All DJ Entries

(That I bothered writing down. I've been super lazy about the stuff recently with starting a new job and whatnot.)

February 13:

Catching cats in a specialized car that has a giant bin in the back for cats to fall into. Driving around on roads and cats are falling from highway overpasses/out of the sky/etc for me to collect. Totally made sense at the time.

February 14:

At a shady Kia dealership where I bought a car before. Came with my mother, brought my work MacBook with me for some reason and was trying to get on their Wi-Fi. Sleazy car salesman shows up, I want to test drive some of the newer Kia Rios. Leave the dealership on a bus. Start asking people where this bus is going, and nobody will tell me. The scenery changes from desert to snow and starts going up the road to the ice castle from Frozen. I have an 'aha' moment and wake up.

I am outside in a nice wooded area, there is a large clearing with a nursing home? in the distance. I am talking to my oldest friend. We are discussing going to the Grateful Dead reunion shows this summer in Chicago. I am unhappy because I didn't get tickets. I tell him I think that I can get tickets but then will have a transportation and accommodations problem. He tells me that he has done this before, he just caught a plane to Chicago and then took a taxi to the shows and back. I say "You seriously just took a taxi from the airport to Soldier Field and back, even after the show with traffic??" "YES!" he replies, "It was easy!" I find this difficult to believe.
The conversation topic changes to something about dogs. At that moment my brother comes up on the sidewalk to our right, he is walking a dog. We greet him and he walks on by, without stopping to talk. I find this a bit strange and mention it to my friend.
Next I am driving in a car away from the place where I was talking to my friend. I am driving a beat up blue Astro van. I am driving on a wooded road up a rather steep hill. The trees around me are all without leaves. The road turns around a corner and there is a fork, with the turn to the right leading downward, and the turn to the left leading up another hill. I take the left turn and go up the hill, a drive along the wooded road continues.
I go up and around a corner and the road turns sharply down. I am worried that if I follow the road I will be unable to get the old van back up the hill. I go down anyways. I can see that there are piles of logs blocking the road in several places. I go around or pass through them. At the bottom of the hill I can see a fence and what appears to be a neighborhood beyond it. I make it down to the bottom of the hill. Next I am outside of the van looking at the fence.
I turn around and the van is gone, there is a dilapidated but once beautiful house situated in the middle of the road. I decide it must be park headquarters, but it is obviously abandoned. I decide i will enter, thinking to myself "It will probably be pretty scary inside." I walk up onto the porch and notice there is a light on inside through one of the windows. I enter the house. I immediately realize that I am dreaming. Upon realizing this, I float up to the ceiling. The interior of the house is in good repair. The walls are white and there is very beautiful dark woodwork all around. I can see down the hallway I am in, there are several rooms branching off on both sides. There are tables with papers and boxes on them pushed up against the walls. I think that I should remain calm. The hallway starts to blur. I clap my hands twice and everything becomes vivid and very clearly defined. I rub my hands together. I try to think about what I should do, but I have difficulty thinking of what to do next. I decide I will explore the house by entering the room on my right. The dream starts to fade and I wake up.

First dream

I went out of school with classmates, and we took my sisters car. I was a passenger while one of them was driving. He barely missed all those cars on the road, and police quickly reacted, and stopped our car. Then we were interrogated. The policeman was reading our notebooks from school, and asking questions from them. When it came to my turn I, quietly as always, said:

- Amsterdam is a capital of Amsterdam!

Then the policeman said:

- I thought that it was a capital of Austria!

Then another policeman came. They both were taunting us. I jumped mad, and told them that I have some random spinal malformation. I then said: Surprised!? They both nodded their heads simultaneously.

Second dream

It was in a hospice. Art exhibition was arranged there. Ill kids were making their own art, which later would be shown in another exhibition. Visitors were allowed to contribute in their art. After a small walk, I decided to take a pencil and draw some darker shades on one of the works. They were fitting to the composition, but the kid painting it was dissapointed. A few months later we drove with siblings to another hospice, where that kid was placed after the exhibition. My sisters were touched by the look of this small, ill child. I stood expresionless, even when the child was staring at me and crying. I was visiting it through the whole years, and he became some kind of brother to me. I was giving him advices, and telling him what awaits him beyond the walls of the hospice.

I fall asleep at around 4:30 PM. This dream series was very reminiscent of the Time Travel UFO dream I had a week or so ago. It involved the same universe throughout the entire thing. It all started in Preschool. I was in a weird preschool class for some reason. I must have been young. I do not remember much of the class, however when I got out, the same friend from the other dream was ready to drive me home in a bus. He then drives me to the same area as the last dream, where his house was still in the woods, and the playground (which I looked for, but could not find) was somewhere nestled in the forest. The dream ends in a mountainous or extremely hilly area. There is a large bridge with a huge swingset on the bridge that swings you over the mountain. I rode it, feeling free. I noticed a few family members popping up in the area, then fireworks going off. I then see that the entire area turns into some kind of festival, where thousands of people are sitting in bleachers facing the forest and the fireworks. I then decide to walk into the festival area and little did I know, my old algebra teacher from high school was there. She didn't seem overly excited to see me, however. I signed her visitor booklet because she had a pen for her animals there and was showing them off. It was a bit like a fair. I wake up for the first time of the night around 2:00AM. I then check the time and roll over and go back to sleep. This is when the dream becomes odd. The dream turns into a video game. It becomes a game similar to the game Tomodachi Life for the Nintendo 3DS. However, this is a very open world, it had to do with my home town of Bloomington, Indiana. The whole game was in this town. It was extremely realistic, and the person playing the game was streaming it to Twitch TV. Me and my friend become stuck on something in the middle of a road above a highway. The player then builds an island somewhere close to us. Finally my friend decides to get onto a bus. I snuggle close to him to keep warm, because it was cold and rainy. I do for the entire trip home, which in real life, from the bridge over the highway should not have been longer than 5-10 minutes. (I'll begin to refer to this friend as J.) I finally get off the bus in front of my house. The door of my house has massive amounts of graphiti, and I walk inside. I dont know why my dreams like to do this, but they like to switch the interior of my house to the other houses I've lived in. (This is all in the same world still. I'll explain later.) Now, I walk in and ask "why is there so much graphiti on the door?" She replies "that's just what the kids around here do. Can't help it." It had things like racial slurs, etc on it. Now the dream switches a little bit. Inside, the dream lays out my living room as the current living room I have, except the fish tanks I have have been moved to the other side of the room, and there's a dining table in the living room as well, right in front of a TV. The dream continues the video game theme, however. The fish tanks move around the house a lot, until the dream puts them outside. Of course, the exterior of my house, or the land I live on, is actually the woods I lived by at my previous apartment. I go up to my bedroom, where my mother is talking to a lady out the back window, who is on a very tall ladder (we lived on the second floor of the apartment building, and the back windows faced to the woods. This is not the same forest as J in the dream lives in.) My mom is talking to the lady when I jump on the bed and she falls partially out the window. The dogs also have been partially out the window as well for some strange reason. I pull them all back in so they don't plummet to their death. That's where this dreams ends and I wake up at about 4:00AM. I check the time and turn over, where I have some extreme hypnagogia for a few seconds, and I'm back out. The dream begins in the same world as the last. (I will illustrate this world, as it seems to become more and more solid of a world in my dreams for some reason.) I'm riding in the car with my father, who I'm trying to convince that we're both dreaming, and that we should become lucid. I show him my favorite reality check, which for some reason actually works the same way as it would have if I was awake instead of sleeping. I then take control, where I have the 3rd lucid dream of my life. I end up only taking full control for a few seconds, because I wanted to see how this dream would play out by itself. I end up very high in an airplane out of nowhere. Where I'm playing with altitudes like I'm playing Microsoft Flight Simulator. My mom is in the plane, and I tell her I'm going to land. I stick my head out the window and tell her that there is an airport below us called Isral airport (It was a misspelled version of "Israel.") I tell her I might try to land there or another larger airport to the right of it. I then switch to some odd game view where there's other planes in the sky with me and I press a button in the plane, then other planes begin to crash into each other in a very weird animation style. I find myself flying street level with other cars back in my hometown in front of my rival high school. I struggle with controlling the plane and my wing hits another car. Sliding off. The breeze then picks up the plane and throws it around everywhere, making the plane freak out, then suddenly we're back to my house. Only now, I'm in a strange, large, open room right beside my house. I can't remember what is happening in there, but I go to steal some aquarium equipment from a shelf in the room. Some guards see me and kicked me out. The small fish tank gets taken to the forest, and the large fish tank gets put in that large room. I walk into my house from the large room, and then I walk back into the open room, where a ride has just appeared, where all you do is hold on. There is no safety equipment. It throws you through a loop and goes through the loop multiple times until the ride is stopped. Then this is when everything becomes interesting. Out of nowhere, this guy named Samus comes out, who is the deity of the game. He controls everything. He flies around, making sure his game is working the way it should be. I'm not 100% sure if I'm lucid at this time in the dream, but I can assume that I am. I then tell him that I want my fish tanks back in my house, because I cannot view them outside. He then takes out a piece of paper, which he presses a button on that scrambles a few settings. Everything is made double its weight, so it's harder to pick up anything. I get my family to try, but everyone is in pain from it, and I let it go for now. I then begin to fly around the little creek in the woods behind my house. I see some black fish and some goldfish in the little creeks. I then decide to go for a tiny swim. This entire dream's weather has been the same. Rainy. I'm switching from swimming to flying in and over the creek until something falls in the water and transforms into a monster. Samus is heard speaking about this as a narrator, I keep flying higher and higher to avoid the monster, until I'm high enough to see the entire globe of this dream, which is an oddly shaped spheroid. The manmade things like the roller coaster thing by my house stick up, and on another island far away, you can see another building that showed up in the UFO dream. I then teleport back to the ground by my house and stare at the ground for a bit. I forget what happens next, so I'll skip to where I can remember. I then go to the pet store to buy a lightbulb for an aquarium that had a bulb go out. I get home, and the package ends up being these little fizzy circles that you put in the tank and it's apparently supposed to light it up. I put it in my mouth and it fizzes like one of those head ache tablets that you put in water. I spit it out into a toilet which appears in front of me out of nowhere. Somehow I get a real lightbulb and go through a lot more to put the bulb in the hood of the aquarium. The aquarium in the large room is put back in the house, but the aquarium in the woods still stays. I then begin to talk to Samus, which then takes us back into a car. Samus puts the level of difficulty on "exam," which is supposed to be a bit less harder than the difficulty it was on earlier. After a roundabout, we see a monster in the distance, which looks like a tall gray figure with a perfectly circular head and blocks for a body. We then begin to drive down the road opposite to the monster, and the sun comes out a bit. The little blessed palms my mom likes to keep in her car begin to catch fire on top of the dashboard. I begin to grab them to put them in a safe place under the dashboard but my mom gets mad and tells me to put them back. I spend the rest of the dream trying to keep the palms in the shaded parts of the dashboard, and that's when I wake up for the last time at 5:50AM. I then pick up my iPhone's word processor and write down this DJ entry, which I just now finished at 6:50AM on the dot. It took a whole hour to write this. Dang...

Morning of February 3, 2015. Tuesday.



The first scene relates to buying a few small food items in an unknown store but which vaguely reminds me of a small music store in La Crosse. I have two cinnamon or jam rolls and a plain loaf of bread and something else, I believe. The cashiers or owners are not behind the counter but instead, sitting out where the public is shopping, on a table or crate. They seem to be two of my foremen from the factory that made Ford Taurus parts from years ago (one who shot himself). Pat says that the price (for me) is eighty-nine dollars and I believe either eighty-nine or ninety-eight cents. They seem very amused by charging me this much even though my items could not be more than ten dollars. This makes me really annoyed and I start knocking everything on the floor and leave after hearing something about “eighty-nine million dollars”.

For some reason, they decide to follow me (leaving no cashiers at the store?) yet do not seem angry. I then have a very small white van that is somewhat like a bubble car but with special defensive features like bulletproof glass and rocket launchers underneath the chassis. A fictional dream character joins me in the seat next to me; the somewhat Christian-Slater-like character from years ago. For some reason we ritualistically put black ballroom (masquerade) eye masks on. I am enjoying myself driving around for awhile.

I am not lucid, though still have the long-term-recurring awareness that I can call upon any character or vehicle to come to wherever I am (such as in defense). In this case, it is with a watch on my left wrist. However, I check for it and it is not there - I only feel my shirt sleeve and no object underneath, though I am not that concerned. It is fairly common in dreams to be “missing” something and “replace” its function or purpose by thought alone even without any trace of lucidity (something I have always found interesting).

Later, my wife has a car that is somewhat like a custom purple 1950s Ford Bubbletop “Beatnik” (though also reminds me of the 1968 Hot Wheels Silhouette which I had two of). Somehow, some work has to be done, which causes frustration over time. I have the front bumper separate from the car later on and am trying to work things out.

The bumper seemingly has missing features on one side (though not directly on the end somehow; a little more towards the middle) and is very asymmetrical relative to a portion of diagonal grill on one side but not the other (in reality the grill is apparently only all grid-like squares, not with any diagonal bars). This does not make much sense, as it is supposedly one solid section (or at the most, two, attached) so how could it be shorter and more asymmetrical over time? - in fact, it seems shorter and more asymmetrical every time I consider putting it back on the car (as if I had somehow lost or mentally “eaten” part of one side each time yet while intending to make it complete again with the remaining outer pieces somehow ending up back together as one solid piece). Even though I am not lucid, I eventually get so aggravated by the asymmetrical form of the front bumper that I just somehow mentally create a new complete car prior to waking.

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As many years as I have been working with dreams, it has been only fairly recently (over the past five years) that I have more closely noticed an odd sort of repetition in often subtle doubly recurring elements in a two or three-day period (but which are not related to dream events in the same way each time). Sometimes it is barely noticeable unless everything is well-documented. In this case, it seems to be the number eighty-nine for some unknown reason. In another case it was the act of patting someone (a different fictional dream character each time) in a particular spot near the left shoulder. As yet, I have not habitually linked these occurrences. I do not know if there is any reason behind this other than residual associations perhaps relating to the dream journal itself (or the memory or review of the previous dream).

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30.01.2015

1-30-15 Fragments - Car not working (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Dream Fragment (0.5 pts)

My car was behaving oddly, it was not driving smoothly and it randomly accelerated or braked.

I'm with my parents and a smattering of other family members in Shrewsbury, visiting grandparents. We're going on a day trip in the car to Ypres. I say to Dad, isn't Ypres in Belgium of something, and he says no, it's just down the road. Who knew? Apparently it's a giant war museum these days because it was all but destroyed in the second world war.

In the way we stop at some traffic lights and Dad hops out to pee in a bush (world's smallest bladder) and the lights go through several changes but it's not our turn for a while, but when it gets to our turn I'm shooting out the window for dad to stop faffing about (by this time he's standing in the middle of the road looking at clouds or something. There are several cars behind us waiting for us to get on with it!

Eventually, we pull up at the end of an inauspicious country land onto a grassy parking area. There's a massive, grandiose but partially ruined Gothic edifice that appears to be the official entrance, it's somewhat reminiscent of the hollow shell of Coventry's old cathedral but made of a very blackened limestone.

We go inside and look at the entrance fee and rules. It's only a couple of quid, but we're only allowed to spend two hours there which we all agree is a stupid rule. We go in and are on a coach driving through abandoned houses and other buildings, most have bricked up windows presumably to preserve them. I think that the rule about only spending 2 hours here sends even sillier given the obvious size of the place.

The coach stops and we all pile out into a slightly fake looking street full of period shops with mannequins depicting typical historical activities. There's a tour guide who starts telling stories about the various buildings and other features. Somehow we've ended up with a Dutch speaking group so u don't understand much of the tour guide's stories, only catching that apparently the rule for washing was that you must use exactly 37 wipes of your flannel.

I investigate a couple of the shops, the signage is all in English and I furrow my Bros trying to decide whether that is surprising or not. One of the shops seems to be a working but historically themes gift shop with the people behind the counter in character as people of a bygone era. Another is apparently undergoing some kind of fitting out and is essentially empty but for a woman moving boxes and such around.

To one side of the street is a broad stream which on closer inspection turns out to have large alligators in it. There's a boy standing right by the edge of the water and I'm concerned that he might get attacked by an alligator. As I'm trying to decide if I should do sobering about that, I realise he's now walking along the back of one of the alligators and reaches down to rub the back of its head! The alligator seems to be happy enough with that and even rolls over for a belly rub! As I look closer, I realise that all the alligators have badly deformed snouts, most of them look like they've suffered some kind of fairly severe and partially healed crush injury. I figure with some confusion that these crocs have been selected (or maybe even deliberately inured) in order to be "safe" in this place.

Harriet is here and reaches up to hold my hand, which I accept with a smile and we walk off into a gentle waking up...

Dream 1 - Soapy Jack takes down the evil accountants.
I'm in the offices of a small accountancy firm where everything seems to be done by hand. At first I think I've got a temporary job there and just get on with the work, categorising expenses and revenue under nominal codes and all the rest of the boring crap accountants are famous for being boring for. After a while I realise there are some key gaps in my understanding that I would have known if I'd been through the basic introductory training and I rationalise this by saying I must have missed that because I'm an undercover agent!

[I think I woke up here and rejoined the dream in a later dream but I remember it as one dream.]

I'm back at the offices outside of office hours possibly to steal some secret paperwork or some other spy like activity and I realise there are several people already here and they've rumbled me. There are 4-5 of them and they all know kung fu, but so do I, so BRING IT ON! We start doing kicks and flips and blocks and the like, I realise that being outnumbered means I have to be creative, so I start throwing staplers and iPhones and anything else that might slow them down enough to make their attacks manageable, I manage a couple of knock down blows and then dive through the window, grabbing the paperwork on my way and run off into the night.

When I wake up, I'm left with the impression that for some reason my character's name is Soapy Jack. No idea what that's about...

Dream 2 - Shopping is complicated:
I'm at the checkout at Tesco with a trolley full of shopping. I start putting items on the conveyor and reach to get a "next customer please" divider, the little track they're normally on has been used for various little items that people decided they didn't want to buy after all, but there is a divider among the creme eggs and other random bits and bobs.

As the customer before me finishes up and leaves and it's my turn, I realise I left my reusable bags in my car. I ponder just using the disposable bags but my car is parked in the near side of the carpark, so I say to the chap manning the till "do you mind if I nip to my car and get my bags, I'll be literally less than two minutes" and I dash out while he blips my items.

The next thing I know, I'm pulling up in my car at home and realise I just drove home on autopilot rather than getting my bags and the checkout guy has been left waiting!

I rush back to apologise and retrieve my shopping. I get a bit distracted and pick up a couple if other things to buy. At the checkout I ask what happened to my shopping and somebody explains that they finished blipping it and put it in the trolley over by the customer service desk where I can pay for it.

This seems like a good idea and I say thank you but it turns out they want to charge me a fee for their trouble and don't want to tell me how much it is. I wake up confused!


Dream 3 - Sneaking through back gardens:
[I had made notes on this with my voice recorder but managed to l lose the recording, so this is somewhat vague and brief.]

I'm at the bottom of a largeish suburban garden, sneaking through, I climb over fences and through bushes and brambles. After going through half a dozen gardens, I start to climb a flagpole or mobile phone mast or something. At the top I perch on a spar that sticks out the side and watch some kids playing in the garden below. There's some conversation with the kids but I can't recall any of it...

29.01.2015

Racing through income traffic in my car (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Full Dream (+1 pts)

I was driving and got to some stangle town where there was a ton of people. It was night and there were some heavily tuned up cars with flashy colors. Some of them, appeared to be extremely fancy and with a massive horse power.







I was in my car, which is a more than excellent car, but not for racing. However, I had a friend who was my copilot and he spawned out of nowhere next to me.

My car suddenly started to run at a massive speed. I did not even needed to change gears, as it accelerated and changed gears on its own. I believe I was not even stepping on the gas while the car was running.

Driving down the street, suddely I went into income traffic, but I did not crash into any single car, it was pretty amazing and scary at the same time, as I did not want to total my car.

> A bit about me looking on the screen of a portable (and monochrome or set to monochrome) device showing a 1972 Oldsmobile Custom Cruiser (Clamshell) Wagon sitting around in a little valley without windows and with moss in it, but still drivable for a Demolition Derby. Some people stood nearby.

I know there were more dreams.

The name "Prama Pradhami" or something

A curse between two lesbians.
A candle. It's too late. One or two of them has/have to go to the sea to meet the sea god.
Ice floats on the sea.
Going to a restaurant via a car from the seaport. Can we fit in the car?

I was trying to avoid a calamity. Is it inside or outside of the condominium?

NOTES:

Woke up and fell asleep a few times. I tried to write what little I can remember.

19.01.2015

Lemon car wont break (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I went to some Mexican neighborhood and some dude had an old manual transmission car. It looked really like a lemon, ready to go to the junkyard, but I took a test drive.







The transmission was super smooth and the engine roared like if it was a sports car. On the interior it looked on and there were some papers around. I picked up my wife an showed her how smooth the drive was.

It was a nice drive, and I actually liked the car. I drove it until night until I saw there was some huge party, blocking the street. The car was speeding and upon trying to break, the car did not... I panicked and I could not even warn the people (honk not working) so I started to run over people. Even though there was no blood, no bumps, nothing, it was like if they were holograms and other people around did not seemed to care. I woke up a little altered.

Lucy, you did it again! I got another DILD this morning! I was dreaming that I was driving this car...it was such a beautiful scenery. Then, I approach this very steep hill and I thought to myself, "There is no way possible I will live if I go down that hill...this has got o be a dream!" For a split second, I thought about me driving down that hill, but I thought, "What if you go down that hill and die?" Don't try that as a reality check! I did my levitation RC instead and levitated and then like magic, everything stopped and I was lucid. I felt the vibrations and just laid there waiting to pop out but I never did. I could see my room through my closed eyelids so I concentrated on my third eye and the vibes came back, but I just couldn't wiggle out...sigh. Oh well, keep them coming Lucy!

NOTE TO SELF: What I should have realized was that I was already 'out' and just changed the dream scene

I'm driving my mom's car for the first time in a while, and am having a grand old time doing 360s on the snowy road, while avoiding crashing into the other traffic on the road. I turn up a hill to my right and the back end of the car whips around half way, I turn the wheel the other direction, slam it in reverse and put the pedal to the floor, causing the car to do 2 complete spins. I'm heading toward a big snow bank, so I turn the wheel the other way and keep the pedal to the floor. The car starts going back down the hill toward the road. It's really slippery, so I start turning about a hundred feet before the road. Sliding sideways pretty fast now, I keep my foot on the gas and power slide out into the main road. Another car is coming the opposite direction. I do some fancy maneuvering with the steering wheel to get out of the power slide and just barely avoid the oncoming car. Close call there. Now on the main road, I'm just driving normally. Another car comes, but it is really straddling the center line. I move over to avoid it, but it's too far on my side. I spin my car sideways to avoid a head on collision, and just tap the front headlight of the other car with the rear bumper of mine. I pull over into the nearby store to see if the other car is damaged or not. She has already pulled in, and the store owner and her are looking at the car. I get out, turn the car off, and walk up, seeing a bunch of fluid pouring out of the other car. It looks like radiator fluid. At least it's coming out of the radiator, it really looks just like water. The store owner says, "You might want to add some oil or antifreeze to it." The other driver looks at her, gets a really upset look on her face and yells back, "Really?!? Obviously I'll have to add more coolant to it! How could I not?" I notice a pipe has come completely loose. If that pipe could just be welded back on, she'd be good to go. I think about possible repair costs and mechanic labor. Looking at the pipe again, a new pipe might not be that expensive, it's a straight tube going between two fittings. So one pipe, one fitting, and an hour tops to weld it, can't be much more than $200. I'm relieved that it won't be very expensive because I'm broke. Although it's really ironic that I didn't crash at all while messing around, but only when I started to drive safely that something happened...

My parents asked me to get a stick unjammed from the door of our family van. I went with a pair of pliers into... not our driveway. For some reason, in the dream we had this huge one story house made out of beige bricks on the next block over in our sub. We also had one of those circular drives.

I started pulling on the stick and saw that it went in pretty far. Once I got it out far enough that I could grab it with both hands, I tugged on it and was surprised to see that (somehow) an entire tree had grown inside the frame of the car between the inside and the outside.

At one point I tried to drive the van up and down the road. There were all of these traffic cones and this kid was yelling at me for some reason.

I went inside and told my parents what I had found, and that I needed a saw to cut the tree apart to get it out of the van. They didn't believe me at first, and I had to show them. They were very surprised too and took some pictures to put on their Facebook profiles. They then told me to hurry up and cut the tree apart because they had to take the van to the shop before we went on a trip.

I went into the garage of the big one story house and started looking for a saw. There was a workstation on this concrete terrace about four feet above the main floor. I was poking around when K and her friend walked in. I jumped down to say hello and noticed how floaty gravity seemed. I ran out into the drive and jumped a second time. I easily made four feet and landed softly. I jumped again, this time pushing as hard as I could. I easily made six feet.

I nose pinched and became lucid. I jumped and started to fly, but the dream wound up ending.


I was watching some very weird HTTYD rendition that took place in a modern city. There was something to do with an underground volcano and lava. I had all these questions about what was happening and why. Why were the vikings from the movie in a modern setting?

Something to do with being reincarnated as a stripey brown lemur in the jungle. I was really happy and swinging from branch to branch. It was supposed to be a downgrade from being a human, but this seemed like much more fun.