Then suddenly I was down under the platforms (the gates). It was a football field. I think it was a local team playing. The arena was bigger than any football court I have seen, but there were no people in the stands, for there were no spectators, only big fat walls. I sat down in a staircase. the walls were blue, and of plastic, as were the stairs, just like you'd expect in a swimming hall. but the color of the stairs was gray. there were white lines under the blue. Some of my buddies walked towards me, so then I ran up the stairs, and was on top again.

I was high in the sky all the time in these dreams. I dunno why. I also dreamt that I got my paycheck somewhere in those dreams. I wonder if the numbers are correct with what I actually get.

March 05, 2011
Lucid Dream 189: Baking in the Ninja Wagon
Series: Friends, Episode 4
around 9:30am
DILD

Category - Action/Drugs


I was standing in a long line at the airport and I noticed there was a confrontation going on up ahead. I was already at the back of the line, so I left to go check it out. There was a guy I knew, Richard. He was arguing with two other guys about something. I noticed one of the guys pulled a knife out of his back pocket, so I speared him to the ground and knocked the knife out of his hand. Security guards came over and immediately handcuffed the guy and then they demanded that I be searched. I knew I had weed on me, so I asked them why I was being searched. They told me that no one would have tackled a guy with a knife unless they were on some sort of drugs. I laughed and said, "I'm not afraid of a skinny dude with a switchblade. Hell, I would have tackled him if he had a gun." The security guards looked at each other as if they had discovered the lost city of Atlantis. One of them said, "Yep, he is definitely high a f***ing kite! Take the drug head into custody. We don't even need to search him!" I was cussing the entire time the guard was cuffing me. Once he was done, I looked down and saw that they had only wrapped large bread ties around my wrists. I held them up in front of me and pulled my wrists apart. The bread ties easily came apart. The guards flipped over the table in the room and dove behind it. One shouted through a walkie-talkie, "He just snapped the cuffs in half! He is a crazed freak of nature. Fire at will, fire at will...terrorist! Fire at will!" I stood there stunned and thought, "Am I on Punked? Is this a dream or something?" I instantly became lucid after saying this. I performed a nose pinch just to make sure.

I shouted at the guards in Arabic (not real Arabic, but I pretended like it was, lol). They started yelling, "Shoot him. Shoot the terrorist devil. He's a satanist!" I turned and proceeded to leave the small conference room. I was now out in the main area of the airport and there were people running around everywhere. Every single person was running in the exact same motion. It could have been the weirdest shit I had ever saw. I observed this for a moment, while I performed some stabilization techniques. I then exited the airport and a van pulled up beside me (the tires squealed as the van slid almost sideways and stopped right beside me). The van was black and had a huge red headband tied around the whole van. The sliding glass door slid open automatically and I saw ninja9578 was driving (the same ninja from here on dreamviews). He told me to get in, so I hopped in. There was a female in the passenger seat that resembled Ninja's avatar. She asked me how the dream was going and I told her that it basically had just started.

I was about to light a massive blunt for us when ninja stopped me. He then reached out his hand, so I handed him the blunt. He seemed excited and told me "Wait until you see this." He pushed a button on the dashboard and shelf with a built-in container popped out. He then dropped the blunt into the container, pushed another button, and blue flames started dancing inside the container. He pushed it back into the dashboard and smoke just started pouring out of all the vents. The air tasted like pineapple and there was so much smoke that every inhale was like I took a hit from a blunt. The chick asked some questions about dreams. Me, her and Ninja talked about dreams and dreamviews for a while. I can't remember what all it was about, but Walms name came up at some point in the conversation. Now Walms was in the van too.

I was beside the window on the left and Walms was beside the window on the right (there wasn't a middle seat). I was so high that my body started hovering above the seat. I then began floating around in the van like there was zero gravity. I looked out the front windshield and saw a large brown figure walk out into the road about 100 yards ahead of us. I thought, "Is that....a guy in a bear suite?" As we got closer I noticed it was Smokey the Bear. Ninja out a weird laugh and shouted, "Prevent this.....motha f***aaaaa!" He pushed a button and a huge flame shot out of the front of the van and caught Smokey on fire. Ninja gunned it and plowed into the flaming bear. There was a loud thud and I looked out the back window and saw Smokey flipping through the air with a trail of flames following him.

I now noticed there was a mounted machine gun on below the window that was molded into the van. I asked Ninja about it and he said every Ninja Wagon needs mounted machine guns. Walms had one on his side too. I grabbed hold of it and began shooting street signs, windows, etc. Suddenly we were in a desert and there were terrorist all around us. Me and Walms were shooting the terrorists who were throwing molotov cocktails at the van. Ninja turned on some rap music and started pushing buttons on the dashboard which shot fire and ninja stars out of different parts of the van. I awoke as we were about to enter a desert town.

Series Details
In the dream series, "Friends," I join the DC counterparts of my waking life friends and tackle the dream world. You never know what we will be up to next, but I guarantee it will be one hell of a time. Stay tuned for more entries to the series!

My Notes
Non-lucid
Lucid
Awake

I was supposed to try an ISO tone last night, but I went to bed too late and was too tired. I'll get to bed at a normal time tonight and try it with WILD.

The first dream was short and un-detailed. I was at home, waiting for my Mum to return with Hungry Jack's (or Burger King). I went out the front to find a bag half the size of me, filled with our meals. I took mine.

In the second dream, I'm at an airport with my older brother and mum at night. I remember walking around an empty town / city.

The third dream was weird. I was in a small room. It looked like a arts & crafts storage room. It had white walls, as do most rooms in my dreams. I saw a man leaning against the door. He was trying to get away from from a ghost. The ghost wasn't really a ghost; it was a figure made with the items in the room. The man pulled up a pair of scissors. I see, outside the room, a girl reaching through the door and grabbing them. I don't see what happens next, but I fear the man, with no weapon, was killed by the ghost.

The fourth dream was quite vivid. I had gotten a new keyboard (musical instrument, not computer keyboard). It was attached to a TV. Both the TV and keyboard were old and dusty. I remember the telly was brown and analogue. They were both mounted in the middle of a room. The telly was in the middle of, behind and above the keyboard. I walked up to it and filled with a switch. This dream was vivid, but also short.

In the final dream I only remember being in my bedroom, walking to my pencil case in the cupboard and finding some old chocolate. I pondered for a few moments before deciding to take it.

Lucid-Non Lucid-Comments-Dialogue

Prologue:

This is probably one of the best dreams I've had in ages, in that it lasted what I perceived to be a day ,the downside is that length messes with my recall, I think if I interpreted it correctly its highly significant. There is this girl IRL who has been messing with me and I couldn't stop thinking about her to the point where I think I was obsessed. So during the day I decided to let go because of the way I was reacting, it wasn't healthy.


Going Away:

This same night I had a dream that we hooked up and had the best time ever.
We did so much shit that I cant even recall most of it,
but it included museums,rollercoasters, movies, parks and fountains which took almost the whole day. Then during the evening we were walking hand-in-hand down a city street, when she suggested that-

"we should go away for a bit".
"you mean on on Holiday?.
".....yeah".
"ok".

So we walked into some shopping centre to buy our tickets.

"their on aisle 5".

So I looked up, and the signs said that aisle 5 was down the corridor,
but as I started to walk she tapped me on the shoulder and said-

"Its right here".

Pointing to my right, where sure enough I saw rows of office spaces and one of them had 5 on it ( What I was thinking at this point was- how come she knows where we are going?, coz I sure don't!, and I have never been to this shopping centre!)

The scene changes to after we had bought the tickets and had booked a room in the hotel/shopping centre.
I didn't even care that we had separate beds I was too happy. Then she says-

"I'm leaving...for a bit".

"ok"

I thought she needed something from the shops.
So I'm sitting on one of the beds and start reflecting on what just happened as I think out loud-

" Its funny that after I let her go and abandoned all hope, that's when we finally get together"-

Hold on!, so I looked around the room and became lucid but it was too late. I woke up sad that I had spent a whole day in a dream that I thought was real this was too cruel.

Summary:

This dream was on my mind the whole day so I had time to break it down. What I came up with is this- As soon as I made the mental decision to stop with my mini obsession, my subconscious took it upon itself to give me one last moment with my perception of her which was basically perfection. But even this moment was laced with clues.

Firstly, she suggested that "we should go away" Not "I" but "we" meaning that she was taking me with her, but of-course this cant be,so we go deeper meaning a part of me was going with her "away" which in this case means the part that held all these hopes, fears and obsessions about her would be gone.

Secondly, I don't know why there was a time skip between buying the tickets and booking the room but my theory is that there were two-me's and I was given the opportunity to view what was happening through both perspectives, one part going away and one part left behind hence the feelings of being led and not knowing what's going on. Maybe I had become comfortable with that part of me so he was reluctant to leave.

Thirdly, in the room scene the beds symbolised the separation either it was just about to be done or it had already been done and I was viewing things from the "me" that was going to be left behind.

And lastly, she didn't come back!. I will have to wait and see if she makes any appearances in my future dreams and how my subconscious reacts.

After breaking it down I honestly felt like this is what happened because a wave of happiness descended upon me because It was like my subconscious did it in such an enjoyable way allowing me to spend time with my perception of her in such vividness that I truly believed I was awake.

Goals:
1- Thank subconscious.

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Dream 1 : Needy Old Lady
Not waking lucid but dream lucid, I could remember past dreaming experiences and fully knew it was a dream.

I was on the road behind my childhood home just walking along. I was not lucid but I knew this was a dream. I say some other people ever now and again. Towards the end of the road there was a young guy who looked something like a young Bob Saget, tall, lanky, very skinny, black hair combed over, he was flanked by an old woman who seemed to be annoying to him. She kept talking at him as if she wanted him to say something or understand her motives. I walked besides them. Then she saw a sitting area on the corner of the block where about 20 people were sitting in a circle waiting for something. I had seen this here before in the dream world, it was like an outdoor deck but this was round, on the corner of the homes property near the street and had seating benches in that circle for 2 levels of seats, with a railing around its perimeter. Strange but not too much, still I am not sure exactly the meaning of it or what it is supposed to do. People always sit in it like they are expecting something to happen. The annoying old lady saw it and abruptly broke away from her “victim” almost bumping into me. I stopped short and she turned to me and said “excuse me.”
I saw her sit down up there and exhale like she was finally resting after much stress. “I am finished with life!” she said leaving me to believe that she was between lives instead of being a dreamer. “Freeing isn’t it?” I said, “Yes” she replied with a smile. I walked on up the bigger road to see what else was around. After a few seconds I felt her presence behind me, and to my left, and when I looked she was in the appearance of a Halloween rubber skeleton! I’ve seen stranger appearances but I had to roll my eyes at this one, this was a little weird. The old lady was blathering on about some inane trivial nonsense obviously trying to have my attention. I didn’t give it to her and just kept walking and looking ahead.
She started to feel my legs like they were unnatural to her and my back and stomach a bit (These were all her height as a little skeleton woman). “Oh you’re so real!” she said as if expecting something unreal. “I am real” I said with conviction.
Then the way she was talking changed a bit and when I looked back she was now a little pig woman, with the body of a pig but the face of a woman but with the snub nose. This had to be something she had perfected in her own time, it takes a bit of thinking and manipulations of feelings to get something like this to work. She was saying something about needing help so I picked her up. She sat up in my hand saying something, then I thought that her butt in on my palm, and though this is a dream, it is still disgusting. I shifted her to both hands in front of me so I could toss her out in front of me giving her a bit of a head start. I got a feel of her though and she didn’t feel like a pig instead she had an icky type of old-lady-skin where it is very thin and slips a lot right under the skin, almost how chicken skins slide around on the wet meat after being cooked. This creeped me out so I put her down almost tripping over her. The scenery turned into a home like setting, a long home where we could walk around it like one of those homes that are museums. She was still chattering away as we walked by people to each side of us who looked to be dressed in clothes from the 1700’s. She started to ask why I wasn’t attracted to her. Exasperated I said “I can’t have a relationship with a pig.” She protested a bit with some squealing.
Then she changed into a cow-lady! Now she had a fake cow body like if you were wearing a cow costume, but only knee high to me, and her face was her full woman face with white cow coloring. So she was a tiny fake cow woman. I turned and looked at her and said “Udderly ridiculous” Then I motioned like “get it?”, she was not amused, I walked on. Then she talked about some things she had done to help people as if I would like her for these things she’s done, but by now I was beyond pretenses and was on to have as much fun out of this as I could, so in mock adoration I said, “That’s moo-tastic.” She just stood there exasperated as I walked off and hoped she would not follow. I watched a woman ironing with a hot flat iron in her 1700’s era kitchen as I walked away.

Dream 2: Airport
Still dream-lucid

I was in an airport parking lot and while looking for something interesting to see came to a 18 wheeler being loaded by 3 young adults. I gave it a look and walked in. They paid me no attention. I came to the back of the truck where boxes were piled high, bored and a bit angry at this place, I laid down on the trucks floor. If they thought I worked there maybe someone would get angry and give the place some life! A young woman who held herself like she was in some kind of charge of this work asked the guy in there looking at his clipboard about me “Is this guy working?” “Yea he’s working” the guy said surprising me a bit but I decided to play along for a bit. I got up and followed her to the pile of boxes in the middle of the trucks trailer that had to be sorted “They have to have the info down” she said refereeing to the mailing address info on the boxes. She turned to go back into the truck more and tell me something but I realized this was my chance to freak her out, I could wake up, pulling myself out of the dream area with no apparent way to have left. I willed my real eyes open and could still see her portly self in her red hoody as an after image.

Up late again last night, and took some vitamin b-6 before bed. I had to get up immediately after waking up, so my dream recall is not good, but I remember that I had more dreams than I can remember. Here is what I can recall:

Killer Robot

I am somewhere where this dream has taken place, and go downstairs to the basement. There are a few rooms in the basement, up and down a hallway that the stairs lead to. I am standing on the stairs, thinking about or talking to someone about a robot that is down there. Suddenly, a woman screams. The robot is coming after me! I turn to run up the steps, but can't. I try to drag myself up the stairs by the railing.

Then I wake up.

Little Monsters

I am in an airport or a school. I get into a long line behind a small monster. This monster is one of many in the room, all of them about the size of little kids, but looking like the Wolf Man, Frankenstein's Monster, Dracula, etc...

... I do whatever it is I went to the place to do, and sit down at a table. Around the corner from me are three pretty girls singing a song. I watch them for a while...

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28.12.2010

First dream recall. (Non-lucid)


I am waiting in some kind of bench (thinking about it they kind of looked like the benches at a train station). I´m with J, a friend of mine and we want to buy a package of magic the gathering cards (my subconscious is too cool to use symbols or be bothered by copyrights) I remember there being an unknown girl who had beaten us at magic even though she only had [blank]. I also remember seeing two land cards, an island and a forest in foil in very high detail. Which probably should have alerted me that it was a dream since i hadnt bought the package. I remember it being priced like 32 euros or something, expensive.
We finaly tried to exit the place through a very labytinthic route that sort of resembled an airport. The impression of an airport is enhanced by the fact that i suddenly see N´s class behind us (he is a friend a year younger than me, the only time i´ve been with his class has been during trips abroad with my highschool, in university now, hence the airport). After that i´ve got to help a girl across a railing but i´ve sort of got to help her swim, not very clear on that. The dream ends there.

Notes: First dream ever recorded on a dream journal. Good level of recolection. I´m actually spanish (sorry for any gramatical errors) but the dream was in english so it seemed fitting to write it this way. Haven´t played magic in years, but thinking about it the last time i looked at them was during a trip abroad this summer with some friends where i saw i package i was tempted to buy but didn´t in a game shop so it kind of makes sense.
0 level of lucidity but i´m just beggining so it´s to be expected.

Dreamsigns:(new at this) Well it wasnt a very unrealistic dream. I guess the strangest things were seeing those two cards without buying the package and the bit at the end where for some reason i had to help the girl swim)

ps:I´d appreciate if someone could tell me if i´m doing this dream recording thing right.

In a mall, I order side dishes going round on a carousel. Paulette-2 and Madge-3 are with me. The mall feels a bit like an airport. Some of the dishes have been pre-ordered by us. Once we have the food we go up to this escalator and there's this old lady upside down on a platform that goes up the escalator. She has to goo on the platform just in case she becomes possessed. I help her get down from it and turn her the right way up. She walks slowly away.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG
23:00 GMT

Black holes
Just recall vivid image of strange black-holes (although very colourful) in the sky, sucking up cars and buildings and maybe people, but not me.

3:20 GMT

Trip to Morocco
Zilla calls and says she got those tickets for that trip to Morocco she invited me to before. But it is this afternoon, at 17h30, so we need to go to the airport right away. I have no time to pack my bag and just go take the bus to the airport. I meet her on the bus and I tell her I rush up and had no time to even bring underwear or toothbrush, so I hope at least we’ll have time at the airport for some shopping. But then I realise I haven’t even brought my wallet, no money or cards.
I call my BF and we meet him at some bus stop further ahead, where he is coming out of his work. I ask him to borrow me his credit card and then we head to another bus or something to keep going to the airport.
I ask my friend about duration of the trip and she tells me we leave on this afternoon (Thursday) and we’ll be back on Saturday, so a short trip. I had warned mymomthis could happen but then I remember my dad has no clue and I decide maybe it’s better not even tell him, he won’t even notice my absence for just a few days.

Lorelai and Luke
I’m Lorelai Gilmore from the Gilmore Girls series (it’s playing on TV here now) and I’m with Luke in my home. We’re about to go out, not even on a date, just to do something, but I ask if he wants to shower first. He asks me “With you?” and I’m totally surprised but loving the idea so I think “Hell, yeah!”. Then we are undressing in the bathroom and he is hot and we are on to a very hot shower and even hotter sex.

6:10 GMT

Travel to Morocco part 2
Again on my way to the airport with Zilla. We took a cab for the last part of the way. We’re very late and we run out of the taxi as soon as it stops. As we enter the airport a series of obstacles “happen”, like the sliding glass door transforms into a brick wall right in front of my eyes. Zilla is freaking out, but I suddenly get really calm and tell her “who cares, it’s just a dream!”.
I turn back and the taxi is no longer a taxi but a car-shaped retro-illuminated screen on the floor. Some people are looking at it, not knowing what it is. I say maybe it can be used as a portal and encourage them to jump on it. A guy jumps and goes through it. Then a couple is discussing it amazed but not brave enough to do the same. Then a really cute tiny dog appears and jumps on it, I guess trying to follow his owner who left him behind? The poor doggie jumps again and nothing. He starts to bark and I feel sorry for the little fella. I pick him up and decide to take him along with me. I have no clue where the other guy went, but at least the doggie won’t be alone. And he is cute and I decide it will be fun to have a “lucid” pet with me. I jump thinking about going to the moon, but once again i fail, because after the freefall sensation I just wake up.

8:00 GMT

Good morning, everybody. I was exhausted last night, and I slept a lot. But I only remember one dream, which I know happened way early, some time before 11 PM.

Dream #1

I was in a big lobby area like the front area of an airport: a long, wide, busy hallway full of counters and with tall ceilings. The walls were light brown or grey stone, and the floors may have been concrete. The light was fluorescent, but gentle, not glaring or depressing.

I was walking toward a set of sliding glass doors at the far left end of the lobby. I ran into a couple of people from my job. Then I ran into a few people from my job who had a few people from my old job with them.

I greeted the people from my old and new jobs happily. I was especially pleased to see the people from my old job. They were just walking into the lobby, so I decided to turn around and walk a ways with them.

I had come to understand that the people from my old job were coming to work at my new job. I was excited about this. I kept trying to tell the people from my old job something about the new place. But I couldn't seem to remember anything specific about my job. All my memories were very fuzzy.

I may now have been walking to "my desk" at "my office." My cubicle was off along the right wall, all by itelf. On the left wall, maybe 15 feet away from me, was another lone cubicle, where my co-worker S sat. Everybody else who worked here apparently sat in office rooms.

But I don't know how many people still worked there. It seemed like a good deal of people had quit.

I may have walked (backwards?) past the office of a person who I called by the name D, like the name of the person D who actually works in my office. He was standing in the doorway. He didn't look anything like D. In fact he looked like some kind of office-person mix between a scrunchy-headed puppet and that plastic-faced Burger King guy.

I was now sitting in my cubicle. The lights had gone out in the office. First about half the lights had gone out, making the place dim grey. But now almost all the lights had gone out, so that it was almost pitch black. I may have thought that this was because so many people had quit. It definitely felt like there weren't any people in the offices.

S, still sitting in her cubicle, mentioned something that was happening, like a group of clients who were coming in for a meeting. I had either had no idea about this or I had completely forgotten. I felt kind of dumb that S knew or remembered while I hadn't.

I may have seen the name of the person coming in to visit, as if I was looking at it on a piece of paper in the dim light. The name may have looked very old and Italian, a very stately name, but distorted, something like Sangiovese or Sangioviese. I may have wondered if I'd be able to help this client out.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in the backseat of a car full of people, probably women ranging from my age down to about 13. The driver may have been one of the girls' mothers, and she may have acted as a mother-figure for me as well.

I think I was going to an airport. But since I had a little time before I had to catch my flight, I was going to walk through the cemetery first.

A couple of girls had gotten out of the car to let me out. The car was a big, wide, 1970s-style sedan, probably pale beige colored. We stood in a dusty parking lot that felt like it was in the middle of a construction area, like for a small business park that was just being constructed.

I was now in a tall mansion, up in a room on the second or third floor, reading. I sat in a big, heavy wood chair at a big, heavy table made of dark wood. The room was small, crammed full of all kinds of books. The floors were probably some kind of dark wood. A decent amount of daylight came in through a window.

I looked up to see that one of the women (whom I recognize as a woman who works at a bookstore I frequent in waking life) was sitting across the table from me, reading. I was surprised that she had come to read as well.

Now a couple other girls bustled into the room. They said it was time for me to go to the airport. We left the room. We walked down a tight, steep stairwell.

I kept trying to ask the woman what book she had been reading. But the other women kept dissuading me, as if we didn't have time for me to ask such a question.

We were now outside the mansion, walking down a tight, narrow, stone staircase that ran from the porch, down a steep hill of lawn and past a tall stone wall, down to the curb where our car was.

As we descended beyond the stone wall, we passed a few cluttery stacks of old-looking books. I may have heard the woman who had been reading with me telling me (through telepathy?) things about the book she had been reading. Either she or I had been reading a book having something to do with Irish culture, possibly the Celtic aspect of it.

Good morning everybody. I remember two dreams from last night. But my memory of both is a little fuzzy. I took some NyQuil last night because I have a cold.

Dream #1

I had just gotten off a plane. I got into an old, baby blue VW Beetle, which was in something like an underground parking lot. I'm not sure exactly what I did in the Beetle, because I didn't move the car.

I walked up into some kind of terminal corridor at the airport. There were very few people around. The place looked old and dim. I walked though this terminal and into another parking garage.

I was walking through this parking garage as if I were just going to walk straight out of the airport. But then I remembered that I had a car in this parking garage, and that I needed to drive it home. It was actually my mom's car. It was a Cadillac, like from the 1970s.

I turned around and walked back in the direction I had come from. I may have been able to see back into the terminal, which may now have looked like a big, empty living room with a big concession stand in it.

I found the Cadillac parked so it faced a concrete wall. I got in and began to pull it out of the parking space. I figured this would be a fine car to drive back to my mom's house.

But then I remembered that I already had my mom's other car, the VW Beetle, parked in the parking garage on the other side of the airport and way underground.

I stopped the Cadillac, trying to figure which car I should drive back to my mom's house. I hated the Beetle. But it was my mom's car, and I would have to bring it back to her. I couldn't figure out how I could get both cars home. I also couldn't figure out how I'd gotten both cars here in the first place.

I pulled the car back into the parking space. Something about that action felt so good that I did it again and again. I couldn't quite get the car between the lines of the parking space.

I began imagining myself as a businessman from the 1970s: a tall, white, handsome man with blue eyes, a silly kind of permed hair-do, and a full but well-trimmed beard. The man's hair was brown but greying a little. The man wore a very slim grey suit with a pale blue shirt.

Dream #2

A man and woman in their 40s or 50s were trying to escape from some group of people. The man and woman ended up in a room in a building like a mansion. In this room, you would perform some kind of ritual and it would do something like make you immortal.

The man had gotten the woman to undergo this ritual before the people had come. The view had been from outside the room, so I couldn't see what had happened inside the room.

Now it was like everything had started all over again. The man and the woman went to a few different places. Then they ended up being pursued by people who didn't want them to do the ritual.

The man and woman were on the run. They were back at the mansion. They stood inside a dim, wood-walled room. They were trying to unlock and open a huge, heavy wood door. There was a feeling of urgency, as if the people pursuing the man and woman could be here at any moment. The lights in the room were flickering on and off, as if it were thundering inside.

Finally the man and woman got the door open. Beyond the door there was a lot of flashing. I was really curious what this whole thing was about, and I didn't want this "movie view" from outside the room. I really wanted to see what happened in the room.

I now identified with the man. I was him. I stood in the room. The room was wide and square, and it was almost entirely taken up by a strange pool. The pool seemed to be filled with clouds rather than liquid. The clouds may also have been flashing, as if with lightning. I now understood that this pool was some kind of portal to another dimension.

The man and woman knew the people were coming. So they had to jump in the pool. The man/I decided to go first this time. I jumped out really far and did some kind of twirling diver move.

I began descending through the clouds. There was white light and a calm, but almost electric, feeling all around me.