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We've been in a house.

I come back from the hall of Bv Roca. I salute Daniel who was living there in Depto 7. He was thin. Outside, in the streets it was night already and there was a friend called Peru and i saluted the parents of Franc.

Then i dream about being in a camp, like a Oxford university campus, and i dreamt about guitar and weed. I plug it in and find myself "hacked?", they wanted to destroy the amps. I was at that time Brandon Stark. I look at front of me and there was like the royal crown in the building in front of me, in a balcony of stone, and i was like on a trial. There comes to my right Rickon and to my right Arya Stark riding a horse with armour. She was against me, and Rickon blamed me.

Briene gives le a horse to pass through the people. I was like humilliated, and that horse really helped me to get away quicker from that scenario, but anyways i was in the city like imprisoned. We went far anyways, the scenario was like street Ituzaingo in Cordoba but also looked like England. There was nobody there, and i was like an observer at that time or probably the character itself, but now i have turned into Sansa Stark. I cut my hair so i could look like a boy and put a headband, like a pirate. I was walking on the street, or observing Sansa walking on the street (as she being my sister) and a prince comes down from a limousine with evil intentions, like to kidnap her. So she took a kitchen knife out of her pockets and she stabbed him. I ran to her and we ran together. Nobody on street saw that so we reached where we have to be to travel, and we travelled.

We reached our house, Baigorria in Rio Cuarto, and we were the earliest people, the brothers. Sofia was also at home. She was in danger although nobody knew about this. She wanted to scape for the day, so we went through the hall and upstairs. Then she opened the left door and went out through the roof. I wanted to do the same, and like fly maybe, but i didn't realized i was dreaming. I came down and the door was opened. There i find my sister and my grandmother already there. I was like limited in my moves, i wasn't free, so i had to find myself an excuse to go upstairs again. I had to find dirty clothes to wash. There were none on my room. So i went downstairs to the living room. There were people inspecting the luggage. They were like police or private guys actually. I asked them and they didn't reply, and they even acted like authoritary. I went to the small desk on the cushions and asked there if those sockets were clean or dirty. The guy didn't know how to reply, after a long time of looking at it he didn't know what to say so i concluded they were clean. More people came already and they were like taking drinks already. My parents were part of the court, and for the situation (whatever the situation was) they were like the ones to blame in the court (but not by those outside, so i was kinda safe when i was with them but i didn't trust them). My mother tells me something about my older sister, that she went with her friend that what else could we expect, early in the morning already. I said something like yes, and nothing else. People still weren't aware of the death of that prince, that by the way the mother or aunt of him was there, in the house. I thought that everyone knew but they didn't want to expand the news, not for some days at least. I went upstairs again and my aunt, Analia, shouts from downstairs calling me to have desert. I said no, im going to take a shower and she calls me again and my mother as well. They really wanted to things go by their intentions, but i was firm in my position no matter the stupid consequences, so i said No!. And i probably went to take a shower so i had dirty cloth to go upstairs and wash the cloth and close the door of the roof.

All of the time i was like hiding, imprisioned, suspicious, and like lying to myself and others with my attitude probably, because of what my sister did, and i wanted to "protect" her from the consequences, something impossible to do. Nobody scapes his/her karma.

Just when I'm getting back into the swing of things I'm off out for a few days again, it's going to completely throw me off my efforts to lucid dream, but that's the price I'll have to pay! My recall suffered these last few days as a result of being away from home for a few days before that. I managed to recall one dream last night... I remember it being more vivid then now as I write it up, I didn't invest a lot of effort in remembering. Damn it.

Time I went to sleep: 2:00am
First awakening: 7:00am (Natural)

Dream 1
The dream starts with a bridge to some town being divided, Brad Pitt is the protagonist for some reason and I watch him scurry off into the town that has been blocked off. No one in this town has access to the other side of the bridge now. It seems I'm in a zombie infested land of infected peoples. I can't remember much but suddenly I am walking through a wooded area covered in snow, it's getting dark and there is a group of savages by a fire about to eat a baby, and I go over and end them all. Then Walter White is my new persona, and I'm overlooking a vast scene of hills, various fires around in the distance (I think the ending of the new Game of Thrones episode influenced this scene). Now I'm in a pub, and some old friends are around, specifically one that I haven't thought about for a long time (but she posted a status on Facebook last night and I remember it standing out). All my friends were drinking. Then that scene merged into a new scene where there was a tent set up with a ladder inside it going underground, and I remember watching my nan (what the hell, dreams) climbing up and out of the tent, then Brienne of Tarth came and climbed down into the lower area. I went down and there was a lot of sexual activity going on, mostly homosexual stuff, I remember seeing it but thinking it wasn't for me. This underground area was like a dodgy brothel, you could see inside different doors and various things were going on. I moved through the halls and suddenly I was in a strange version of my cousins bedroom, with my cousin, and we attempted to make a huge joint, this joint was like half a meter long. Attempting to roll it together we eventually gave up, and he rolled a smaller (but still quite long by joint standards, I'd say about 15cm). I remembered being angry about this joint, but then the dream faded off into nothing.

Time of final awakening: 11:00am (Snoozed 5 times until 12 however, I really need to stop doing that)
Time slept: Roughly 9 hours
Total awakenings: 3 (1st - Natural with recalled Dream | 2nd - Went back to sleep with no recall or logged time | 3rd - Alarm to get up)
Did I do my waking journal the night before? Yes
Did I do my awareness techniques throughout the day and before bed? Yes