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Many of us are on yellow school buses, being evacuated. I'm helping to direct people onto buses. We stop, and decide we should send someone on a nearby hill which was blocking our view, to alert us if any danger is coming. Since we saw some "people" earlier, which I had a feeling were zombie like.

Before we get to the hill, I notice a huge storm like looking, very dark cloud, rolling in our direction. I zoom in and I see many small swirls and parts of the cloud how it's moving. We yell at everybody that we need to get on the buses again and move out.

The toxic cloud is already there, I see it as a fog, but don't feel any bad effects. I'm yelling at a driver to go faster, and he jokingly replies that if he could, he would.

We meander between many other vehicles, some of them moving slowly or already stalled in the traffic and abandoned. Lot's of people on foot. The yellow color of our buses is very prominent in my mind.

We get to some town and are between buildings. I hear a huge noise and right where we were suppose to go through, a building falls, hit by something. We go on foot, and more on the bus.

I feel like on a map, I'm on the western part of it. I see some floods and rising water. Not too worried.

Then I see a very detailed, full color map of western united states. California ends by Oxnard. Everything south of it is non-existent. Then I see a map of my first country in Europe. It ends by D.S. But looking at the map now, DS is parallel with my town, while in a dream, DS was more north. So my town didn't survive.

I was also looking at surrounding towns, which I got a recall of now, while looking at a map IWL.

In a second dream, I was at my mom's place.

End of the World

We are moving. The place we live at is already falling apart. The ground is full of magma fishers. I see the whole hillside full of orange glow and ground is like freshly plowed. I'm gathering some drinking water to take with us. But the information comes to me from somewhere, that there is no safe place to go. The ground is rearranging itself just like in 2012.

Actors

I'm working at a store. I see Jason Alexander, Leah Remini talking to someone, and Doris Roberts (Marie on Everybody Loves Raymond) walked by, all smiling and nice. I said hi to her.

There were going home from the show. I asked what show, I was told they only play Charlie Chaplin in that one. I realized it's the Charlie Chaplin theater where I was recently.

Then I watched a long parade walk by. At the end of the play, they walk the small town to show residents.
It was masked actors like at a street fair. I said "I'm glad I didn't have to see that".

Then we watch very detailed parade. When the animal trailer goes by, I hear myself and some other little girl saying bunny, bunnybunnybunny! Thenk Kitty, kittykittykitty! Then big pink bunnies.

I remember the dream starting where I am exploring a new version of the "Nuketown" map from Call of Duty, only this time the houses on the map are even larger, and as I'm exploring them I find one part that leads to what seems to be a seemingly massive Bathroom. I leave and run into a map deaigner who explains that during a game, this part would be sealed off since it's too large and would take too long to find players hiding in it.

I then leave and go outside and see people getting on a bus, taking an unknown trip and I get in line and get on. No one seems to know where we are going and the guy next to me is acting weird, disturinging other passengers and has to be moved. The girl sitting in front of me tells me that she's only 15, when suddenly a woman in the front of the bus reveals that everyone on this bus is actually 27 (I'm 25.) and guilty of horrible crimes, and then the bus drives into some nearby water.

I'm then telling this story to myself while looking out the bedroom window of my house as I see all these people outside just hanging out and I ride my bike to a nearby theater to see a movie. During the previews for the movie, there is an ad showing an asteroid labeled "0W-05" and a joke about it come to ruin everything. I look it up on my phone and it was in the news that a massive asteroid is headed right towards Earth and there will likely be no survivors. I talk to the guy sitting in front of me about it, who is someone I know in real life, but I forget the conversation.

We then watch the movie and it's Avengers Infinity War and I think about how we could use the Infinity Gauntlet to stop the asteroid if it was real.
We then leave the theater and I'm waiting in line for various fast food places, then go to a somewhat full Panda Express that doesn't really have a line despite only one person working behind the counter. I think about how everyone is now just eating whatever they want.

I then am at a psychiatrists office, and he says that he's going to have the session end at a random time and we are then watching a short cartoon about a kid like Jimmy Neutron trying to rescue another kid who is stuck on top of a movie bus. I remember the cartoon being awkward to watch, but then an ad for the next episode showed that it would be a lot more mature and be about the kid's relationship with his younger brother.

I then talk to the psychiatrist about what it's like knowing the world is going to end and he asks me what I want to do on my last days, and I think about all the things I want to get done. I'm then reading through a bunch of Justice League comics that I wanted to read, but then put the comic down and start actually making a list of other things I want to do.

I'm then at a church talking to people about how weird the asteroid ending the world is since apparently it means the world isn't ending the way the book of Revelations said it would, and even if right before the asteroid hit us it occurred, it wouldn't make sense because we aren't supposed to know when it's going to happen. One of the guys mentions that it's possible that some people might survive, then dismisses this possibility. He then asks me if I'm familiar with something in the Catholic Church called the "Devil and the Lamb on your shoulder." I tell him no and he's confused that I never heard about this common thing.

I forget how exactly the dream ends, but I remember I'm with my father and aware it's all a dream, but am thinking about what I would do if the world really was going to end.

Psychiatrist, Panda Express, revelations, comics

Had a great dream last night, but by later in the morning I forgot everything, except that it was in post-apocalyptic world.

I remembered it all much later in the afternoon, while watching TV and seeing a dog brought back recall, even though there was no dog in the dream that I can remember.

...I grab something from invading soldiers, run to the cliff over the ocean and want to throw it in the water to neutralize the threat. But the water is too far from there, so I run alongside the cliff until I feel like I have to throw it, because they are catching up to me. I throw it and it would have fallen in the water, but there are some sand banks and it falls on one of those. I believe though that it's far enough and they won't find it.

One soldier chases me across the sand dunes with some grass on them. I see a hole in the side of the dune,bit smaller than the size of a laying person. I squeeze into it and I'm watching the soldier and his shadow as he is looking for me. He stands right next to my hiding place and I just hope he won't find me.

Before all that, someone threw a revolver into a huge pile of sand. I'm looking for it, because in this lawless world weapons are valuable. Before that, there was something about a wooden walkway in the large body of water.

I wish I remembered more.

Fell asleep at: 10:30

Woke up at: 7:10


Missing: 75℅ Of Humanity

The dream starts with me touring an apartment complex in some big city. A movie theater is directly in front of the apartments, and I'm reminded of a city in Mexico (Those on the border to be more exact).

I look down into the city, and realize NOBODY is around. NOBODY. Not even a few civilians walking around, nope, nothing.

Naturally, I freak out. I try to look up information on my phone, which makes reference to some biblical catastrophe which would wipe out 75% of the population. But, I didn't process all of that information, and thought it was zombies that did it. Yes.

So, when my family came over, I proceeded to barricade the doors when it came time to sleep. I wake up in the early hours of the morning when a group of teen survivors (Two boys and one girl) come walking up the stairs and into the hallway.

The lights are off, and all three of them are carrying candles, presumably because their phones died. I let them pass, and went back to bed.

Me and my family had spent a couple of days surviving in those apartments, when my mom decided it was time to get out of there because of the cramped living situation. We gathered up our food supply, loaded all of our stuff into the trunk, and just before we left...

Survivors.

They weren't hostile or anything, but there were very few of them to speak of. Maybe 4 or 5 people were out in the open.

My mom beckons me back into the car, and we went off to Tennessee.

The dream scene was in an amusement park, I don't believe it was any one I've ever been to IRL but it looks noticeable when I think back to all the dreams I've had about these places. I'm with my childhood friend Nate. It's early in the morning and we're trying to decide which ride to go on. I suggest to him that we go on the ride that usually has the longest line but probably does not because it's so early.

We go over to the area where the ride is and look up to see the line is empty. The ride entrance is sort of purple and looks a little bit like a weird castle like staircase of some sort. It looked sort of like a water slide too but it was meant to be a rollercoaster. So we get up to the top of the ride and a person up there is showing us what the ride actually is. We're watching a simulation and there's Nate on this flat cart that had four wheels and was made of wooden planks. People are lifting him up by each end and shaking him and carrying him across this dark room of a dungeon. After that he's thrown down this hill that goes up and down. He's hitting these jumps and spinning and flipping uncontrollably to the point where it isn't even possible IRL.

We aren't even afraid to go but before we can say anything a cart appears from the left out of the wall and the person throws me on top. I fly down this slope and start hitting these hills too.

This ride was very strange. The ride was not a full rollercoaster but was actually like I was riding around on this cart trying to complete different objectives all the while there is a zombie or scary person chasing me in between objectives and to get them off I had to hit them or push them away.

The ride was called something like "Infernal Man" or "Internal Person" or "Naughtorical something." It wasn't any of these but it was something close to that. That name kept coming to me everywhere on this ride. So now I'm on this cart at the bottom going around to different areas. The ride had a pool at the bottom with a hottub and a lot of people swimming around and doing various things. It almost felt like I was back at rockbridge in a way.

I'm going to different areas and completing different things. I go up to this hottub area where there's people in the hottub and one of them comes up to me and is like "You have to blow 5 lines of parmesan cheese on this pizza" and I'm thinking 'what the fuck' as I turn around and see there's this person chasing me behind me so I smack that person in the face or punch them and start flowing cheese on this massive slice of pizza into separate lines. I manage to make 6 or 7 distinct lines so I say "see can I go now?" and then I leave to another task.

It's really hard to remember what the other tasks were but I must've completed 10-15 in this dream with no exaggeration. Eventually I get into this room where Nate had been lifted up. I see a guy to the right of me and I'm thinking "oh no not this place" with a lack of enthusiasm or care. There's usually supposed to be two big guys lifting up the cart but they only had the one guy and then a fill in girl who never did this sort of thing so when they picked me up the back was barely getting off the ground. Another person comes in and helps the back. The place is gray and dark, filled with dust, and had stoned covered walls and floors. There might've been some medieval furniture in there too. Someone starts reading to me how I had conquered the ride or something like that but I was not interested at all. I had been distracted by something.

Another dream I had which might've been an extension of the other one was I was running with my family away in some sort of apocalypse. There were massive storm clouds ahead shooting lightning at the ground. I was really afraid we were going to get struck. We were running along this giant wooden boardwalks above land/sea towards somewhere. There's a bunch of people running towards a safehouse. It's a two story run down white house. There's two lines of people at the front door trying to get in. One line was not making any progress while the right line people were moving quickly. I jump into the front and into the house. I get in there and there's a room with a dirt floor and kitchen appliances next to a staircase that lead to the second floor. I turn around and try to see where my family is. There's a person there who had no hair and dark skin asking me how I got in and I told him I "used the express line." Finally, my family gets in there but it isn't even my family anymore it's just these four random people I've never met. The dream ends when the person says the reason he let us in is because "you are my spirits."

D1 - Abstract kind of dream, different persona are fighting (a bit) over whos incharge of me. I see them as floating heads, in groups of 4, sort of in bubbles. The group in charge have a woman head honcho, she is distinctive as her face is white and green due to the lighting and her eyes are blue & green but the colours are split like when people try and get a 3d effect by splitting the colours on the image (to be reassembled via 3d glasses).

D2 - There is an election going on with a load of people gathered in a park. I have had this park before in a dream about a college, in this dream however the white stone building in the centre of the park is a hall for voting.
The campaigning party are represented by a fluorescent light Greek blue colour, which is floating around in the air (kind of).

D3 - Had a rambling dream of travelling somewhere by bike I think.
Then I set off to work early morning, feeling quite pleased with myself that I am organised and will arrive on time before rest of family are even up.
I then look around in the early light and notice that in every direction there are towering plumes of black smoke, on the horizon. I think "oh shit, apocalypse" and hurry back home.

I'm sitting in my parents living room, in my usual spot. It's late afternoon and sun outside is getting softer. It's making for some beautiful scenery as mature, big trees and their leaves are of with all colors plus golden from the sun. I pull out my iphone and start taking pictures.

Now I'm in the kitchen, and similar, beautiful trees in late afternoon sun. I grab my iphone and my regular camera, wanting to take pictures with both and compare. See if iphone makes any good pictures compared to the other one. So I walk out to the balcony to have a clear shot without window glass. My dad is there saying he was about to have a smoke, if I don't mind doing it later. I leave without a word, knowing that later will not work, because sun is going down.


I'm outside, the apocalypse is happening. The ground is shaking, buckling, ripping, lava coming out. Cool : D

I dreamed that I was another person talking to myself who was sitting with my dad at a cafeteria. I talked about the end of the world and other things, which my dad scoffed at. I reminded him that our world was plunged into apocalypse and had only recovered, which made him go quiet.

This certainly wasn't the standard type of lucid dream for me, and I'm happy it lasted longer than a couple of seconds as well, here goes.

I was in a big city, and I had my bike and my smartphone with me (I don't own a bike in real life). And then... a talking monkey stole my bike, I was uncertain what to do at first and considered calling the police. Instead however I decided to run after the monkey and got my bike back by kicking against the back wheel and knocking it off. I went back to where I was first, all the while that monkey insulted and threatened me.

That's when I got angry, and lucid. As it often happens in my dreams, even lucid, I tapped into a certain power as if it was the most natural thing ever. I called upon the moons of Tibaro.
("Moons of Tibaro" is the clear sentence I remember I said or thought in the dream. A really interesting side note is that I thought about the dream while being awake and still had a piece of information imprinted on me when I thought about the moons, one of them was called "Shadow of Pria". I might be wrong about the Pria part but I know for sure it was a short word starting with P. But yeah, I didn't remember that from the dream, the information just popped up in my mind as if I was still dreaming.)
What I essentially did was some sort of telekinesis/summoning to call in an outrageously devastating storm of meteors from the moons of Tibaro (I think there were 3 moons and I brought debris from all of them). The impacting objects were all mostly black, maybe a bit gray, and had a structure and sheen like obsidian. With time the talking monkey transfigured into something entirely different, something that I almost killed a couple of times but every time I almost had it finished it regenerated before the final blow. It didn't even have a defined shape anymore.
At some point during the fight I also got to see things from a system view. I could see the moons of Tibaro, a large but uninvolved object which I presume was the planet Tibaro, and another... planet or moon that I was on. I really wonder what that place was I was on, considering it seemed to have the size of a moon, was very close to Tibaro, yet was not considered a moon of Tibaro. And here I also got the impression that the moons of Tibaro had some consciousness of their own, and they disliked the object that I was on. This is also why I said telekinesis/summoning earlier, because I feel that I've both called upon their power as well as using my own in the form of telekinesis to direct the meteors towards me.
The fight was so huge the city was turned into fine dust in which we continued to fight, and soon the planetary object I was on got a large part of its surface blown off by the fight, up to the point that the once almost perfect sphere was now VERY unshapely.

Lots of dreams today. My sleeping "pattern" is getting more f*cked up by the day. I sleep from 5 to 15 these days (5AM to 3PM). And when I wake, I can "choose" to re-enter a dream in seconds, "on demand". My memories of these dreams are crystal clear after I wake.

In the first dream I had traveled back in time, and witnessed my own birth. I was talking to a doctor. Suddenly, he got an alert and rushed to the delivery room. I followed him through a narrow, white corridor, while recording him with my smartphone. I remembered an earlier scene, in which someone showed me a (real, not digital) photo album with pictures from my birth... and the picture I looked at was one of the doctor running through a narrow, white corridor in front of whoever took the picture - exactly what I was seeing right now. After waking up, I concluded I had to have been the one who took the pictures before I traveled back. Temporal paradox! We were in the next room, and the baby was born. Somehow, my mother (or father) weren't there. I said something to the doctor. Perhaps I suggested naming him (me), because my mother wasn't there anyway.

I was a character in an RPG game. We were in some kind of dark, partially flooded dungeon. Two guys went on ahead to retrieve an item (they had to get in the water, and dive under some kind of gate/fence) - but didn't return. I went after them. I dived, swam and retrieved the item they wanted. The boss and our mage were indeed dead. When we got back, another person said he could use the item to forge some kind of armor for me. I wasn't sure if that was a good idea. It was still early in the game.

The dream took place in a post-apocalyptic desert. We (me and another guy) were in the dunes, surrounded by tall "zombies" of sorts (a kind of mythical undead, not your average zombies). We found a Jeep, and used it to drive through and away from the Z's. I had a lot of fun with this, driving up and jumping down the dunes while driving with one hand. We got to an large abandoned city, covered half in sand. I descended down some rubble, onto the street. Suddenly, a guy appeared on top of the rubble we came from. He was some kind of badass, and owner of Jeep we stole to escape. We seemed understanding of our situation. I think he had a rifle (AR15 type), and started to explain to us how to use it. Given his apparent experience and air of badassary, we decided to listen.

In this dream, there was a guy who had stolen something, or was transporting something. He'd swallowed it, or carried it under his skin like some drug dealers do (or like the opera singer in "The Fifth Element". I was just an observer, not an actual character. The badass future version of Claire Bennet had captured him. She said she would cut it out of him, but she said it in such a menacing way, you had to feel sorry for the poor guy.

I was looking at a painting, and discarded it for another painting. I was using them to travel through time.

I was watching a movie with my mother. At some point I thought I recognized "Caroline", a girl I used to know in middle school. My mom said it wasn't her. It probably wasn't.

Wellp, I'm back. Again. Yeah, I feel really bad that I've been gone for so long! I've finally decided to try to get back into LDing. It's funny, because, the other night, I was looking at HowToLucid because I just randomly wanted to get back into the subject. The next day, one of my really good friends asked me if I'd hears of Lucid dreaming and then we talked about it for the rest of the day ^^

Aaaaannnyways, I actually recorded my dream!
Here it is!

6~14~16
My dad and I went to a school. For some reason we felt like attacking random people, and I ended up doing it. With a.... marker...? Yeah, I thought that was strange, too. But, anyways, I 'attacked' about a dozen people with an Expo Dry Erase marker. I remember attacking an older girl who I recognize from WL, and have always wanted to befriend. I felt really sorry. I also remember that, in that dream, I explored town and traveled on a public bus. Later, the dream shifted into an almost post-apocalyptic setting. I remember having to hide from my math teacher so I could steal resources/weapons from her. I collected quite a few weapons, and I stored them in a Resident Evil 4 style inventory, where I 'tetrised' things around (although I only remember storing a random sniper rifle). Then I think I woke up and attempted a WILD, but drifted into a nonlucid dream. In this dream, I remember running a shop. Well, it wasn't much of a shop, but I was in one of those barber shop-type buildings. A whole bunch of kids from my school (more specifically, boys) came in and out of the building but literally all they did was sit down. I remember recognizing a guy I share all my classes with IWL. The only thing I really did was wipe off the doorknob, but for some reason it had the same feeling as my previous dreams.

Dream
I remember being outside a large warehouse building, it's a sort of mid-apocalypse world where zombies have slowly begun converting/killing off humans. I was barefoot, and the virus could spread through contact with blood.. I had some on my foot, but the virus wasn't a death penalty. You could contract it and then fight it off, like most viruses. I looked at my feet and swore, I could see my joints browning with some blue veins patching nearing the infected area. I knew had a feeling that I'd be fine, right now there was a more imminent threat. Me and someone else next to me were running.. There were zombies attacking the place, which had previously been zombie-proof. There were others living here too, albeit it was never meant to outlast the apocalypse. We sprinted into the warehouse passing a few other people carrying food out the way we came. We didn't warn them, it was survival of the fittest... We ran up some metal grate stairs and kept on running, I don't remember anything else.

Dream - Lucid

I was at the house I grew up in. My family was there with me, my mom, dad, and brother. It was, once again, the zombie apocalypse. I remember being in my old bedroom with a family member, and them opening the door to check if the coast was clear. They freaked out as they saw a bunch of zombies coming towards the door. If I am not mistaken, through the doorway, I saw that same ponytailed zombie from my last apocalypse dream first before the horde. I went to the door in a panic to shut the zombies out.

Then, we were all packing up to leave, to go somewhere safer. Similar to Fear the Walking Dead, we had a huge boat in the garage we were going to escape on. I was packing my things quickly, trying to only take what I needed, but I was throwing lots of extra things in there; I felt bad leaving anything behind, though I knew I couldn't take everything. I remember putting a lot of clothing in the suitcase.

I then overheard some guys that were doing some landscaping work on our house discussing our boat. I was afraid they were planning to steal it, so I started to frantically hurry my family along in packing up. They didn't seem to get my sense of urgency, but I kept urging anyway. My brother had no clean clothes to pack, so we got his dirty clothes hamper and we started to pack dirty clothes in his room. It didn't matter that they were dirty; we needed to get out of there ASAP.

I wanted to take at least one of our cats. The cats that were there were Pounce (deceased IWL), Ziggy (also deceased IWL), and my current IWL cat, Belle. I wanted it to be Pounce that we took. I saw her sitting under the kitchen table. I pictured myself putting her in my current cat's cage to take her along. For some reason though, we weren't going to take the cats with us.

We then were putting the packed suitcases into the back of the boat, which was now a huge van-like vehicle. In the garage, the landscapers drove by on this huge white cherry-picker-type machine. They said something to us, hi maybe, not sure. But it made me feel more urgent in packing. I stuck my suitcase in the back. All the suitcases fit nicely. I remember someone putting some 12-packs of Coke in the back as well.

I then was getting in the van to sit down. Inside, I saw Jarrod and another person getting things ready to go.

~

I was at the house I grew up in. I was in my room, which was dark save for the closet light. I was lying on the opposite side of the bed from what I normally used to sleep on, and I was giving birth. I was alone. The baby was born, and I cut the cord myself. It was a girl. I then gave birth to many more babies, two who were still-born. The still-born babies didn't seem to bother me, I just knew I had to keep birthing babies. I labored and cut all the cords myself, setting the newborns wrapped up in white blankets on a bedside table. They were all so quiet and sleepy. I had I believe 6 in total, but I kept thinking there were only 5 there. Most were girls and only 2 were boys. The two girls born first I named Alana and Alyssa. I named one of the boys Michael, but I don't think I named the rest.

I then started breastfeeding each baby. I would take them in either the cradle hold or football hold and bring them to my right breast first (the one my daughter IWL preferred). I would them pull my lips over my teeth to simulate some sort of latch? I don't know why I did this, but it made sense in the dream that I had to do it so the baby would latch. The babies succeeded and didn't succeed. There were some attempts that were great, and the baby got some colostrum, and others the babies had trouble latching, but there was never any crying or screaming from them. I remember for one baby, I had to brush my nipple to their cheek so they would root that way to get to the milk. They were all so mild-mannered and sleepy. When I finished the feeds, I would put the babies back onto the bedside table.

I was then explaining to someone in the house that 2 babies were still-born. Again, it didn't seem to bother me, as if it was just a natural thing that happened (which it is, I guess).

I then remember something about a huge dental needle. My mom I think was going to give it to me in my cervix so I'd have more babies. I was done for the day though. I had so many babies to care for already.

I never felt tired or overwhelmed from all the babies either, just a sense of duty and a neutrality that kept me going.

~

This dream was sort of a pick up from the last dream. All the babies were there. I was with my family and some others I believe. Alana was still just a newborn, but she looked like a toddler. She said she wanted to eat some apples and apple juice. She didn't want anything else. I wasn't sure she was old enough for that, but she insisted. I figured I'd get her a bag of pre-sliced apples. Alana looked like she was related to this girl I know IWL, Alicia; she looked like one of her IWL daughters. I believe Alicia was also there.

I then was at the store with my husband, one of my best friends IWL Cherie', and a girl named Meghan that I don't hardly talk to IWL. The store resembled a "super" Kroger that I don't frequent IWL because I don't know where everything is there, as it is so big. I was not shopping with them I don't think, but waiting for them to finish. When they came back to me, I was standing in this lobby-type area on the second floor of the building. Apparently, the grocery store was not the only thing this building had. It was kind of like a huge shopping center with different stores and activities on different levels. They came to me and they hadn't gotten apples or apple juice. They had gotten cheese though, which I thought Alana wanted. I forgot if she wanted cheese, apples, or apple sauce, but I KNEW she wanted apple juice. I got pissed that my husband had picked out all the wrong things. I headed down to go shopping. I had to go down this weird, metal, roller slide thing. If you ever went to Discovery Zone as a child, picture the rolly slide they had there, only silver metal instead of multicolored plastic. There were areas on it that were bigger, darker rollers and you had to do something to put more of your weight down on those, and they would lower you to where you needed to go. I remember sitting on it backwards and not being sure how to trigger the big rollers to let you down. I did it though.

We were then shopping again, and this time, we STILL didn't get apple juice. We walked down the aisles looking and my husband picked out these canned mandarin oranges in a sugary juice. We checked out and I was, once again, so pissed that we still didn't get apple juice. We were on the second floor lobby again, and I asked my husband if he was stupid and went back down to the store with Meghan and Cherie to actually finally get apple juice. We wandered around the store, and I went to the aisles that I thought for sure the apple juice would be on, but nothing. We finally asked an employee, and she pointed down an aisle and told us it was there, and at the end of the aisle. Well, we went down the aisle and it was just these big containers of I think cereal, no juice of any kind. I was getting frustrated and worried about Alana, as she was back home and needed to eat. I came to the end of the aisle, and we were at the back of the store where they keep a lot of cold items in coolers and freezers. I didn't want frozen apple juice, but I didn't know that we had another choice. I opened a cooler and there was unfrozen, refrigerated apple juice in a HUGE container. The container had written on it on the left-hand side: "0% orange juice, 100% apple juice, 0% (some other fruit) juice". I thought about how much juice Alana really needed, and pictured her actual size. She was as tiny as a fairy and was floating around, but still looking and acting like a toddler. She definitely didn't need a lot of juice, but this was the only container I could find, so I put it in the cart and we started heading back to the check out. We ran into a girl I knew when I was going to school named Kris. She and Meghan exchanged a greeting, as they had been best friends apparently at some point. They called each other their apparent old high school nicknames, one had something to do with the name Jasmine. We passed them and went on to this weird, almost blacklight looking area in the store.

We then were at checkout. We were going to this line where you had to get this weird machine with a long cord so people would check you out. There was a big, younger black man there with the machine wrapped around him, which he had apparently broken. The cashiers or someone was getting onto him a little for it.

~

Now THIS is the recall I'm talking about! Hell yeah. I woke from my first dream and immeditely took notes in my phone. The second two I didn't take notes for. Getting that recall back up to par! Yay! Also, the hormones during pregnancy really drive up the vividness factor in my dreams so that is a HUGE plus to being pregnant, you know, besides the obvious growing a new life thing.