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I am with Melissa in some clothes store. I carry three pairs of Levis as we casually go into a fitting room stall and close the door. It’s just big enough for the two of us. Without me trying to do so, the ink tag on one of the pairs separates and comes off. I try them on and they fit very well (though they’re a little long). They’re sort of a faded Tahoe blue in color. Since they fit and the security tag fell off, I’m going to wear them out under my other pants. I tuck the cuffs into my socks for extra invisibility, and with my shirt back on they are entirely concealed. I briefly consider where to leave the ink tag, though it doesn’t matter a whole lot. I think about bringing the other two pairs back out, but then know it would be suspicious without the other pair I came in with, so I leave them in here. We casually walk out (into the mall?) and towards what would be the food court. We get in line for something (Brooke may be with us) There’s a guy about our age or younger in front of us. One of his friends appears and starts snaking his way in front of us. He has something with him that says (or he is labeled?) ‘Ladders’. The first guy is ‘Chutes’, so I guess it makes sense for them to be together and don’t fuss about him cutting. Melissa is holding a drink, a thin and tall glass clutched at chest level. This second guy starts grabbing at it, which is when I start to have a problem. He tries to make casual conversation. I clasp my hand on his shoulder, and, in a sort of fake amiability, pull him aside with more of a shove. I ask/tell him something. The first guy has his phone out and, sensing this new tension, bluntly says something to Melissa about her unfollowing/blocking him. Without missing a beat, she coolly responds with something to the effect of ‘not a chance’ or ‘not in a million years.’ i get the sense that maybe we’ve met them before and she was receptive on social media to be polite and/or because they didn’t seem too bad. We now pay for the mini golf? at the counter and go wait at some tables outside. Oddly enough, we are still going to be mini golfing with them.




I am at work when I discover that there is more to recover than there should be. Clothes are misplaced and strewn in random places. I notice a section in particular that no one attempted to fix while I was gone. This really irritates me, but I start working on it anyway. On top of a shelf there are pins and nails and the paper filling from inside the shoes. I see Rocio over here, so I go talk to her. She speaks a lot in Spanish, repeating some things. I understand some of it, trying to reply in Spanish too. I think she asks if I am going to teach. I tell her maybe, really considering it. The large, yellow cup from Dad’s is here and full of water. I take a large swig.




I am at a very small concert festival with Melissa. I see a lineup poster by a stage - Venom is playing at the same time as another band (they’re both headlining though?). Melissa asks me to pick which one we should watch. I pick Venom because they sound familiar. They come on and start, and Melissa rushes to the stage. I imagine moshing.

I am at work, in the clearance section. Two or three guys are browsing together over here; one of them approaches me, holding a pure white men's jumpsuit, saying he’s looking for a different size. I quickly scan all of the hanging white items as well as the single rack that’s on the wall by the jeans. I come back over to tell him that I didn’t find any, when we see a folded, white dress shirt on the cream white and fairly empty shelf in front of us at shoulder height. I casually offer it as a possible substitute. He unfolds it to find out that it’s actually a tuxedo vest. He says something like ‘oh nice, a vest,’ like it would actually work for him. As he is unfamiliar and possessing of a sort of expressionless face, I can’t tell if he’s being serious or if he’s fucking with me. I now unfold another, and this one is actually a dress shirt. It’s close to a jumpsuit in only the material - it’s heavier, like a broadcloth, also a cream white. This guy is actually happy with it and is going to get it. After they have left, I end up putting some items in the clearance next to the kids shoes. The shoes are on a torso-high display and looking pretty disheveled. There are way more things in this section than in real life. I start walking somewhere else, and the whole place is different and much larger than in real life. It seems more open; there’s a sort of skywalk to another part of the mall (or casino? - it feels a little like a casino). Over by it, I briefly help a Hispanic man look for something before I go to do something else. I end up over by the suits fitting room. There’s a computer desk at the wall opposing the opening at which sits Evelyn. I have the impression that someone’s been trying to call me on this radio, but I’m not entirely sure. I ask Evelyn if they have, and she says yes. Someone (the lady at work with sort of darker skin and frizzy hair who I think is a supervisor and whose name I’m not sure of) starts walking over to me, saying that I didn’t really help my customer if I didn’t completely follow through (referencing the Hispanic man). She directs our attention to the man who is standing on the skywalk, arms crossed, but not in an unpleasant way. He’s wearing a plum colored long sleeve with a vest over it, blue jeans, and cowboy boots. He seems dependent on the help, not in a co-dependent way, but more like he is turning the trust over to the employee. I tell this supervisor sorry, I was helping someone else and so my radio was down, slowly adjusting the volume up as I speak. I do feel poorly for leaving him and for not hearing the radio. I tell her I know I was helping him, but I forget what for, and ask if she knows. I genuinely am trying to remember. There’s another employee too, and they look slightly incredulous. I can’t tell if they find it funny or think I’m stupid or both. At one point, someone was ridiculing me for something, and it irritated me enough that I considered bringing it up to someone higher up. Anyway, I attempt to make it right and start walking over to the man. There is a rush of people moving in both directions, causing me to lose sight of him. I reach the top of the incline on this skywalk so I can survey it all the way to the bottom, but he is nowhere to be found. I double back and still, nothing. I’m by an elevator now; it is closing, so I get the notion to jump into it while I can. Literally jumping forward into it, the doors brush me on each side before closing on my JCP key lanyard trailing behind me. I pull it out and turn around to be greeted by two Hispanic men. They both seem genial and good-natured, and they both seem to think my jumping into this elevator was somewhat funny if not unexpected. One of them is shorter and more portly; I think he has a mustache. I dryly say either “that was close” or “just barely made it.” They begin talking to me, slipping into Spanish. It is too fluent for me to understand most of it. I think on a different floor now, I see the door closing. It is closing on a chubby white family with a daughter. I don’t know why we haven’t let them on, so I am awkwardly diverting my glance. Doors closed now, we need to choose a floor. They tell me ‘tres’ and I go to press 3 but mistakenly press something else. I can’t entirely read the numbers on the round, silver buttons. For whatever reason, I end up just pressing all of them, the off white light illuminating behind each in succession downwards. I think the elevator is going to the highest floor first. It ascends, and part of the wall must be glass, because I can see what looks like the Atlantis casino outside the elevator. [As in looking into the Atlantis (from within) from the elevator, not as in looking out at the Atlantis]. I think the men now exit and I continue up one more floor. The doors open, revealing a floor that appears to be one huge hot tub. There’s a low ceiling and dim but colored (blue?) lighting that plays on what is either bubbles or an excess of foam. There’s an unassuming swim up bar, and I think a pool up above it. A young boy climbs up and over the bar counter to get to it. I don’t think I’m in the water, but I am conscious of its proximity to my clothes and my radio. I start to think about staying here and using the hot tub, imagining sneaking onto the hotel room floor to find a towel from a room being serviced or the service cart itself. I wonder if anyone at work would notice my prolonged absence, but figure it’s a large place so maybe not.

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A scene like Charlie's Angels, with mom or friends. We are leaving some restaurant or BnB and some bad dudes are coming in and we notice them. We pretend to leave but we just park our cars strategically out of sight and stay behind to watch them and then do something to interfere with their plans.

Some love story between some young lady and a young guy. They lie naked in bed, there is so much love. Some day he becomes paralyzed, no reaction, lifeless. Everybody comes to pay respects thinking he is dead, but she refuses to bury him. She sings for him, talks to him, everyone thinks she's gone nuts, but he is not decomposing. Then one day he slowly starts regaining movement and tries to communicate, but there's lots of people in the house. There is one guy who has always hoped to conquer the love of the lady and she is considering maybe allow him in her life. Meanwhile the guy in the bed has gained awareness and his moving his hands, trying to make some noise to get her attention. He is not having much success so he uses telekinesis and starts throwing things around and making a mess. Then I see this story is a movie I am watching and it goes to commercials. My mom sends me a message, needs me to pick her up and take her somewhere, so I stop watching the movie and go get her in a tiny bike.

I am attending my guru's teachings, it's the last day and everybody is dressed up and I am not. But I am in my hotel room and start trying amazing dresses. I take so long to choose one, that meanwhile everybody's gone. Then the yellow dress that I chose becomes a kind of evil suit that grows green tissue over my skin, including a hoodie over my head. I look in the mirror and I look like a scary elf. I rip it off, but it grows back again and again. I am freaking out.

Then it gets dark and I am on the streets, sitting on a bench. Two cars from some gang pass by slowly. I avoid eye contact but one guy comes out and looks interested in me. I get up and start walking away. I look back and a guy starts throwing knives at me. I dodge all the knives, then escape to some alley but he keeps coming. He comes closer, but then sits down and hints that he won't hurt me. I hide behind some wall but peak to see what he is all about. He takes out some candy, like waffle with chocolate and ice cream. I dislike but accept and eat along with him. He asks questions, we talk nonsense. Then some girl joins, talks about hard life in the hood, we agree it will get much worse in the near future. Then everybody is running on the street and saying "You don't know? It's Patricia." And we go to the end of the street and see a projection in the sky honoring the fallen from the Hunger Games. Then this girl takes me in. She rescues and nurses mutant and monstrous animals, but they are actually adorable creatures. She puts to bed a kind of centipede with many heads that looks like a plush toy. I cuddle the centipede and all its heads jump on me and lick me like puppies and dozens of other creatures appear jumping and get all over me. So cute.

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Feels like the 30's. Some guy doing some street theater, a critique of society about how people buy clothes to show off instead of focusing on building a better society together.
Me and a couple of other people are going to take part in the play, but we need to change outfit first in the changing rooms of a shop just behind. I go first. I have to use two dresses during the play, so I need to leave one ready to change later. I feel sweaty, would like to take a shower first but it is not possible. I am topless when I notice someone peaking over a curtain I thought had nothing behind. Actually the next changing room is only divided by this curtain and there is a guy with a small kid and they were surprised by my presence. The man apologizes and asks me if I want some compensation. I am ok, a bit outraged because he had seen me topless, but I tell him it isn't a big deal and he clearly just had been confused, wasn't a perv.

With my uncles, aunt and cousin at my grandmas. Everyone is a bit weird. My cousin Ana brings baby toys and utensils and scatters them around. I ask if she pregnant again. She says no and offers no explanation. I grab a baby doll that is extremely dirty and ask her why. She says she is saving the toys and I see one that is a Japanese automated vintage toy and I agree it should be preserved. My cousin Duarte brought a friend, they are teasing me about something and then run away. I go after them. I find Zilla, and my uncle Fernando and his wife, doing a weird form of yoga and meditation, that makes me laugh.

False awakening in my bedroom. I go to the window and I see my dog Hachi barking and some other dog like him in the front hill barking back. Then another large white dog, appears behind the other. Both are dragging a chain and one has a log at the end of the chain. I think that they must have run away from their owner. I feel like helping but it is so early dawn. I find something weird about this... But later I go with some friends to look for the dogs. We only find them in a village 10 kms away.

Some aliens live among us and we live in an apartheid regime. Kids in school learn a language which is a mix of our own language with the alien language and is becoming the street language.
I am visiting a creepy school kindergarten. At some point the kids freak out and start running to their places to look behaved. They say mother is coming, she is the director and a very creepy lady. She distributes quilts and linens, she throws two at me. I wonder WTF. Then she picks up some kids and makes them paint the walls in horrible weird colors while singing a creepy song echoing through the corridors.
I meet a kid who has a hideout in an abandoned hallway in a different section of the building. He takes me there. He takes snacks to eat and leaves chunks of them rotting around, it is disgusting. When I leave him, I come back through the same place and I see the newly painted walls in tones of red and purple and with enigmatic numbers on. There is a creepy song playing in the background. The whole environment reminds me of The Shining. Strangely, some classrooms look absolutely normal, but all around I can spot kids in absolute stress and anxiety.

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I find out there is an exhibition about the tibetan people and they have a campaign to promote the adoption of Tibetan orphan children. I read about it and tell Riverstone we should adopt a child. He isn't so convinced and tries to change my mind. I insist we should go and we go.
They have a tent with a few booths where one can see slides with pics and the story of each child. Bit I already know which girl I want to adopt, I have her image in my mind since I read about the campaign. She just popped up. The problem is I don't know her name and have to check all the kids to find her.

I go check a street market and just take some bucks with me. I eat something at a stall and think about the movie "a star is born", because a lady by my side looks like lady gaga.

Meet some friend and we accidentally meet some Hollywood actress, I think maybe Leslie Mann, and she invites us to her house. I pick a bag of clothes from home, as we stay a few days there.

Later I am walking around a studio, there is an open space office and many parallel rooms with mirrored windows for meetings, etc. I go to the toilet to change clothes. My top is very hard to zip on the back so I get outside the bathroom to have some room to move and end up in front of one of those mirrored offices fighting with my top and accidentally showing my boobs to whomever is inside and it's full of dudes. I can hear them commenting and enjoying it. I run away embarrassed and leave my bag there on the ground. I meet my friend again and beg her to go there and get it for me. She forces me to tell what happened in front of another office full of people. I feel so down that I need to be alone and I want to binge eat. There's only a McDonald's in the building. I hate it, but they have some new biscuit cake and are offering test samples, or so I think. I decide to take a bite. An employee comes to tell me it was just being shown but wasn't a sample to eat. They say it comes with a sundae and I have to buy one now.

At first, I dreamt that I was in the front yard of my friend (Z)'s house. Our dads were sorting our clothes, yelling at us and getting rid of what's "inappropriate" (Basically just crop tops and shorts of any kind.) I remember there was a dark blue crop top T-shirt with three rings near the bottom, which would expose the stomach area. (Z)'s dad said, "Oh, hell no." And threw it into the "inappropriate" pile. I also feel like I remembered seeing a long sleeved crop top with a Disney character on it, like Winnie the Pooh or something. At one point, other people came, and we were all trying to sneak away from the piles of clothes. I remember it was pouring rain at this point. We were pretty successful, until I realized that someone else needed to escape.
My American history lessons must be leaking into my dreams, because, at this point, I ended up helping a runaway slave. He was in his late teens or early 20's, with short hair and (I think) a light blue, button up shirt.
Although the rest of the environment was modern (cars, etc.), the guy that I was helping looked and acted like he was still from the 17 or 1800's. So, my mind decided that we were in the 1700's, although there were still cars and modern streets all around. We got into a car, which had an interesting design. It was wide and rounded, reminding me of something out of The Lorax. I'm pretty sure that it was red, and on the inside, the levers and stuff were a lot longer (easy access?). The doors were also different; the hinges were around where the middle of the windshield would be, so it was... Interesting.
He drove for a bit, quickly and recklessly, to go north quicker. After a few minutes, we realized that if someone saw him driving, they would report him as a runaway. Because of this, we switched spots (while the car was still in motion), and decided to pretend that he was my slave to avoid suspicion. I think I woke up at some point in the middle of this dream.

I had another dream, but all I remember is that I was walking in a forest, on some kind of quest. There were patches of snow, and a path, which led into a cave. I don't remember any of what happened, but it was I nice environment.

Date of Dream: SAT 14 OCT - 2017



Dream 211 - A Week In My Position

I have forgotten most of what happened in this dream. From what I can remember, I soon found out that my dad was spending an entire week away with Logan and Chilly in America. The dream played a few snippets of some scenes with Logan and Chilly and then it moved on to my family at some American shops, looking for some extra clothes because we found that we didn't pack enough for the cold weather. That's all I can remember for this dream.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None

Date of Dream: WED 4 OCT - 2017



Dream 206 - Review The Missing Area

I don't remember how the dream started. From where I can remember, my mum and I were looking around a MYER store with an unfamiliar layout. The clearance for Miss Shop was on level 4 but in the dream, there was also clearance for designer brands on level 1. There was a lady from the brand of Revival that was talking to us... She said that we buy too many things from there. We then told her that we were going over to Review. Along the way, there were so many racks of fancy shoes to look at. There was one rack though that I wasn't allowed to look at... I asked my mum why she pulled me away from it. I forgot what she said in response.

Then we arrived at the Review section which had a massive amount of stock, the whole MYER store was filled to the brim with stuff. I then found out that I had a random $50 voucher from somewhere that I could spend on Review products. We looked at all the cardigans first which had all various designs on them... Nothing like the real life stock though. I had picked a cardigan and my mum suggested to have look at some belts. The belts were very vivid in colour and mostly one style. The belts at the front of the shelf were full price but as you rummaged towards the back, the same type of belt was discounted.

My first choice of belt was a pink one, a colour in-between fuchsia and a candy tone. My mum suggested the colour of the next one which she claimed to be orange. I started complaining when I matched it against my black clothes and said to her, “mum, it's caramel...”. Eventually though, I admitted that I could see orange in there and so it became the second belt. My mum then said I could pick a third belt. There was some yellow and green but it was mostly purple... I ended up going for purple. We weren't ready to purchase the stock yet though. My mum said we would look around the store and see if we could find anything better. In the middle of MYER was this outer mall section, a circular area in which you could look down to the rest of the shopping centre. For a while, my mum and I were exploring the middle to see what other designer brands it links up to.

Soon after, we decided to return to Review to get the items. We looked around the store for a while but soon I started to panic as we couldn't see the Review section anywhere. I said to my mum that I think I knew what to do. As I walked her back to the centre circle, I told her that I knew someone that could help us. At first, I was afraid that my mum was going to get extremely mad at me and so I was wondering how to call my Dream Guide. I then stepped a couple of metres away from my mum and went for it at full volume.

When calling for Dreamy WB, I noticed I was using a muffled voice... It was loud and clear but muffled at the same time. There wasn't a response straight away but for the first time, I didn't sound like a broken record. Additionally, instead of speaking in English, I was speaking in this weird language to the awareness to affirm the request for Dreamy WB. My mum couldn't understand what I was saying, only that I was getting help. So she looks at me to ask where this person is. I said to mum, “don't worry mum, she's coming”.

After what seemed like a long time of waiting, Dreamy WB walked out of nowhere in particular and towards us, the two of us now sitting down. In this dream, she was very thin and lanky, more so than her real life counterpart. She crouches down to our level and puts her arm around me as I tell her what's wrong. Then as my mum gets ready to speak, Dreamy WB actually moves closer to her and nuzzles her on the chest. Now her arms are around both me and my mum. Soon, we all get up and Dreamy WB leads us back to the store. Before anything else can happen, I wake up.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None



I was surprised when Dreamy WB came up to my mum. Usually my Dream Guide wouldn't get that close to a parent.

Date of Dream: SUN 20 AUG - 2017



Dream No. 182 - VCE Takes A Toll

I don't remember what happened at the start of the dream. From where I do remember, I was in this weird, unknown, game-like place that was subject to flooding. There was bound to be an invasion of fake Marios that my family and I were preparing for. I was now in my bedroom and I saw the clothes that I was wearing. I was looking to put some runners on so I could easily run away when the invasion happens. I was back at the flooding place and the water was rising fast, so I had to place myself onto a small island.

The dream scene transitioned to me visiting Killester with my mum. My mum wanted to ask Ms. L of she had a photo of her mum. I then said to myself that it was Wednesday and then I saw the girls pouring out of the year 12 classrooms, carrying musical instruments. One of the girls I remember well was EL, carrying some sort of giant, golden trumpet. I then walked back around the corner to Ms. L's office. She was standing at the front of the door, listing all the families who were struggling, kind of like prayers of intercession. There were a whole list of year 12 families, addressed by surnames, but one was address as “WB's family”. I then sussed out that WB was suffering from huge bouts of major depression. Year 12 was becoming too much for her. I then asked Ms L about the progress of that photo. I have forgotten the rest of the scene.

In the next scene, I was browsing on Instagram and had a look at WB's page. There was absolutely nothing on it, including no “following” or “followers” numbers. I was than in a deserted mall and saw WB on the other side of a barrier, indeed looking depressed and somewhat angry. I thought that maybe I could break through the barrier and reach her if I could correctly play the “Mario Party DS – Party Mode” theme. A synth keyboard randomly appeared and I started playing it. Before I could finish the song, I woke up.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None

Date of Dream - WED 9 AUG - 2017



Dream No. 173 - Separated Sections

Dream 173 A - Moving Out
I don't remember exactly how the dream started. In the first scenes, I was living with Logan, who was strangely in Australia, not America. He was talking to me almost like a father would, at the current moment telling me to pack my things because my mum was coming for me. I was apparently there with him and Chilly for a few weeks... I told them “I don't want to leave”.

The dream scene then changed to me being at my own home with my mum. She said she called me home because dad was already leaving to America, where the rest of our family was going to move to soon. I was told to find my suitcase but I never could. The taxi had arrived for my dad and so I went downstairs to see him off. I then went back up to continue packing myself. I looked in the laundry mirror and saw the outfit that I was wearing in the dream. I was wearing six Review cardigans, neatly layered so each one could be seem. The colour scheme from outside to inside was red, mustard, lime, dark blue, purple, and then seafoam. I don't remember what else happened in this dream.

Dream 173 B - Scaling The Tower
I don't remember the first bit of this dream. My grandmother, brother and I were driving to Forest Hill Shopping Centre with the roads being weirdly curved with excessive turns and bends. It was a tower on top of a car park again. The only way to access the shopping centre was to go up in the lift to ascend the tower. My grandmother and brother were forcing me to go in. As soon as they pushed me in, I blindfolded myself. The lift didn't move and so I managed to get out and escape. They were going to go up another way but they were stopped until I fought off the boss standing in the way; this happened a few times. I don't remember anything else about this dream.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None

Date of Dream: WED 19 JUL - 2017



Dream No. 156 - Owner Of The Mall

At the start of the dream, I remember telling Mr. Hickey and a whole group of Killester girls that I owned this shopping centre. I then went off by myself to look in this store that looked like Dangerfield but wasn't exactly. As I progressed through the shop, the layout of things started becoming more unusual and almost distorted. In the main part of the mall, I eventually found my family who were doing their own shopping and I also told them I own the centre. I ended up taking them on a tour around some of the shops. I ended up in the food court and noticed that an ice-cream place wasn't doing so well in business performance, so I asked the worker man there what was going on.

I was then in David Jones and was looking at shoes, sighting a pair that cost around $600. There was a label at the bottom of the shoes though which said that the price was now $139.87. Still, those shoes were too expensive and so I didn't buy them... But then I also wanted them. I went into Kmart and found the exact same shoes for $3.33, the shoe sizes were 107, 109, 110, 112 and 114. I first tried 114 but they didn't fit my feet and then I found out the right shoe for me had a size 112.45 printed on the label. That's all I can remember about this dream.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None

Date of Dream: SAT 8 JUL - 2017



Dream No. 149 - Outfit Dramas

I remember I was on a holiday somewhere with my family and I would always find myself wearing the same outfit. I remember the outfit behind a light blue top with a short green cardigan, black shorts and white sneakers. My grandma was running these safari tours and so I ended helping her and these other random staff members out.

I soon went in the house and told my mum that I was tired of wearing the same outfit. I changed into something all pink, except for the light blue top which stayed the same. My mum then suggested that I wear something all black but I told her I didn't want to look like I was going to a funeral... Then my mum sighed and walked away. I looked at my brother who was in the room but he gave no reaction. I get scared that I offended my mum and so I went to my bedroom, got out my phone and got up and image of Dreamy WB to confide in it. I don't remember anything else that happened in the dream.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None

First thing I remember, I was sitting on a horse in a quaint town. There was another guy on a horse who was leading the way. He showed me how to speed up and we galloped through the town. He disappeared while we were riding. I stopped when I saw a boy trying to open a big warehouse door for a delivery. I helped him open the door and a man from inside the warehouse took it and secured it open. Then a large box was delivered (a piano?) A woman handed me a money order and said that I could cash it at the local bank and she gave me directions. I asked her about a bookstore in town. She told me there was a new one that would be opening tomorrow.

I walked through the town admiring its quaintness and thinking that Peg and I might want to move here. I saw where the new bookstore would be opening. It was to be mostly a used book store. People walking on the street seemed to be pleasantly buzzed. I mentioned to a middle-aged, female, passerby that it was a little bit like the movie, The Stepford Wives. I was not sure if she would get the reference but she did and agreed with me.

I went into a diner. I had a bag with clothes in it. I noticed a woman smoking at the table next to me. I asked her to confirm, “We can smoke in here?” At first, she seemed to think I was messing with her and kind of gave me a snarky response. Then I looked and saw that there were ashtrays on all the tables. I thought, “Peg would love this place.” I lit a cigarette and decided that I should take a selfie photo of me smoking a cigarette in a restaurant. By this point there were more people wandering up to nearby tables and chatting, mostly attractive women. I took the selfie and noticed that there was a flirtatious-looking woman in the background. It occurred to me that Peg might not be that happy with me hanging out at this place. I tried to text her the selfie on my phone but I could not find the photo. There were a bunch of photos that I had not seen before, of a wedding that my sister Christine had attended. I struggled with the phone for a minute but had to give up on sending the photo. (tech fail)

Then an attractive woman approached me and asked me in a flirtatious manner if I wanted to go downstairs. I asked her what happens downstairs. She said something like, “Generous men buy subscriptions to our magazines.” I thanked her but said maybe another time. Then a young guy approached me and asked me about my refusal to go downstairs with the woman, intimating that I would have a good time. I told that man that I was married and politely refused. An older gentleman sitting nearby said that I should have gone downstairs but not engaged in anything saying that this would make me intriguing to them.

I was getting ready to go and I started organizing the clothes I had in my bag. A middle-aged woman took my lunch tray and began walking off with it. I said that I still had to pay and she stopped. I worked out the payment with her. There was also a large pile of change that I had left on the tray. She tried to give it back to me but I told her to keep it as a donation to the women who were selling magazine subscriptions.

I walked through a different room, intending to exit the restaurant through a different door. There were some little private boxes that were like free standing closets. I realized that men were meeting women in these boxes to chat privately before going downstairs. I ended up stepping into one of these boxes. It was a particularly small one, about the size of a phone booth. A woman stepped into the box and spoke with me for a minute explaining that the magazines were around $12 per issue. That seemed kind of expensive to me. But I said that I could probably buy a three-month subscription. We left the box and I was presumably going to meet her downstairs. But then I was captured by a group of men and put into a primitive box with sticks going through the top so the box could be carried by several men. I was afraid that they were going to send me to South America to be a slave.

They brought me to a darkish room downstairs where there was an auction going on. They were auctioning off men for sexual encounters with men and women. I was not too happy about this. Some people told me that it was not that bad. One gave me a clear plastic glove to make things less messy.
By then Peg had showed up and we discussed the pros and cons of the two of us working at a place like this. I guess it paid pretty well. But we would have to have sexual encounters with people of either sex. I think we were leaning against the idea. But then I woke up before we had decided.

1/8/2017
Non-lucid: I was a part of an oddly large family. We were moving from boat to boat to live. A male was helping to load the boat w/ clothes that he had put in some kind of order. He had to dive into & under the water to retrieve them. Later we all were put into groups. Grouping by male & female & put into separate boats. I didn't recognize anyone, even the ones that were supposed to be my family. I was now the person who had to dive under the water to retrieve the females clothes. I am so not sure what this dream means.

Today: Dream 1/Non-lucid: I'm in a house w/ an incredible amount of rooms which is a common dream sign for me. My grown daughters & their kids live there also. My daughters keep telling me to get the ceilings fixed because there are holes in some places & I keep telling them that it requires money that we don't have. Some person I don't know tells me to at least get an estimate but I persist & saying that they will call social services & take the kids away because I can't afford to have it fixed & it will cause unnecessary troubles for us. IRL Meesha wakes me up & I pull my covers over my head & chain the same dream scene but I'm lucid now & the scene changes. (D2: Lucid) I'm in a store that looks like a big box warehouse like a Sam's Club. A man appears & I'm behind him & we seem to be waiting in line like you would be at a Wal-Mart Pharmacy. I just bumped right into him as I fell into the scene. I apologize & explain that I am deaf in my left ear. IRL this happens a lot because of my hearing loss so naturally I automatically say this. I'm confused that I just got dropped into the scene this way & turn around to take in my surroundings. I see rows & rows of these absurdly large bins are there. It reminds me of another dream I had about Christmas, when it wasn't remotely Christmas season. The bins just go on & on w/ discount items in these big bins. Meesha is relentless & pounces on me IRL & wakes me from this. How annoying. I would've just got up & shut the door but Josh is still here from Christmas break so I can't shut my door incase he needs to use our bathroom.

Mike & I have been making changes in our house to make the lighting low & calming. But right now my son is home from college & has interrupted what has been our only time off for a long period like this. I'm still waiting for the clips to come in to keep our lights in place. We also changed the lighting in our bedroom & only watch TV in the living room which is liberating but unfortunately disturbed by our son being here. He yells into his damn headset while we are watching tv & sleeping but Mike never says anything to him. I just come off as been irrational which is insane. I just want to hear what we are watching. Hence me dropping into the lucid scene. I do not want to be forced back into my bedroom. It was the whole point of getting a new TV & system for Christmas. We are finally at a place in our lives that we need to be alone & can't be. So I guess my dreams actually make sense if I look at it in that respect. He is in his 5th yr of college so that means about a year & a half before we are actually alone unless he gets an internship that isn't here in our town. But even then he will come back for his breaks to see his friends.

2 pts wbtb
1 pt non lucid
= 3pts

I was staying w/ Katie briefly & we plan to go to see houses. We are looking around & see lots of bedrooms in the house we are looking at & it's clean. But it's close to other houses which I don't particularly want for my next house. Yet my kids & Mike are there & we are really liking it all & the price. Suddenly Katie grabs my hand & drags me off into a bathroom & shoves some clothes at me. She says we are going to go see Anthony in jail even though in real life he is in prison. (She was just talking about seeing him & how they made her change her shirt while she was there when it was totally appropriate). She had pulled some strings to get us into see him. Things kept going wrong so we were obviously never going to get there.
WBTB
Dream recall was interrupted do to life