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I was walking down the road at night with some people. We were gonna buy something. The place has lots of lights. Malate?

I had to withdraw from an ATM. Not sure if there was one nearby. We were inside the mall. Food court?

Dream 1

I'm in a car with Kayley and she asks if she's a good driver. I tell her the truth and tell her the difference between a good driver and a safe driver. I tell her she's a safe driver. She doesn't take it too kindly and she seemed to think she was a good driver.

I'm now on foot and walking towards a house flat. I see Jamie Pennys kids at the door step. I decide to turn around and leave. As I turn around a corner I see Jamie himself. I mention to him that I saw his kids out the front of his house.

Kayley seems to have bailed on me and I have to figure out how to get home. I start to think about the long distance it'll take to get home. I have a backpack on so I check for money inside of it, and find a few coins. I see a man on the other side of the road and he's standing next to a car and looks a little suspect. He just doesn't look like a guy with good intentions. I'm taken back by the size of the man, hes very tall. He offers me a smoke which is unlit but looks to have been already half smoked. I keep insisting to him on why I don't want the cigarette. I tell him I quit a long time ago. I have a feeling the cigarette itself has something wrong with it and would cause harm if smoked. I end up taking a couple of drags of the cigarette. I tell him his very tall and he tells me his 6'8. I have a feeling his taller than that.
I can now see a scene of the guy in a nightclub. Two males approach him and they're taken back as well by the size of him. They tell him jokingly ''Where's your cousins at?!'' meaning that they must be tall as well. Now he's cousins come into the scene, and they're just as tall.
The man asks where the bus is, and I look into the distance and see one coming. The bus looks weird from the distance. It looked skinny. I tell him ''There's a bus coming, but I doubt it's yours''.

Dream 2

I'm sitting at the computer, about to play some online poker. I enter a table and notice that Max is sitting at the table also. He name is odd and consists of Max in it. My avatar is a picture of myself and I quickly leave hoping he hasn't seen me.

My computer shuts down from being hacked. I figured it was Max, he must have seen me before I left. I walk over to my Dad, who is in front of his own computer. He seems to be having problems as well. He tells me that Microsoft Office isn't working. I tell him about Libre Office, which is FREE.

Dream 3

I'm walking down a street. As I'm walking, I'm pissing at the same time, leaving a trail behind me. I see that there's two males on their bikes heading towards me. I get worried thinking they're going to know I left a trail of piss behind me. I get on my skateboard and start to try and build up speed, but seem to struggle with power and cardio. I look back where I had previously pissed and see that it wasn't as noticeable as first thought.

I reach a beach which is windy and overcast. I see that there's snow and rocks leading towards the ocean. There's a flash of lightning which hits the ground only meters away from me. There's a lot of people looking towards the ocean. I have a look to see what all the fuss is about and notice that the waves are swelling a lot and that there looks to be a lot of seals in the water. The waves begin to come over the concrete barrier where I am standing and begins to flood. My shoes get soaked but I feel no sensation of wetness or cold in my foot. As I'm leaving the beach I throw some snow at a kid and he gets pissed off at me. I think he's a bit of a sook, so I flick sand up towards his face to toughen him up.

I'm now at Josh's old house in Strofford Ave. I enter the house through the backdoor and notice that there's a dog trying to enter the house also. I have to push him back to stay outside. I stroll through his kitchen and notice that his bench top is different and see a toaster near the sink. I leave the kitchen and walk into the lounge room. I see Dad standing next to what looks like a iron board. Dad begins to question me, as if I had done something wrong. I keep insisting that everything is fine but he keeps digging for answers. He asks if I'm hiding a female in my room. He now goes on about something I may have done outside. I start to get confused on why he's questioning me so much.

Dream 4

I'm on Dreamviews IRC and I'm talking to gab. Gab asks me a question and I don't seem to be paying enough attention to what she asks and I respond with the answer. Gab asks me to explain my answer and I feel I have been caught out not paying attention.

I'm now sitting down talking to some people that work at the bank. I begin to tell lie to them about having a house and that I have been living in it for 3 years. I hope that Daryl is over hearing our convocation cause he would find it funny that I'm making shit up as the convocation goes along. I start to get confused and can't seem to follow what the bank employees are telling me.
I see Daryl sitting at a table with three young ladies.

Daryl takes me to another room inside the bank. He introduces me to another bank employee. I tell him I didn't understand what they were telling me earlier. He hands me some paper.

Dream 5 - 9:25AM (Lucid - MILD, DEILD)

I'm watching a female get ready for a fight. She is standing where the fighters are usually checked by the referee. I begin to come aware in the dream and I start concentrating on her facial features, until I realize I am dreaming.
I think I'm in a class room and I kneel down to stabilize the dream and start to feel/smell/rub face/lick the carpet. I dream still feels a tad unstable. I begin to feel as if I'm still in bed and have something covering most of my vision (probably sleeping mask). I successfully attempt to bring on a false awakening to restart the dream, by falling backwards with my eyes shut. I feel my body float to the ground. I start to visualize the last thing I saw in my dream which works instantly. I'm back in the dream but only for a few seconds before I wake up.

Side Notes

Night 2-3 of practicing MILD with success. I become lucid just before my wake up alarm goes off, this is a common thing for my lucid dreams.

Hitting every other night for my previous 4 lucid nights! The first DILD this night was fairly short and the second DILD even shorter. Still fun!

8/5/14 **1115 5am(wbtb) at bank with D (crayfish guy). Help figure out how much deposit or withdrawal. / train travel time altogether versus? / I see old co-worker R in our employee gym working out. I greet him and ask him how he's doing. I wake up and think that should have made me lucid since he no longer works there. One of several mini awakenings as my wife gets ready for the day. I tell myself to watch out for several dream signs including being at the office again. / I am at the office again but I don't catch it right away. I'm sitting in an office chair and I spin on it and I believe the feeling of the spin makes me suspicious that I'm dreaming (or I already was suspicious or semi-lucid) and I spin some more and it is a lot of fun. I just keep spinning and spinning on the chair. I worried for a moment that I could be at work looking like a fool spinning like that and I decide that I will just float up and erase any doubt that I'm dreaming. I float up and enjoy the feeling and decide I might as well float on out of the building and I float on up through several stories floor by floor (fully phase) seeing different people. Some sexy women and I think about stopping but I just keep going and when I exit the top of the building I wake up. / I am looking at a Dreamviews dream journal posting by StephL and reading that she had two lucid dreams last night the first one was short again and she use the word poo, as in poo on another short one. Her second one was longer and one of the two dreams had something to do with driving or going somewhere when she realized that she was dreaming. I haven't looked at Dreamviews since last night so it would be cool if it was true that she had two, but even better if she had two longer ones. another mini awakening... / I am in some room. my wife is getting ready and I am sitting on the edge of a bed or couch and a small dark gray cat walks up to me down by my feet I reach down and start petting it. Wait a minute. I don't have a cat. I'm dreaming again! The cat is friendly nudging his head towards my hands as I continue petting it(dc interact).I wake. I had some other shorter dreams that I forgot.

Entry 7/13/14

Blue: Non-Lucid
Bold: Lucid
Black: Awake

I dream that me and a crew of guys are walking towards the entrance of a bank. The bank is located in the inner part of a large city, and people are all around us. Our getaway is ready and waiting, a helicopter on top of a roof. Before we enter the bank, we do something in the street(I can't recall what) that ends up distracting the police. We then enter the bank, and I pull out a small handgun and fire into the air. Everyone immediately freaked out, and my crew all began shouting at them.
"Everyone get down on the ground! I want everyone lying face down on the floor! Don't try anything! We won't give you any second chances!" the crew leader said.
I now pulled out my rifle, a G36C with an ergonomic grip, green laser and an ACOG scope. All the people on the bank were frightened for sure, not daring to move. Meanwhile, the rest of the crew was setting up to open the bank vault. This bank would never exist in real life; no security guards, no cameras, and the bank vault was in an unprotected room for everybody to see.
One of our crew now began placing satchel charges on the vault, and the rest of us guarded. I was walking around the room, when a couple of people sat up. My gun was down, and I took a hold of it.
"On your face!" I screamed at them. Two of the three people listened, but the third, a young woman, didn't. "On your face!" I screamed again. She simply gave me a dirty look, and didn't budge an inch. I pulled up my gun, and before I could lift it up at her she laid back down on her face. I moved along in relief, glad I didn't have to shoot an innocent civilian. I continued walking around, and a couple more people sat up.
"GET BACK ON YOUR FACE!" I yelled. They immediately obliged, and got back down on the floor. The vault was now opened, and our crew grabbed all the money. I however, stayed to hold guard over the bank. Two normal policemen entered the bank, and all of us hid ourselves. They looked around, confused as to where we were hiding. We were lucky no one in the bank was ballsy enough to give us away.
I then peaked out and aimed down the sight of my G36C, and I lined up the sight right over the first cop's head. I fired, and the cop spun back. I then shifted my aim over to the next cop and took him out as well.
All of my crew got up now and rushed out of the bank. I stayed at the entrance as they crossed the street. SWAT cars and police cruisers were all speeding to the scene, and it was about to get messy out here.
I held my G36C as they police converged upon my position, and I was ready to return fire. In a matter of seconds SWAT were coming from both sides of the street. My team had crossed the street and entered into the building where our chopper was waiting. I had stayed back to fight off the coming resistance.
SWAT were coming from both ways, so I stepped back into the bank and prepared to fire. Three or four guys came in the front door, and I fired rapidly, spamming my trigger until they were all dead. My gun was single-fire only it would appear, so I had to be quick with my shooting. More cops rushed in, and then I took them out as well.
I stepped outside shortly afterwards and looked around. No more cops were coming to me. Instead, they had shifted their focus to the building my crew was in. I could see the SWAT team running past windows towards my crew, and they'd be screwed if I didn't stop the police. I aimed down my scope and began taking pop shots at the police, hitting a few of them in the back. It wasn't until long my crew reached the chopper, and they flew off to safety. I then ran off and made my own escape.
I soon reached my crew mate's home and he let me in. He was freaking out because a policeman was coming for a search of his home. He still had his bag of money and his gear from the heist. So we took the money and gear and hid it someplace special(I don't remember where). The cop now came, and we let him in. He started looking around for suspicious objects, when I spotted what he was looking for. There was something from the heist on the floor(I don't remember what again), and so I grabbed it with a tissue, and I walked off with it unseen. Without getting any prints on it I hid it away so no one would ever find it.
My crew mate now entered his room with me, and we saw an open pizza box on his bed, and three or four pieces left in it.
"We gotta destroy the evidence man." he said. So we ate the pizza, and it wasn't before long when I awoke.

June 23, 2014

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I was traveling with my dad (or rather, someone's dad. I wasn't "me" in this dream, but I don't know exactly who I was), and we had just walked through a large garden/yard, with paths cutting across in various spots. (Whoa, I just remembered a dream from ages ago)

We came up to a large house (two floors, lots of glass windows, I could see a huge TV on the ground floor) in a bowl-like yard. As we walked toward the house, to the left was a row of other, much smaller houses along a street. I don't remember noticing what was on the right side or behind the house (OMG I just remembered another dream from a long time ago. Shit, man)

That night, I was sitting outside the house, looking at the roofs of the line of houses to the left of the house. There was something strange about the gable of the house at the end of the row, closest to the garden/yard we'd come through to get to the house, though I can't remember exactly what ws strange about it. I just know that I was staring at it, inspecting it, trying to figure out why that different thing about it was different.

Then, there was a mother and her son walking in from that garden. I blinked, and I was out of my body, watching the mother and son running through that garden moments before. Then, I watched through the mother's eyes as she and her son jumped over a fence in the garden, figured out it was an enclosure, and jumped back over. I (she) was searching for something, but I didn't know what it was. I just knew that safety was just a little bit further ahead, but it was always just a little bit further ahead. Behind me, hopefully far behind me and my son, was an abusive husband-an abusive father. We'd run away from him.

My son and I descended into the bowl-yard (holy shit I keep remembering really random dreams from years ago) and got separated. I panicked. I looked every direction, but I heard a loud, sharp, painful BANG, more panic, I started running without much direction, looking for my son, when there was another BANG and everything stopped...

I left the POV of the mother then, and was seeing through my own eyes again; the mother and son had been two animals. I had thought they were human at first, since it was dark and I couldn't see well. I think they were deer, but I'm not certain. I turned to my right to see my father, holding a smoking shotgun. "Why did you kill them...?" I was shocked and so sad. "It was just a momma and her baby...!" I suddenly got super angry at him, and stormed off into the house. I ignored him for the rest of the night, and wouldn't speak to him the next morning. He kept trying to make me feel better, or to make up for killing the animals, but he wouldn't give me the one thing I wanted, which was an apology. He wasn't sorry at all, and that's why I was so fracking mad.

I had sat down in front of the huge TV at some point that day, but couldn't get it to work; there was some sort of password to make it work, and I didn't know it. I asked my father, who was in the kitchen, if he was at all sorry about shooting the son. He'd shot the young one first. "He was so young..."

But my father still wasn't sorry. I was so angry that I just left the house alltogether. I stood outside, wondering what I could possibly do. It wasn't much, but I decided to make a small memorial for the mother and son in the spot where the son had been shot. I went back inside to watch TV, since my father had gotten it working, but as I was searching for a channel, it turned off and I couldn't get it to turn back on.

So I went back outside, and suddenly, where I'd made the memorial, there was a bank drive-thru. My dream self (who still wasn't really me) didn't seem to be surprised, haha. I walked up to the teller and asked to withdraw $10 from my account. The teller smiled and asked me when I would like the withdrawal to arive at my house.

"Can't I just get the money now...?"
"Oh, no, you need a Start Account for that. Normal accounts can only withdraw on a 2-day minimum waiting period."
"Well how do you know I don't have a Start Account...?" I asked.
The teller pointed to a few people who were suddenly there. They all had a small blue pin on their chests. The pins had "Start" written in mirror-writing in white ink. I looked down at my own chest; I had no pin.

Then I woke up.

I dreamt that I pulled into A SECU which was on a lot with a gas station. I parked my car and went into a Denny's, where I met Kristy. We waited to be seated and I thought the waitresses were rude. I also dreamt that my car was showing low tire pressure.

So, I haven't been keeping very good track of dreams.

Helicopter:
About a week ago - had a dream I was in a helicopter with someone. I looked down and there was fog rolling across a field, rolling in waves like an ocean. There was a storm in the distance, I could see it across several farm fields, but it was beautiful. On the edge of the fields there was a forest. The helicopter flew down until it was only a few feet above the ground, and we flew through a forest. I had a vague idea I was dreaming, and I wanted to share this with one of my friends, so I tried to turn the helicopter pilot into one of my friends. I looked away and looked back. When I looked back, her face was blurred out, but she hadn't fully changed. When this stuff happens, you'd think it would be super creepy in a Silent Hill sort of way, but when I am dreaming it's just a "this didn't completely work" sort of thing and doesn't bother me. I woke up.

I've had a few lucid dreams over the past 2 weeks but I've also been bad about recording those, so I'll just record last night:


Lucid:
Woke up ~8 am. Got up to use the bathroom. Went back to bed with the idea that it would probably be easy to transition to a lucid dream at this point.

Fell asleep, as normal. At some point, I became semi-aware while I was in the grey fog. I am familiar with the fog, by now. I knew that because I didn't "have a body" at the moment, I wouldn't be able to enter a dream (this is something it took a while to figure out, and it's just the way it works for me). I decided to do my technique of "walking" forward until my feet took form I could see my feet. I looked down at where my feet would be and began "walking". After spending a while doing it, suddenly my feet came into being. Once they came into being, I decided to try to bring an environment into being. Suddenly, the world popped into place. It startled me so much that I fell on my butt.

I was now sitting in a yard in front of a house. It was very clear. There was a house behind me that I didn't notice very much, and trees all around me. The grass I was sitting on was vibrantly green and soft. I saw some little flowers growing in it (like little daisies) and thought about picking one. Before I did that, though, I decided to look around. Everything was crystal clear, no "dream fuzziness" at all.

I heard a car in the distance. It stopped at the curb next to me. Curious, I stood up to take a look. I could see the driver inside, his features were quite clear without the "dream fuzzies" that sometimes happen when I see a dream character. He opened the door and stepped out and suddenly everything became fuzzy and gray again.

My body had disappeared again. I began to rub my hands together. After a while of rubbing, they suddenly appeared in front of me. I was pleased and tried to cause the landscape to reappear. Unfortunately, I guess I hadn't stabilized enough because my hands disappeared again and I woke up a little bit.

I settled back down and tried to imagine walking while looking at my feet again, and holding the hand of a friend to try to make them appear with me once I "existed" again, as sort of an anchor (I am holding onto them and they are in the environment that we are both in, so they stabilize me and vice versa). It doesn't really work and I feel like I can feel my feet shuffling in my bed (I'm never completely sure if they actually are or it is an illusion that they are).

It doesn't really work. I give up and drift into deeper sleep.

Kitten:
I dream I am robbing banks as an accomplice with a dream character (Caucasian guy with dark shaggy hair, thin and generally unhealthy and unreliable looking). At one point we end up in a production room where people are packing up cocaine for distribution. I have a tiny orange tabby kitten and I am worried about its welfare. I carry it with me at all times. We are going to go rob a bank and crash at a motel and my fellow bank-robber tells me to just leave the kitten outside and it will be fine. I start to leave it there but panic and come back and bring it with me. It's a huge inconvenience, but I cannot bring myself to leave my kitten alone outside where something may happen to it.

I see on the news that I am being listed as an accomplice for murders, but I haven't murdered anybody, and I didn't know that my bank-robbing buddy has been killing people. I decide I need to get away now, that even if I'm on the hook for robberies I'm definitely innocent of killing people. I can't leave my kitten behind, though, I am too worried about it. I'm also worried something will happen to it if my bank-robbing accomplice or the police catch up to me. I run through the woods (I don't have the van/car) and come upon a house there. I know that one of my IRL friends, James, lives in it, and that it would be safe to leave the kitten with him because I trust him. He opens the door and is friendly, as if he doesn't know I've been robbing banks (or doesn't care), and happily agrees to take care of my kitten.

This lucid is from the morning of 5/16/2014.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #210: Low Altitude Superman

I’m standing in a slow-moving line at a bank. The guy in front of me is getting agitated and he starts screaming at the teller to “Hurry it up!” He gesticulates wildly and shrieks “Goddamn!” I start getting a little stressed, thinking this could turn into a situation. I vaguely hope that it’s all a dream and lucky me, it is!

The angry man seems to calm down and I wander outside through a set of automatic doors. It’s nighttime and I’m in standing in a covered, circular entrance driveway like you might find in front of some hospitals and hotels.

I boast to the nearby DCs that “this is a lucid dream” and then start flying. I hover about two feet off of the ground, barely moving. I punch my fist forward Superman-style, hoping that this will somehow cause something awesome to happen because these DCs don’t seem especially impressed.

My speed starts really picking up and soon I’m rocketing around the circular drive at knee height. This tends to freak the DCs out as I get close. I zoom around, faster and faster, seeing how far I can push my speed. I have a great time with this until the dream ends.

Had another lucid! That's two for March, which is getting my hopes up for the future since I've been absolutely unsuccessful at lucid dreaming since my return in June. So hopefully I can keep the consistency alive!

The dream starts with myself and my friend Robert. We are in the process of robbing a bank together. I don't recall the actual hold up very well, but after we take the money the authorities show up to thwart our devious plans. However Rob and I take extreme actions and I believe we kill one of two cops in an attempt to escape the bank.

We successfully escape the bank and rush out into the parking lot. The cops are showering Rob and I with bullets, but luckily their aim sucks. I tell Rob that we'll never get to the getaway car at this rate. So, we take another extreme act of insurgency and get into a police car that is unguarded and drive off. The cops continue firing at us as we drive off, but their terrible aim allows us to get away unscathed.

I toss the money into the back as Rob drives the cop car away. As we're driving off I soon take notice that Rob is doing the speed limit of what I think was 35. I look at Rob cock-eyed and wonder what the hell he's doing.
"Rob, what the hell are you doing?" I say.
"Gotta go the speed limit dude." Rob replies.
"We just robbed a fucking bank!" I exclaim. "We're already going to jail if we get pulled over! Just go over the speed limit!"
"But they don't have the make on this car yet." Rob argues.
"What the fuck are you talking about?!" I snap. "We stole a fucking police car! They'll know who we are in a single glance!"
"Whatever man," Rob says. "Still gotta do the speed limit."
I facepalm as Rob turns onto the freeway now and takes the on-ramp. We pick up the pace ever so slightly as the speed limit goes up to 55(just an FYI for anyone outside the US or UK, we use miles per hour, not kilometers, so 55 is actually considerably fast).

We now exit the freeway just as the speed goes up to 65. I wished Rob had been driving that fast from the start, and now we'll probably end up on some dumb 25 road. Sure enough, we end up on a residential street(which are all usually 25 in America). And before we know it, the cops catch up to us and cut us off.

Rob and I get out of the car with our hands up. The cops pull out their guns and aim at us, they're going to shoot! I begin to cower in fear as the officers prepare to fire, and I think about how I can let it end this way. That's when I become lucid by pure luck. I jump up high into the air and come back down, testing my power out a little bit. I go up to a police officer, thinking of the February task of the month, to pull your own heart out. I get the idea to try and pull his heart out, but I can't do it. I grab on and end pull it forward, but it won't come out. The officers all freak out from my clearly superhuman power and leave the scene quickly.

Rob and I travel inside where I look around and think about the TOTM. I recall the middle name task and turn to random DC.
"What's your middle name?" I ask.
"Krejelt," (I think that's what she said, I recalled it this morning but I've forgotten now). "That's K-R-E-J-E-L-T."
"Thanks." I say, and then I leave.

Time to do two tasks in one dream! I remember I need to pinch someone who isn't wearing green. I begin searching around, only to discover that everyone is wearing green. What the fuck?! This isn't fair! I continue searching desperately for someone in green, and then I come across my friend Hannah who is sitting on a couch with what I think was a cast on her right leg. She isn't wearing any green, she's the perfect victim. Someone from behind says something before I can, and I turn to see who it is. It's my friend' solder brother Nick, and as I acknowledge him, I awake. NO!

I don't remember much of this one, because i had some problems right when i woke up, so my mind wasn't on my dreams that night, but anyways here is what i remember.
At the beginning i remember i had some really nice and enlightening dreams, i was able to interpret(?) my dreams, while i was having them, so you could say i was kind of in a semi-lucid state, because i knew i was having those dreams, but they are a bit fuzzy...
I'm in my moms car with her and we are driving along a familiar mountain road. We were discussing whether she'd buy me chinese food or not, she didn't want to, but damn i love chinese. It was fall, but as we took a turn along the road, the season suddenly changed to spring and we weren't on a mountain road anymore, it was more like in the middle of a field, but still high on a mountain... At this point i stopped paying attention to what my mom was mildly shouting to me and started having thoughts about skateboarding. I was thinking about how i land this gnarly trick and feel nice.
Earlier in my dream i think i was at this local skateboarding spot, a bank, which has a set of 5 stairs and i managed to ollie up them which is way to high for me to do in real life just yet, but i ollied up a couple of times and then some bloke showed up and i couldn't do it again...
I woke up after that... I wish i remembered more about this dream, it was really enlightening!

29.10.2013 3/3

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Eu e a Juliana estávamos ajoelhados no Bradesco e orando.

I was alone in a bank and I picked up a dollar bill of some sort at a booth only to look at it and I saw an image of someone or something that resembled Gollum printed on it who also was a bank teller at one time. Then it (The being) popped up to the left of the booth very still like a statue while the color of the room faded and sound died. I think I then went up to it and touched it and said "Jesus Christ! Never to be again..." And I may have floated upwards and perhaps I then saw white too, Then I woke up.

This may have been the same night I dreamed of cake in water and pizza in a room with some other people there including a cashier from a grocery store who I met once.

Below in between the quotation marks is what I wrote at the time.

"Dec. 4

The only parts I remember are towards the end. It was in a park near a bay of water and a bank was going to be built there. A kid and Shaquille O'Neal (I think it was Shaq, I can't be sure... Does this remind you of the "Kazaam" Movie?) Didn't like it so Shaq went in at night to presumably destroy the place before it was finished being built. Unfortunately for him, He was caught by a watchman or someone who chased him out the door and Shaq's legs were caught in a tape measure as he was lowered down from the door (Where there used to be a path) And he was being shocked by electricity. It actually felt to me like he was being shocked too. Weird... "



The path was a dirt path. I'm not sure how far he was "Lowered down".

The first of two WILDs that I experienced last night on my first-ever trial with galantamine. Both of these dreams were very vivid and stable but had a much more somber, vulnerable feel than my usual LDs. Confidence was far, far below normal levels, which gave this dream a very different shape than most for me.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #41: This Mortal Life

I'm in a high-rise condo, looking out over a nighttime cityscape. I float to the window but it feels like it takes much more effort than usual. The beauty of the city below captivates me, though, and I spend a long while watching the headlights of the cars below as they travel the grid of city streets.

Outside of the condo is a bank lobby. All manner of friends and family from my waking life are wandering about conducting their business. I talk at length with different people I've lost touch with, asking them about what direction life has taken them. As I talk to each of them, they gradually grow old and tired, sitting down in chairs along the walls of the room. Once seated, the old version of the person looks away from me and lapses into silence.

The adjacent room is a grand ballroom where a group of perhaps two dozen strangers is having a cocktail party. The level of detail on these DCs is unnecessarily high, bordering on ridiculous. Shoulder blades shifting gently under the skin, moles, those subtle wrinkles that you don't notice in waking life.

I want to move on to a new location, and I think of the "Trinity" atomic detonation Task of the Year. I planned to portal, so I try to produce a portal gun with an over-the-shoulder grab I've used time and again to produce items. But I see my hyper-detailed shadow on the floor, and it's got nothing on its back. Sure enough, my hand comes back empty. I try this over and over, but after enough tries I have to give in. I try phasing through a pane of glass, but it's as solid as waking life. I try floating, but now I seem rooted to the ground. Even though I know that all of this is my dream, I just can't muster the confidence and belief necessary to put this into action. I feel like just another DC in my own dream.

Outside of the ballroom I spot Wife walking with my sister-in-law and brother-in-law. I join them, and she tells me that they're heading down to the vaults underground. I'm interested, and I follow them through a long series of tunnels. I spend much of this time trying to convince Wife to try out lucid dreaming, but she keeps insisting that she's got important business in the vaults to worry about first. As I probe further into this, the dream ends.

I'm in a bank. I'm asked to complete a transfer for a man that works there. We are in an office that multiple people share. I sit at a woman's computer who I don't know. I look on the desktop for an icon that would lead to a transfer but I don't find one. I open up a game that is like The Sims. I eat some of her candy.

I work in a tall stone building. Maybe brick. The corridors remind me of Hogwarts. Not all mythical like. Just the architecture. This workplace of mine empties out to a busy city/town that I visit often. Full of twists, turns, hills and hidden doors. The main walk of this town takes you to waterfront. I often get lost in this city.