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Dream #1

I was in a small, tight bedroom with three old, white men and one young, black man. I was sitting in a metal-framed dining chair. One old man sat to my right. Another old man sat to my left. The third old man and the young man stood off to my left, near the foot of the bed. My vision was largerly focused inward and downward, really close to my body.

The three old men were very rich. The young man and I were talking about working on a number of different projects for a company. There were at least three projects. The young man said that we should focus on the project that was something like an award ceremony, possibly for one key performer.

I kind of felt like this wasn't the right thing for us to be focusing on. The other two projects were more administrative. They actually dealt with problems, and they actually needed work.

My vision kind of drifted off, down really close to the floor and then toward an empty closet with open doors. I also had visions of photographs, like snapshots being laid one on top of the other, like in some TV show or commercial about traveling. Most of the snapshots had white borders, but some had pink borders. The photos may have been related to the projects the young man and I were discussing.

My vision came back to my body. I dropped photos on the floor. I stood up and then bent over at the waist, with straight legs, to grab the photos. I basically shoved my rear end in the face of the old man to my right. I could see my back side. I was kind of old and flabby somehow, and I was wearing slacks that were really nice but kind of baggy. Somehow I could also see my butt through the pants.

I sat down. The guy to my right was now acting really excited and nervous. We were all trying to talk about something, but the old man to my right was really too distracted to do so.

The young man somehow let me know that when I had shoved my rear end in the old man's face, I'd really turned him on. Now the old man couldn't think about anything other than having sex with me.

The young man let me know that I'd probably end up having to have sex with the old man now, if we wanted to get anything done with our business. The young man said, "Don't worry. I've had to do it before, too."

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in a big room like a school gym. But there were bookshelves on some of the walls. The floors were covered with something like different-colored exercise mats. The exercise mats were maybe 1 meter long, 500cm wide, and 3cm thick. They seemed to fit with each other like floor tiles. I stood right inside this room, on the right wall, right near a door.

I walked out of the room. I was now in a smaller room. There were a good amount of people in the room, all engaged in a number of tasks with each other. The room was lit only by greyish natural light from windows somewhere.

I sat down in a school-type chair in front of two girls who also sat in school chairs. The girls looked very serious, as though they were giving me a job interview. But they were really cute and couldn't have been more than 13 years old.

As part of whatever interview-like process this was, I began showing the girls how I could sing a song. The song sounded like "Drops of Jupiter," by Train. But it was an older song than that one. I'm pretty sure it was a real song, but I don't remember the song. As I sang the song, I heard/felt it pretty vividly.

I sang lyrics that I'm pretty sure didn't match the actual lyrics of the song (if it was real and it wasn't just "Drops of Jupiter"). I pretty much had the lyrics memorized. But I wasn't sure I was getting them right.

So I pulled a newspaper page out. The page had the song lyrics printed on it. Some of the lyrics were printed in bold, possibly to highlight really important parts or really smart words in the song.

I think there was a point when I realized I didn't have the song fully memorized. But if I looked just a little bit at the paper, I could sing a long string of words. So I felt pretty sure I'd have the song memorized soon.

When I woke up, I actually remembered the tune and a couple small phrases. But they all melted away.

(Side notes: I actually spent part of yesterday evening walking through town and memorizing the song "Kurumi," by Mr. Children. I've listened to and sung along with the song enough times that I almost had it memorized, anyway. I actually thought I did have it memorized. So I was a little frustrated to see how many times I actually had to look at the lyrics.

Although, whenever I get frustrated, I also wonder why I'm my age and still getting frustrated over a rock song. Ugh... immature?)

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
This week at school, I was using the school computers to make a powerpoint presentation for my Chemistry class. I finished a few of the slides on Monday and saved the file. Then I opened up the file on another computer and finished the rest of the presentation. When I went to present it yesterday for class, instead of giving me the finished version of the file, it gave me the version with only the first few slides. I didn't know how this happened and even now I don't know. This must have been the reason for the following dream.

A very short dream. I was my room, sitting on a plush, red, cube-shaped chair at my desk. The desk was fairly deep, black-stained wood, with metal handles for the two drawers on the left-hand side. My silver macbook pro was sitting on the center of the desk, and my printer was on the back left corner. Unlike in real life, there were no posters on the beige walls where the desk was positioned. There was no lamp, or photos... It was empty. There was nothing on the floor, either. The lighting in the room was a bit dim and moody.

I turned to the left, facing the door to my room. I expected the principal of my school to walk in at any moment. However, she was already in the room; she was sitting on a regular fold-out plastic and metal chair.

"Finally, you're here," I told her, completely ignoring how I'd been waiting for her to arrive despite the fact she was already in my bedroom. "I've been having problems with my files at school. You have to call the I.T. guys to come over here and see what the problem is."

That's all I remember.

I had a few dreams earlier which i recall but this is the lucid dream.

Key: Non Lucid Lucid

I was sitting in a folding chair with 3 of my friends at the elementary school of our district. And i was listening to my iPod. I don't know what music it was or any music at all but my teacher walked in front of us and started mouthing things, i didn't hear him so when he started to walk away i pulled of my earphones and said," What?" he turned around at started mouthing something again. i pulled my earphones out again and i said, "What?" (should've become lucid taking my earphones out twice! lol) then he started to say something but he was talking really quiet and not how he really talked at all. so i reached up, did a nose pinch RC and was fully lucid!! i ran down the hall screaming," This is a dream!!" And the people just kept walking away. my arms were really heavy so i stretched them out a bit so i could run and jump easily. i walked down the hall and followed my best friend, but like 2 or three people were right on MY back following me. so i screamed, "STOP FOLLOWING ME!" and they turned around and walked away. i followed my freind for a few seconds then said," where r we going?" he didn't say anything, but you know what i heard? the scariest noise ever... it sounded like this:beep, beep, beep,beep, beep, beep,beep! beep! beep!!

Then I woke up. i was sooo mad i set my alarm for 5:09 but i mustve became lucid at like 5:07 or 5:08! i slapped myself for that i was soo furious, that was my best lucid dream ever in my life!

Original Date: 12/7/10
Type: Fragment - Non Lucid
Dream:
I was in the living room in our apartment, possibly sitting in a chair or standing outside of the bedroom door. Looking in, I saw Nick (my boyfriend who is currently now here with me) lying in bed, the head of the bed was up against the wall closest to the neighbor. Nick was looking back at me, we stared at each other, but weren't in the same room, like we could see but not touch one another. We were distanced.

Objective Context:
Spoke minimally to him on the phone the previous night, I'm missing him very much and it feels like time isn't going by fast enough. I'm getting ready for some stressful weeks ahead at work.

Age of Dream Ego: 26
Dream Setting:
At home, comfortable and relaxed. It's my place of solace, my sanctuary away from stress and military.

Feelings:
Neutral, happiness, distance, separation but closeness, love and warmth, desire and need.
Interpretation:
He is close in my heart by talking on the phone and our love, but he is still distant and far away by the fact that we were separated by a single room, like we could move, but only see each other, not touch and feel.

I tried some Choline last night to see if it would help with vividness and recall

I had a crazy night of dreams, but unfortunately I can't remember much. What I do remember are two incredibly vivid images/experiences; the first was Nelsan Ellis as his character (Lafayette Reynolds) on Trueblood fitting me with some false eyelashes... ()

The second image was very real and very strange. I remember seeing a brown lounge chair to my right. It was covered in a kind of microfraser fabric and it had no arm rests. I notice that it's starting to move in a very unusual way, almost like it's alive. It quickly ramps up to very frightening movements similar to what an alligator would do with it's jaws. It's so real and violent, and I think I am on the edge of becoming lucid because I just know this can't be real, and then the emotion of all of it wakes me up.

... *sigh* ... So close

Type: regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

This dream went in two different directions.

The first part of it involved me sitting in a classroom. The walls were white, the desks polished light tan with skinny round metal legs, and the chairs I can't remember the appearance of. The room was a normal classroom size, enough to fit twenty desks in.

The desks were arranged in a circle, and the chairs were on the outside facing in. There was only me, one of my friends, and a teacher (who also happened to be my English teacher) in the room. He was older, probably fifty years old, and had slightly longer hair. I had put some sort of strong glue on his chair before he sat down, and I was awaiting the time when he'd try to get up! My goal for school that year was to prank every teacher I have classes with.

My friend was sitting across the room, and we were sending minute signals back and forth to each other regarding the glue.

The dream changed and this time, I was outside; it was around noon and the sky was clear. I was a guy (which surprised me when I woke up, I've never been one before) and my fiancee wasn't allowed to go out with me because of her strict father. She wasn't necessarily upper class or anything, so I'm still not sure how that reasoned out to the dream. Anyways, she was leaving town with her mother and father. Her appearance was similar to Rachel McAdam's character in the Notebook.

The area was set in an earlier time period with hilly cobblestone paths and lots of tall grass along the sides. The house looked modern but with flat stones instead of bricks on the sides. The house wasn't propped up on a foundation, and instead was right on the ground.

There was a black carriage outside; two people would sit in the front, the one on the left would control the horses. There was a space in the back for my girlfriend, and she got in, along with her parents who sat in the front. I had put strong glue on the front seat earlier, right where her father sat down. As the carriage began to drive away, I waved and started laughing because of the irony. She too started laughing and jumped off, running towards me without a suitcase or bag.

We didn't kiss, (that would have been awkward...), but I heard the carriage driving away into the distance. The last thing I heard was her father exclaim, "I'm stuck to the seat!"

Type: regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

To anyone who actually reads my entries, sorry I haven't posted anything for a few days.

It was morning, and I was standing against the walls of a pretty casual-looking restaurant. The flooring was light gray, and the walls were smooth light-colored logs like a cabin would have. The room was around the size of a McDonald's, and it had cafeteria-style rectangular tables that were light wood with steel legs; the chairs had the same look. On one side of the room was a wide glass door that opened to the outside of the building, but you couldn't see through it. It was clear, but there was nothing discernible on the other side. On the opposite side, there was a counter with illegible menus, but there was no one working there.

There were people scattered around the different tables; some were standing while some were sitting with hamburgers and other "comfort foods".

I walked over to a table and sat down in one of two chairs. There was a white plastic cup with some sort of soft drink in it; the cup itself looked like a Big Gulp container except without the label. I picked it up and took a sip through a thick, transparent straw, and it tasted like cola.

A server came, in ordinary clothing, a few moments after I drank some of the drink. It was a younger woman with shoulder-length brown hair. She placed a lime green, plastic bowl in front of me. It looked like something a child would eat food out of. Inside was a cream-colored sauce and cereal that looked like Lucky Charms. I knew at once that it was some sort of Disney Princess cereal, but I didn't touch it, as when I scooped some of it up with a metal spoon, it was a gloppy consistency, like oatmeal.

I walked back over to where I was standing before and looked out a window. It was one of those small rectangular windows that some houses have in their bathroom. I stood on my tiptoes and looked out. I saw a small metallic-skinned dragon in the grass, which went for a few inches away from the window and then stopped at the brick wall of another building. I couldn't see much out the window but I did see the wall, grass, and dragon.

The dragon suddenly disappeared into thin air. I looked away, slightly confused, and then looked back into the window. It was there again, but it was flashing rather quickly - it was visible, then it was invisible. I didn't know what was going on; I thought I was hallucinating.