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I am at an indoor stadium very similar to a gym but it is apparently for football. I talk to a friend of mine
from college who is getting ready to play and I am at the game to watch him. He doesn't play football in
waking life. I look for a seat and see an empty section in the middle of the stands. I run into some "friends"
that I don't know and they ask if they can sit with me. I agree and we go up into the empty section and sit
down. The dream continues along some other line but I do not remember.

I am at my college but the campus is not even close to the real one. I am walking around and
eventually find myself at the entrance to a stadium on the edge of campus. I see a person who
tells me that I missed a concert for an ensemble that I am in. I walk around a bit more and find
myself back at the stadium where the person tells me I am missing the university choir concert.
I am unable to get there but a short while later everyone gets back. I see a girl from college who
is in choir walking back and then I see Dr. Boyle ( The choir director ). I expect him to angry but
he doesn't seem to notice me or say anything. I walk around campus a bit more but I can't
remember what I did next.

Before bed I took 800mg of valerian and 0.25mg of melatonin.

Fragments from early REM period

I am walking around the halls of my university. There are a lot of people in the halls with me. I believe that I am on my way to class...

... I am part of Uru again. There is a linking book somewhere, I think...

... I am looking at a computer screen. There is a picture of something entitled "dreamsign". It looks like the logo for one of the filmmaking companies. The kind of Celtic looking thing. As I look at it, it looks more like the Yeesha symbol from Uru...

Going to my Grandparents'

I am on my way to visit my Grandparents' house. There seems to be a time constraint on this, and my mother and I are trying to figure out the best way for me to get there. In the end, we decide that I will drive part way there, and when I am almost to their house to park the car and take a ferry across a small lake along the way. Somehow I think that this will be cost effective and possibly save time. I will call and schedule the ferry while I am driving.

Former Workplace

My mother and I are at my former workplace (a toy store) looking for a specific toy. We look in a few places for this thing (some kind of military hovercraft) but can't find quite what we are looking for. Then I remember that it is probably in the action figure section. I take her over to that area, but when we get there we see that all but one of the shelves are missing. I ask one of the current stockers what happened to the other shelves. He doesn't know (he is new). I ask another employee, but he doesn't know either.

Lucid at the Fair

I am walking down the road in the middle of our county fair. It is late in the season, and there are not many people visiting. Many of the stands are closing up for the year, and I look as I walk for familiar games and people. I am in my uniform (as though I were there to staff the public relations booth as I did when I was a park ranger). I am not there as a park ranger, but I have some other reason to go to the fairs. I think how nice it is that I get to go back to these old familiar places, and walk down the road feeling at ease.

I try to think of why I am at the fair. I can't exactly remember. Then I remember that being at the fair is a dreamsign. I stop walking, and turn to look behind me. Things look OK, but I am beginning to realize that I am dreaming.
I try to justify my being at the fair, but I can't. "So this is a dream," I say.

I look up at a concession stand to my right. As I do, I become aware that the dream is losing realism. I am in danger of losing the dream, and consider either preparing for a DEILD or hoping to WILD when I wake up. Then I decide to try my Dream Posession technique to stabilize it, and attempt to summon Monk. I am vaguely aware of somebody's presence at my side, and try to take posession of their body. This is partly sucessful, and I blink a few times to try to get the vision clear.

I decide to fly, hoping this will further put me in the dream. I float up into the air, and then come down through the top of the concession stand. There is a woman working in there. She is not overly beautiful, but she is pleasing to look at. I decide to kiss her, and do so. Around here I loose the dream.

Archaeology

I am with one of my colleagues at an archeological excavation. We are back at a rockshelter where we were two years ago, and are at first digging through snow. My colleague, Dr. B., points to a birdbath in the middle of a field and tells me how much he dislikes it. Then he describes a statue that used to sit in it, and how much he hated that. I think the birdbath is kind of attractive, and like the idea of the statue.

We continue digging through the snow. We try not to make too many footprints in it, but Dr. B. seems to be making a lot. Now the snow is moss, and we are removing layers of it. Now we are no longer excavating, but pulling weeds. And now we are digging through dirt looking for trash.

There is a lot of trash in the dirt, and we move down a line sorting through rubbish to throw away. I come across a pile of items, with some electronic equipment and stacks of old records. I am happy with this find, since I get to keep whatever I come across.

Took 0.5 mg of melatonin before bed. Did a visualization MILD, visualizing my University.

Lucid Fragment

I am walking down the street near my university when I discover that I'm dreaming. I am able to change aspects of the landscape as I have visualized myself doing while awake.

Beautiful Women (fragment)

I am once again walking to class at the university. As I cut across a parking lot, a bunch of beautiful women show up. They are either African or African American, and look like models. I walk along with them, or they walk along with me, or something. Maybe this is even part of the above dream, but I can't remember.

Kids in Danger

I am in my own home (which also seems to be another place, maybe my old church). There are a bunch of kids with me. There is some kind of adventure going on, like a Boxcar Children story, or Tom Sawyer. I am a kid in this dream, named Taylor, or Huck, or Oliver or something like that. The other kids are out in our main living room, and there are bad guys outside. There is an adult with us, who leaves to do something that is supposedly important. I don't trust this guy.

Upon leaving us kids alone, the man says "keep watching out this window. Don't go anywhere or do anything, just keep watching. If they come, this is the window they will come through."

I know that there is a window upstairs that the villains may come through. I also have a feeling that the man is in with the bad guys. I decide to go watch out the back window. On the way, I stop in the closet to get a gun to take with me. I look in the closet, and see my 20 gauge and my father's 12 gauge shotgun. We have a couple of .22 handguns in there, but the shotguns are more powerful. I pick up my father's shotgun, and look for some ammunition. There is a box of shells on a kind of wooden ledge above the guns, but they seem to be fishing lures. I root through and find some shells I think will work, and drop them into the shotgun.

I run back to the back door (also the front door of my RL home) with my gun. I look out the window, and apparently see something. I dash out the front door, snapping the shotgun shut. Then I run a little ways, in pursuit of the bad guys.

While I'm running, I notice the shotgun seems awkward to carry. I look down, and see that it has more than the one barrell it usually has. As I look, I first count 2, then 4, and finally 6 or 8 barrells. Not only that, there are two triggers.

"How strange," I say to myself. "I know that this gun only has one barrell. What could be going on?" Immediately the thought comes to my mind "I must be dreaming. There's no other logical explanation."

I look around. Everything seems so real, it doesn't seem possible that I am dreaming. But there is no other explanation for the gun, and I know that I often think my dreams seem real. I turn around and head back for the house. "I'm dreaming," I say again, trying to grasp the idea. It just seems so real.

On my way back to the house, the plot and the realism overcome my realization that this is a dream, and I loose lucidity again.

Private Eye

I am a private detective. I have an office in a large city, which is also my current university, which is also my former university. Inside this office, you can walk into a sort of screen which hides your image from the outside. While I am hidden like this, my partner goes out onto the front porch of our office with a beautiful woman. I know the woman is trouble, but it's his decision. I watch from the inside, hidden behind this screen, while the woman shoots my partner. Then she shoots a few witnesses.

"We'd better shoot all the witnesses," her accomplice says.
"I don't see anyboy else around," she says, "nobody is in the building. Come on, let's get out of here."

I pick up my gun, and dash out the front door after them. They travel down the road, and turn left. I follow. They go down an alley, and I pull out my gun to be ready in case I come across them suddenly. Looking down the alley, I can see a house at the end that they are headed towars. It is one of the houses that I lived in when I was little. Apparently, this is their hideout.

I inspect my weapon, and notice that it is not a gun at all, but my set of throwing knives. I guess that's better than nothing, so I pull one out in case I need it. I look again, and I see it is once again a handgun. Then I remember that I never put bullets in the gun. At first I think that I keep the gun loaded, but upon closer inspection I see that the chambers are empty. I grimace with disgust at my oversight. What kind of detective am I?

I turn back towards the office. As I walk, crowds of people fill the street. The street is also a hallway now, I am at one of my colleges and classes are just letting out. I turn towards my office, which is now the maintenance section where I used to work. I need to get back, but some girl I know comes up to me. She wants me to look at her pictures, by which she means she wants me to go to her adult website. I don't really want to do this, but she keeps insisting. She shows me some rather obscene pictures of herself, but I manage to push past her to my office. Around here the dream ends.

Chuck's Bad Day and Flirting with Bi-Sexual Winona Ryder
I'm living in a house with a bunch of people. It feels like a frat house. I sleep in a downstairs room shared with two other people. I wake up early and talk to the three roommates. One is Chuck and he says he had a bad day yesterday. Another is Ken Marino and he pulls me aside to tell me he's going to bake a cake. We walk to the living room where there is a whiteboard with math equations on it. Chuck erases part of the board and starts writing more math equations while describing his bad day. I ask something like "Did you really have a bad day? Or did you have an average day that fell short of your expectations?" This suggestion upsets Chuck and he storms off back to the bedroom.

It's still early morning. Other people are starting to wake up in the house. There is an open staircase visible in the living room, like the SAV house, and I sense that people are emerging from the bedrooms upstairs and moving to the kitchen or leaving the house. I walk back to my bedroom to find Chuck. Chuck is at the desk with a laptop and his cell phone. I lay on the bed. He starts talking again, but I don't recall about what. I am looking at the laptop. There's a computer program running that solves chess puzzles. There is an animated chessboard as the program tries different move sequences. When the program solves the puzzle, it sends a text message and starts a new one. Chuck gets up leaves the room. He leaves his phone. A moment later, the laptop finishes another puzzle and Chuck's phone buzzes, showing he got a text message.

So I'm alone for a moment in the bedroom. Once again I remark that it's early morning by the hint of sunlight from the window. A new person walks in and tells me that one of our housemate's boyfriend stayed overnight. I recognize the housemate as Patrick's sister. Then a few more people enter the room including Patrick's sister, a guy (who I assume to be the boyfriend), and a girl with short black hair who looks like Winona Ryder.

Winona flops on the bed next to me and starts talking to me in a very friendly way. It's a bit awkward for me because I don't know this person and all the other people in the room are watching. Winona says she's leaving soon with everyone to go to campus. She has a long day ahead of her. She's a college student and she studies at Disneyland. At one point, she changes position on the bed so that she's laying across my body. Then she asks if I want to hang out later that day. I say sure. She says not here in LA, but down at Disney. Again, I say sure. Then she smiles, happy that we made a date and then she leaves.

So I'm feeling pretty proud of myself but there are still those few people left in the room who have just been watching all time. They seem horrified. I ask what's wrong. Patrick's sister leaves the room, upset. Then Hugh explains that Winona is Patrick's sister's girlfriend that they were talking about earlier. Girlfriend? I thought they said boyfriend. And I didn't know she was a lesbian. Then I ask Hugh who she is because she looks like a famous actress (at this point in the dream, I hadn't yet remembered Winona Ryder's name, just recognized the face). He says he doesn't know her name either. He says to name a movie that she was in. "Reality Bites." He's never seen it. "How could have never seen Reality Bites?" Sorry, name another. I can't think of another. I say, "Just pull out your phone, google Reality Bites, and read the first name that comes up." He suggests a few other names, but I know none of them are right.

Wow, that was long. It felt like at least 30 minutes of real time. After a woke up, I remembered the name Winona Ryder. And I just now remembered that Patrick's sister's name is Jennifer.

Before bed I took a vitamin b supplement, as well as some vitamin b-6.

Dream Avatar Technique

I am walking from my car to the university in Cleveland where I take classes. I am following a girl who is talking on her cell phone. Even though I am following her, I can see her face. I look at this for a while, as she is nice looking and since she is turned away from me she won't be able to see me. I wonder how this can be, since I can see her face. I then realize it is because she is walking while turned a little to the side, moving forward with her head turned so as to see me.

False awakening (?) I continue walking, and thinking about the dream I had "last night". Then I realize that I haven't done an reality check yet today. I question whether or not I am dreaming, and find that I am dreaming. When I realize this, the dream begins to fade, and I either drift into waking state and then WILD back to the dream, or hang on even though things black out a bit. It isn't so much a matter of stabilizing the dream now, it is just that the dream is more like a daydream, or I am only half asleep. I remember something I read somewhere about trying to identify with your body in the dream. I attempt to do so.

I am still walking to class. I reach the building, and find myself outside the building and walking next to some large stone pillars. The girl is still with me.

"Transport yourself to your dream body", she says. I know that she means another DC, which represents myself. I also know that this DC is Monk (the detective. I have dreamed a couple of times now that I am Monk. It is kind of a dreamsign.)

"How am I supposed to find him? There are so many people, and he could be anywhere." I say.

"It's your dream," says the girl. "Put him where you want him to be."

I imagine Monk around the next pillar. Sure enough, when I reach the pillar, he is standing there. He is around the corner of the building, standing still in the street as though he is examining something. I approach him, and study him for a moment. In doing so, I assume a Monk-like attitude. Then I turn around and walk backwards so that I am standing in the exact same spot as him, facing the same direction. This is not hard to do, as Monk and I are one and the same anyway, just in two different places. Then I will myself to take his place.

Suddenly, everything becomes vivid. It is amazingly vivid, as I have often seen people describe their LD's. I look up at the sky, and see how vibrant and real the color is. Everything around me seems so real, and there is none of that "tunnel vision" that I often get in lucid dreams. Along with this comes a sense of exhilliration.

"Wow!" I shout with amazemet, "This is really vivid!" A guy walking by me in a suit and carrying a briefcase looks over at me, a little startled and amused. "Sorry," I say.

It is so vivid that I begin to wonder if I am really dreaming. I know that I am, but it all seems so realistic. I do a "finger through hand" and "nose pinch" reality check. Niether of them work, as RC's don't seem to work anymore in my dreams. Still, I know that I am dreaming, even though there is a tiny doubt in the back of my mind (small enough of a doubt for me to still consider this to be lucid).

Intoxicated with the exhilliration that seems to have come with the vividness of the dream, I race up a set of stairs on my right. There are lots of people around, but I don't care. I run about about 3 or 4 flights of stairs, and pause at the top.

"Paging Dr. S____," I hear a voice saying over a PA system. I begin to get confused now, thinking that I am supposed to be a doctor but at the same time thinking it is a dream. I know in order to perform surgery I need my backpack, which I left down on the street. "Even if I am dreaming" I think, "I don't want to take the chance of not responding to this page". I turn to go back down the steps, and open my eyes to find myself in bed.

At this point I look at the clock and realize it is past 9:00 am, and I had an engagement this morning. I feel like I could have returned to the dream, but I had to get up. I did a few RC's, but I was awake.

Geology Trip

I am on a geology trip with some other students. There is much that I cannot remember, but we end up on a ledge looking out over a ravine. There is a rainbow that can be seen caused by some spray coming off of a waterfall. Some students believe that at the end of this rainbow, there is a great mineral specimen. I realize that the rainbow is just an illusion, as you can move it by walking backwards.

The professor points down into the ravine, and shows us a tunnel. We are going to go into the tunnel. Somehow, I am helpful in doing this.

I watched Inception last night for the first time. Not realizing how long the movie was, I put it on at 11:30pm, and did not get to be until after 2:00am. This having been the last thing on my mind, I decided to use the movie as a target for a visualization MILD. By this time, I was awfully tired though, and it ended up simply being an incubation attempt as it was easier to just tell myself what to dream.

Sleeping in Class

I am in Chemistry class. The professor is really, really boring and students are nodding off and going to sleep. I nod off as well...
...After a time of what seems to be actual unconscious sleep, I wake up in class. Other students are waking up too. I feel a little bad for sleeping through the lecture, but it feels as though I couldn't help myself.

Inception II

This dream is not easy to follow. I don't even know if I was lucid or not. I was sort of the main characters in the movie Inception, so I would have been dreaming that I was lucid. Since most of the dream took place with me believing the plot was real, it probably wasn't fully lucid. But in parts all I knew was that the dream was just a dream. So, I'll make it purple in color for hald lucid and half non-lucid. I don't even know where this dream starts, but here goes.

I am sitting on the couch, talking with my family. Someone is going to deliver a truck full of concrete. There is a snowstorm going on, which I had been lost in at one point.

I am trying to convince my parents that this is a dream. I seem to be slipping from the couch into another dream, or dream level. I retain "lucidity" as I do so. Then I go back to the couch. I have a pair of pants that I think are too soft. I fill them with sawdust, and shake the sawdust out outside the back door. My mother thinks this is weird, but I explain that it will make the pants less slippery. I realize that that is not a normal thing to do, and see that it is more evidence that I am dreaming.

We go into another "level" of the dream. Now we are at Niagara Falls. We are looking around the place, and are in some kind of a gift shop. In one room is a lot of candy, and I consider buying some. However, up a sort of a walkway is another building, and one I have not seen in over ten years since the last time I was in Niagara Falls in real life. I think that this may be one of my only chances to see it for a while. And besides, it's part of the mission.

I walk up the ramp to the building. I know that it is just a dream, but I figure that it is drawn from memory, so there should at least be similarities. I don't really remember anything about the building in waking life, but I look around to take in as much detail as I can to compare.

Some confusion here. We do some things related to our mission, possibly going into another "level". There is the old guy in the hospital bed, and some girl. The girl is part of it, and has to do something that makes her so upset that she almost vomits. We explain to her what we are doing, and she feels a lot better. Still, she goes back to the bathroom as though she is going to vomit again. We stop her from doing this.

I think we return to the Niagara Falls level after this.

I am at my best friend's house and my friend, his sister, and my crush are all there. There
is also someone else that somewhat resembles a friend from college. The premise is that I am
no longer a Section Leader in my high school's band which is strange because I never was a
section leader, but the friend from college is taking my place. We have this huge discussion but
I don't remember quite how it went then I go over to the dining room and grab a roast beef
sandwich that is on the table. I eat it, and the dream ends

I haven't been journalling for a few days, and this in addition to staying up too late has caused my recall to begin to weaken again. I had a bunch of dreams the night before last, but I can only remember bits and pieces.

02/09/11

I am at school. I am thinking about lucid dreaming, and decide to do a reality check. "How do I know if I am awake?" I ask myself. "I could be dreaming." I read a few lines of text on the powerpoint projector screen at the front of the class. Nothing unusual. I go back and read it again. Seems consistent. "Nose pinch RC has failed in the past," I think, "but reading text never fails. I must not be dreaming."

02/10/11

I am at home, and also in the Fun House (in Uru). I am thinking of doing a hack, and contemplate what I should do. I don't think I am good enough, but people keep encouraging me so I decide to try something. In the end, I decide to make my avatar look like Teddy Roosevelt and show up in character.

02/11/11

I am eating bologna. Lots and lots of bologna.

Another one of those nights, apparently. I dreamed about everything from the Dukes of Hazzard to Star Trek to being chased by lions. Much of it seems to be jumbled up in trying to remember it though.

Big City Dukes

We are watching the Dukes of Hazzard. The Duke boys are in a big city somewhere, out in front of a high rise hotel. I explain to the people watching it with me "this must be an episode where they go to the big city."

Roscoe appears high up on a balcony watching them. He is about to arrest them for something or other. But Luke has the great idea of convincing him that there is a criminal in the swimming pool. He writes the name of the criminal on the edge of the pool. It starts with a "W" but the rest of it is a bit hard to read. Roscoe leans over to read it, and of course falls into the swimming pool. Bo and Luke take off running.

Meanwhile, Roscoe is clinging to the edge of the pool. "I can't swim!" he gasps, trying to keep his grip. Still, he inches his way along the edge trying to read the name that Luke wrote. Fortunately for him, somebody shows up in time to help him out of the pool to safety...

...We are walking in the big city (the whole Dukes thing seems to be over). We come to a castle. Or rather, it used to be a castle, but is now just integrated into the city. There is a row of shops in what used to be the keep, and the area surrounded by the moat is now sort of a downtown area. In order to get to this part, we have to climb down into a ramp that goes beneath the level of the rest of the town. It is a steep slope and I have a difficulty getting down in.

Lions

(Maybe this is still part of the dream above. I don't know.) I need to get somewhere. In order to get there I have to cross a plain, much like a veldt in Africa. I see a large animal in the bushes near me that looks like a lion. I think to myself that it can't be a lion, since this is the US. It must be a large dog.

The lion gets up from behind the bush, and starts to walk towards me. Yep, it's a lion allright. I walk quickly towards a steep ridge of some kind. I dash up the hill, and jump down the other side, safe from the lion. But there's another lion on this side! It starts towards me, and then runs into a clear plastic wall. I now see that the lions are kept in these plastic compounds. They look like they are running free, but they really aren't.

Star Trek Dream

(I seem to be unable to remember the first part of this dream at the moment.) I go downstairs to follow him [Picard, maybe? I don't quite remember.] He jumps through a portal at the bottom of the steps. I try to follow, but can't get the portal to work. It's the shape I don't understand. It appears to be made of a metal of some kind, that you have to bend into an opening and set in the right spot for it to work. Because he was a shapeshifter [?] I can't see it quite right. I bend it into what it looked like to me, which was twisted metal of some kind.

He shows up again, and explains the trick. I look at the twisted metal in my hand and laugh. Then he takes it, presses a button or a switch in the chimney, and a hole opens up. He bends the metal to match the hole and jumps through.

I am standing in the room, having just seem "him" vanish again. I get a wand of some sort. With this I can make lights go out. I have a bunch of stuff that I have collected. It is sort of like a computer game. I click on things that I have that have light. The lights dim. But they keep coming back before I can extinguish all of the light. I wonder what will happen when I do?

Deanna Troi is watching me, and Tasha Yar is sitting on the couch behind me. I sit down next to her and put my arm around her. She seems to be unhappy, and I try to make her feel better. We both have something in common apparently. "We both know what it's like to be tortured," I say.

I leave the building, because my parents are there to pick me up. At the same time, we are returning because I forgot something or they wanted me to check and make sure the doors are locked (or something). I go back in, and want to go back to the living room where Tasha is. I don't know if she is still there or not.

School work/restaraunt

I am sitting in class. It is a class I am taking for fun, so the school work doesn't matter so much to me. Still, when it comes time to copy weird phrases (like "Take Oyster Sea" and a picture of a buoy) I am a little concerned because I didn't copy it into my notebook. Instead, when the passed the sheet around with the phrases, I simply wrote another phrase after the one at the top. I thought this is what you were supposed to do, but I was wrong. When the sheet comes back to me I hurry to copy the phrases into my notebook. While I am doing this, a pretty girl in front of me starts complaining about her throat.

"It's so dry, and I feel pretty bad," she says. "I have this cough, too."

"That's what you said last week," the teacher says disapprovingly.

"I know," she says. "It seems to happen whenever I am in this class."

"Maybe you hate being here," the teacher says, getting angry now. "If you don't like this class, then stop pretending to be sick and drop it. I'm tired of you coming in here acting so sick every single day!"

All this time I have been trying to concentrate on copying the weird phrases (which I can't read). Now I lift my head up.

"It could be allergies," I say, "especially if you get it every time you are in this classroom."

I contemplate buying out the other shares and owning the restaurant myself. (What, did I miss something? How did we get here? I don't know) I ask my boss what he would sell the business for. I know he wants to "get out from under it". He says he'll sell it for $500,000. I wonder if it would be a good investment. People buy semi-trucks as an investment. I think about that while I root around under the kitchen sink. "I'm paying for a truck driving education" says a future trucker, "it's an investment."

College Roommate Dentist
I'm in college. It seems I'm living with a roommate. He reminds me of my lab partner from a EE class that I barely knew. In the dream, he is a dentist and he takes patients in our apartment. It's like we have a garage and he has an office set up in there.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

A few people, possibly all young women, were in a room like a college dormitory. They may have been fighting against something or preparing for some fight. One girl in particular was bringing her power up to a very high level. But at some point she may have made herself stop. She had to bring her power level down because it was causing troubles in some other place.

Now, in a room like a common area in a college dormitory, a girl sat with her back to another girl, who stood. The two girls were next to a big window which revealed the night sky. The seated girl asked the standing girl to go away. The seated girl said she couldn't be trusted around the standing girl for a while.

The seated girl had a mask on her face. The mask had two wide, dark slots for the eyes and a wide, creepy grin for the mouth. Silvery fangs grew out of the grin as the seated girl spoke. The dream had all looked like real life up until this point. But after this point, it may have begun to look like an anime.

I came to understand that the fighting power the girl in the room had had to subdue in herself also drew out powers in other people. The seated girl was having a kind of evil, vampiric power drawn out in her. She wouldn't be able to control it if it got too strong. The "mask" on the girl's face was actually a manifestation of her own spirit, this power within her.

By means of a shiny, metallic cuff, the seated girl chained herself to a nearby coffee table (?) to prevent her from getting loose and running wild. At some point I came to understand that a lot of the girls in this college had magic powers and that part of the reason they were here was to train.

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[COLOR="#808080"][/COLOR][COLOR="#1E90FF"]1) There's a lacrosse stick in my trash bin. I want to give it to someone as a Christmas gift, but someone takes it. I watch them take it but don't chase after them. I don't want anyone to know I'm giving it to them so I'll just let the person take out my trash. Running after him would let everyone know.

2) continuation of 1??? I'm walking along the wall of a high-rise. I can see that I'm many stories above the ground and am in some kind of office building. I deliver?? bags of clothing to Mrs. M. NBA and I go to the doorway, which is an entrance to the game where you skate down a long slope to cut pizzas. The entire slope is lined with pizzas and the goal is to slice as much as possible. We skate down, turning and curving to cut the pizzas as much as we can in one trip down.

We get to the bottom and look into the door to the kitchen. Our boss comes out and gives us our next task??? He goes back inside and we can see a girl sweeping the alley we just came down. She has long dark hair and is singing as she works.

NBA? and I fly to a building a few blocks down and we walk down a hallway? DM? JT? Go go up a ladder and embark on some sort of quest.

At the end, we're all in the parking lot of a concenience store and it's time to go to college. One kid says he's going to Cornell and the other one is going to the University of Nevada. We walk down a long farm road and see a New Hampshire? license plate. We talk about "B Fad Pump Control," which is a wiki I actually like. The movie ends and the title appears on the screen: Eni & Enoi.

3) I walk into Toronto with my parents. It looks just like Chicago - the streets are similar and the buildings rise high. I think Giordano's is just a block away and I mention this to my parents.

4) continuation of 3?? I'm in a basement somewhere (Mexico???????) with KD, NT, and JD. They're all lying in a large bed, and I go and lie down too. One of them asks to swap places with me, which we do.

We go above ground and have to cross the street. There's a Kentucky Fried Chicken???? [/COLOR][COLOR="#808080"](I think we might be in the same city as the one in 3.)[/COLOR][COLOR="#1E90FF"]

5) We're in a van driving by the ocean. A huge wave comes ashore and spreads across the land, which is pretty cool. It's only a few inches of water that goes under our van.[/COLOR][/INDENT]

1/4/11: Sometimes I don't even understand why I get dreams like this: one where you're running around in circles and running into random people that seem very attractive--and the setting is in a big building. Recently I've been having dreams where there's been some sort of hybrid when it comes to these big buildings: Some are colleges mixed with apartments, while some are independent high schools--next to apartments.

In one scene, I'm in a dorm inside the body of someone who thinks there has been a failure/cheating. The roommate's had enough of his/her conspiracies.

"You've got 30 seconds to explain to me what you're talking about." she replies. She looks a lot like Hollywood actress Alicia Silverstone in the face, only younger. I haven't seen ANYTHING movie-wise starring Alicia Silverstone in over 15 years, and I'm 24 now.

After this, the "running around in circles" thing continued as a different character, running into random people and offices, even accidentally sitting on what appears to be a conveyor belt. I land on the ground, luckily, and on my own two feet.

I'm guessing this part of the dream came when I thought about doing some JoJo's Bizarre Adventure fanfiction starring a character who has a Stand similar to series main character Jotaro Kujo, Star Platinum, and this was likely everything he (the fanfic character I created) saw, along with the college scene belonging to a character from another work of mine, Tracy Weston.

A Stand, as many people who are fans of the JJBA comic book series know, is basically a supernatural power. Out of all the "bizarre" dreams I've had, I'd have to say this is one of the top ten, though I don't really see what big buildings have to do with JoJo's Bizarre Adventure. One of my goals in life is to be an author, and I think this dream might have been what I needed to get going. I'm new to this JJBA thing, so I guess I'd better read more in order to understand what's going on in each of the arcs.