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-Shopping for Sims 4 CC online, picking out men's underwear in-game in CAS.

-Waiting outside church to go in, feel out of place, just here for a wedding in the family. Riding around parking lot in nice tall SUV with rich church people I don't really know, they're friendly though. Finally someone comes out and tells us they're running late but we can go ahead and come in. I see a little boy go in front of me, part of the family. The sky is overcast and it's humid and the church is out in the middle of some pretty, peaceful country. Inside, it turns into a movie party sleepover thing and the lights are mostly turned out. J & Sh are there and the three of us, plus some girl I don't know but I feel like I'm supposed to know, are in our pajamas. It's a bit cold though, so we have light jackets on over them. Mine feels bulkier than the others and I'm a little self conscious. A lady to my right, rich and churchy and a bit fat, starts talking to me and ends up showing me how to use a weird elastic neck brace. I know she has to use it because of poor health related to being overweight, but I avoid mention of that and just be polite. J walks to the other end of the room, probably to find the bathroom, and Sh joins in the conversation, which turns to the topic of health insurance. Sh says her dad still has her on the D1 plan or something. I laugh to myself in my head because she's older than me and far less independent. Irl my husband and I pay for everything we get.

-Something about being on an alien planet which is being invaded. The bad guys get the upper hand and take over completely, but they leave immediately and take all the stolen vehicles/technology with them (I guess to another planet). While they're gone, me and the remaining natives devise a plan which I don't really remember. I think we take everything they left over and build something awesomely powerful. I just know we're totally ready for them. Not long after, the baddies all come back, shocked to see all the scraps gone. We hit 'em while they're still shocked and it's a landslide victory for us!

-In a gym-like place, but it's really a big, tall carport with rubbery flooring beneath it. This carport is attached to a large, metal warehouse which seems to be kind of out in the country, or on the edges of things anyway. All the machines are crammed together, some actually tipped against one another. There are a handful of beefy dudes working out which I ignore. I'm here for my own workout. I try to get on a stair-stepper that's shoved between some other stuff, but it just starts to tip over so I spend my whole effort trying to keep it upright with just my legs. As I focus on this, the scene around me changes to a small, wood-shop-like room. There is a group of people around me, most younger than me, though I feel younger than irl. There's one guy who's in his 40s it seems and he's speaking to us as a group with a warm smile. It almost feels like youth group. There are tools and things hung all around the white walls and everyone sits in mismatched folding chairs. The speaker rests his arm on a wood-working table to his right. I'm still sitting on the freaking stair-stepper, which now has a seat, and I'm way higher than everyone else. Someone comments about how, "She's 5'9"!" (directed at me) and it seems to be a good thing because I guess we're going to be playing sports later on. I laugh and blush. I'm not really that tall irl btw.. lol.

-Watching some little cartoon with my little sisters. It's about a tall, bitter, unhappy lady with jet-black hair and pale skin. All of the girls around her are becoming "twitterpated" over the boys/men they like/love and she doesn't understand because she has no one like that, so she tries to undermine their relationships. At the end though, she meets a woman and falls in love and realizes that she's just like all the other girls and that it's okay to be "twitterpated" lol. I laugh at this and it gives me a happy feeling, but my sisters seem put-off, probably because their dad teaches them that being gay is wrong.. ugh. For those who don't know, "twitterpated" is a Disney ref. (Bambi) and basically means "head over heels"

Remembered this dream this past Friday morning. My recall sure has been wonky lately.
I lost my house due to not paying the bills, along with the fact that some greedy people wanted it for themselves. Basically, I was kicked out, and my girlfriend was with me (naturally).
We seemingly had no where to go, but luckily enough, her Canadian friend (a guy I know IRL) owned a ranch and allowed us to stay there with him.
Now, this was all well and good. Soft beds and beautiful outdoors weren't things to complain about. But this guy, whom I'll call E (her friend and the owner of the ranch), he started trying to get her attention away from me on him. It started to become a dastardly competition between the two of us, to see who could win my girlfriend's affections. This was basically us:
Eventually it got to the point where we started arguing over who was the best. My girlfriend didn't intervene on the whole thing, but instead chose the more amusing option and sat on the sidelines enjoying every bit of it.

I know there was a little more before the dream ended, but it's too hazy. So, here we are.

Me and several other students were on a race track preparing for a long, competitive race. It was about a whole classroom of students scattered around the starting line. The race track wasn't your typical dirt themed one, but it was one covered with air compressed pillows. It went all the way to the finish line. It was indoors and outdoors. The race was just about to begin.

The race started right as soon as the first person started running. The whole set of students began hopping from one section of pillows to another. Most of them were left off in the middle, with only a few of them up front. I was stuck behind the middle ones. I wasn't how the game worked at first, so I observed some of the other races before I decided to actually give it a try. It turned out, everybody was hopping to get ahead of the game. After noticing this, I started to take my way past the middle races.

Eventually, after making it through the indoor part of the race, we reached the outside world. I continued hopping as best as I could to try and win. At this point, I was just about getting on the line with the really good hoppers. I also observed the environment surrounding me. We were all what now seems to be a huge racing stadium, though most of it being taken up by empty fields of grass and small buildings. There were also no barricades on the sides of the pillows, meaning there was no protection if any of us fell by accident.

After a while of hopping, I notice this girl hopping up next to me, seemingly trying to catch a glimpse of who I was. I spent little bit attention to this person until I took a quick stare at them and noticed who they were. It was Quynh, the same girl who went to piano class with me in high school and the same girl I thought a lot for three years. She was still wearing that same green sweater she'd almost always wear to school. Quynh and me were the only racers closer to the finish line.

Quynh wanted to win just as much as me. For a moment, I even noticed her trying to push me off the track because of her facial expressions she had while staring back at me. I did not intend to lose. If she pushed me, I thought, I'd have to counter it and make her fall off the pillows instead. Fortunately, she never did. Instead, the two of us were in first place, desperately trying to jump over a large gap from one large set of pillows to another.

When we finally reached the finale of the race track, both of us took a long hop over a bottom layer of grass floor. As me and Quynh were both making the jump, my only thoughts were, "I have to win!" We both landed on the set of pillows, seemingly at the same time. We both stopped ourselves from hitting the wall in front of us and took a moment to notice each other. I stared at Quynh and she was staring at me. What seemed to be an outrageously, long conflict between us, one that lasted for so long, it finally felt like we were on agreeing terms to give each other one more chance at friendship.

Fragment 1: I'm following some kind of national infrastructure route, it feels like a new system perhaps foir delivering some new form of power but doedsn't follow any preexisting distribution network. I'm following a line into Wales from the WEst Midlands and can see the branching structure on a map.

Fragment 2: I'm in a car on a bridge heading downhill from the high point of the bridge toward what looks like a toll gate at the bottom of the slope. The bridge is wide, perhaps four or six lanes, and traffic is at a standstill. I hed down the hard shoulder and somebody in the car is apparently nervouis that I might hit the other cars as I pass, so I prove the point by driving so as to just clip my wing mirror on the bollards that line the other side of the gap I'm going through.

Fragment 3:
I'm in a car going around a roundabout, it feels familiar, I think from a dream of a few years back. I'm directing somebody else driving and tell them which exit to take, but they miss it and as we go past it becomes clear that it's more complicated than I thought because immediately adjacent to the exit we need to take, there is another exit that goes onto the wrong carriageway, and a third exit that leads onto a narrow old road that used to service the rouge. This third exit is precipitously steep, totally infeasible, but still offered as an option at the junction!

Dream one - Floating through the landscape:

[I'm sure there was more dream before I got lucid, but I can't remember what happened.]

I'm in a field of various wild grasses, reminiscent of a wheat field but not as uniform, with different heights and shapes of grass. Judging by the flowering it's mid summer.

For no obvious reason I suddenly suspect I'm dreaming and confirm it by floating off the ground and GET LUCID!

I try to remember my dream goals and remember that one of them was to incubate a mountain in China complete with distinctive flora and geology. I look up and see that there are snowcapped mountains in the distance. I decide to try to fly toward them. I rise up higher until in a few hundred metres above the ground figuring that being close to the ground would make the movement seem greater and therefore harder to go a long distance. I look down and see some suburban streets and notice that I appear to be flying backwards, away from the mountains.

I fly higher still until the ground begins to fade away behind clouds, then focus on looking intently at the mountains hoping that the scenery between me and them will fade out leaving me with only the mountains. As I'm doing this I try to picture some more authentically Chinese looking mountains. The mountains get greener and steeper and start to look more like the mountains I wanted, but as I'm doing this I'm realising that the Chinese mountains task was *incubation* and actually I need alpine mountains for my "fly through a snowy apine valley" task. I start heading up the valley reasoning that there will be not snow higher up and I can transform the mountains back to alpine style as I go.

Unfortunately I wake up decisively moments later :-(



Dream two - Rescue mission:
[I wish I'd written more notes on this one when I first woke up as it's faded somewhat now]

I'm inside some kind of vessel that could be a submarine or perhaps some a space craft, there's chaos going on with alarms and flashing lights and loud crashing noises and people rushing around reacting to whatever it is that's going on.

The scene flashes forward to some time later when the emergency is over and everyone has settled into the realisation that we are trapped underground. I'm reminded of a story I read of recently of some German soldiers accidentally trapped for several years in a supply depot when it was sealed to keep it from the allies.

The scene changes again, now I'm involved in some kind of rescue/salvage mission.

I'm looking at a map or perhaps an overhead photograph of terrain showing what looks like impact marks in sandy silt at the bottom of a body of water. I can hear a woman's voice explaining that these marks indicate where a vessel hit the ground hard. At one end of the elongated scar there is a dark smudge that it is explained is the craft itself showing dimly through the silt. It turns out that is has come to rest barely below the surface. There is a painful irony that if the crew has realised they were so close to the surface they probably could have found their way out. Indeed, the female voice goolies on to explain that one ends of the vessel is just fractionally protruding above the surface.

On closer inspection, I can see a corner of the craft, an incongruent hard straight line among a vague blurry picture. As we watch, we can even see a little movement and realise that the vessel rocks slightly as crew members within move from one end to the other and we realise that the crew, presumed dead, must still be alive!


Rescue mission for a buried sub cum spaceship

1.Riding in backseat with Wife. Rachel is driving. It's sunny prior to this wife had been out running errands now we are headed home. We have to stop the car at a tree in order to grab a branch and pull it into the car. The branch will give special properties to the car, of an unknown nature. I get out to get the branch and the tree is somewhat stripped. There is not a branch long enough for our needs. I pull one to try to bend it into the car, but no luck. wife says " hurry up I have to go soon" "Jesus Christ" I reply, "you have been gone all day" she says she is going to some bar by trader joes. I get back into the car and notice many curled up spiral shoes green inch worms in my legs. There is also a small translucent brown spider. I brush them all off and watch them squirm on the floor of the car.

2. At work talking to an administrator with someone else. I refer to an earlier dream in this dream and say in a deep, crazily- reverbey voice " hey lackey, make me a fucking martini!" This is to satirize some character in the dream. The administrator is worried about how loudly I said this and peers into another room to see if anyone heard, but we are good. Someone drops a small object onto the floor, it rolls across the room and comes to rest near a wastebasket. I walk over and take a look, but cannot find it.


3. I am at some dharma event in another city. It is the end of the teachings for the day . I am standing in some sort of grass quad area between 2-3 buildings. Several monks including one or two westerners come out of the left corner door at the junction of buildings. The buildings are laid out in a u shape. I see the monks then end up at the dharma center, looking for Khenpo Samdup to tell him about the teachings/ event. He is asleep and d1 wakes him up, he is laughing and mumbling. Also I am looking at a shelf of dharma books forgone that "is not just a bunch of meditation instructions" there are several shelves of books, one has a cover that is a very bright blue sky with wispy clouds.

4. There is some sort of sleepover at the farm. I am staying in one of the back rooms. There are several couples staying in the rooms they are there for an event. I start off alone in a bed then some brunette woman gets in bed with me. After a bit she gets out and goes to another room. I get up and go walking through some of the rooms. Daughter 1 is in another back room with wife, daughter 1 gets wound up and runs into the different rooms, I am worried she will wake people. I look into one of the other rooms and see a couple laying in the bed, just sheets, no blanket. Dream shifts and now it is New Year's Eve and I am walking along a covered sidewalk with my brother and several others. We are going to my uncle Marty's bar? And realize that it is 11:58. We hear a countdown and begin to run to make it to the bar by 12. I do a crazy dive/roll across a street and land in my feet at the entrance to the bar. My uncle comes out with some beers, we nod at him but refuse and make it into the bar, just in time!

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a. Looking for a shirt to impress a lady with. There are various band shirts, including a white bad brains shirt. I self consciously choose one and have some trouble changing out of my current one.

b. I am running across a large lawn, someone has just started to now so I am being mindful of them .

I'm in my childhood home and I'm late leaving to get to college. I briefly converse with my sister about it then rush to get ready.

I faff about with my bike for a bit checking I've got air in my tyres and have my lights in place etc. I start cycling and it's really hard work, in pushing really hard on the pedals and barely moving, it feels like my legs are really tied and still asleep. I look down at the gears and hear levers and try to work out what hear I'm in and how to change to a lower gear, which I eventually manage after getting thoroughly confused.

Once I'm under way I realise I've probably missed the train I was going to catch and decide that just cycling the whole way is probably my best bet. I start to get a little uncertain of the route (I've not done it in about 18 years!) The weather is glum and gets wetter, I'm getting soggy and muddy and when I get to a village on the way I decide to pull over and find somewhere to get a bit cleaned up and regroup.

I pull into what turns out to be a cycling shop and I fell a little sheepish that I was just going to use the loo to wag the mud off and I'm in somebody's shop. I have a quick wash and return to my bike. My rucksack is a bit off balance on the rack so I decide to repack it and start turning out items into the shop floor. I try shoving various items into pockets and sections, take out and refold no less than three jumpers, a blanket and two woolly hats, rearrange a small camping stove, and a bunch of other stuff I can't remember, and three raw eggs.

At this last item evinces a quizzical grunt from the shop keeper and I explain that they're a gif snack when camping and that it you pack then wrapped in your clothes or blankets or whatever, it's not difficult to keep then safe. I note that of course you have to remember they're there when you get your jumper out of your bag or you'll to them onto the floor. As I'm explaining this I'm trying to zip up my overstuffed bag and manage to pop two of the eggs like zits, looking like a fool

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...

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With ?? They have built a wooden model of the starship enterprise it is totally complete except the engine things on the back. We are discussing where to install the model airplane engines to allow it to fly. The person shows me a schematic drawing of the model. It indicates where the engine thingys are to be attached in a tab/slot fashion. In the end it is decided not to put engines on it as there is no good way to fit both the propeller engines and the starship engine thingys on the model.

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I am at some sort of factory in a heavily industrial area. I am just passing through the area. Nearby is a large drain pipe with gray water flowing from it, the water is about knee deep. Three people climb down a ladder from above into the drain. They step into the water and walk out of the drain. One has on a large diaper and is accompanied by a beagle. They are looking for something. The water flow slows to a trickle and I look up the drainpipe. It appears to be a metal conveyor belt. It occurs to me that I can walk up it into the factory and reach my destination easier. I ask someone and get permission. I walk up into the drain and then climb up s ladder into the factory. Inside behind me when I reach the top of the ladder is s large mechanical disc shaped area with a metal scaffolding structure around it. The disc obviously rotates when operating. There are little metal tentacles hanging around & the tips are covered with a bright green fluorescent liquid. I avoid them carefully. In front of me I step around some scaffolding atop the ladder into a round platform. There are some people working on this platform . Seated near the center is a shirtless man/alien/ogre. His head is oblong and he has two large eyes that are too far apart.

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#1: intense thick black smoke rising off in the distance, something is on fire.

#2 I am younger and looking through some girls notebook, she has information about bands and musicians written in it, also my name is written on several pages.

Alien fight
I’m watching the TV upstairs in the living room. There is not tv in real. Mum and grandma come and sit on the sofa. I don’t like the movie so I go away. Grandma wants the remote control so I give it to her and leave to hall. My mother calling on me: „You are bored, don’t you wish that this would by a dream?“ I’m pretty sure that this is no a dream, but I do RC anyway. It surprisingly works. I can’t breath through my nose closed. My mum still calling on me something but I ignore her and go jump through the wall. I decide to fly over the city. I can fly pretty fast and I just enjoying the feeling. I see my dog on the road underneath. I land there and pick him up. You are going to fly with me! He’s not much excited but I jump in the air. We fly and then I put him on the road and want to make him super speedy. He’s running pretty fast. I give my self super speed and try to follow him. Changing my running techniques with big leaps to short and fast. I try to stop the time for my dog and catch him, but time control doesn’t work. I see a river on the right. I remember I want to make some points for the competition. There are lots of stones and branches. I focus to pick up all of them. But I can handle like 30 of stuff max. Then I telekinesis big stone and throw it into river. I think that the stone will be useful so I pick him back and place it on the road. (don’t know why I did this, maybe I lose little bit of lucidity). There is dark tunnel on the right. It looks scary. I try to summon a monster over the corner. I’m curious what will appear. Large black alien appears from the movie Alien vs Predator. I feel fear but I tell to myself that this is only a dream and nothing can really hurts me. I run to Alien and give my self super strenght and invulnerability to be sure. I punch him in the face with my fist. His head is mellow rubber like. Suddenly there is lots more of them. I’m fighting and punching them into face. It’s really intesive. When I kill like 20 of them I feel exhausted. They still emerging. The next ones have new equipment such a helmed and something else which stops my power on them. There is like commentary from my footbal friends. I was so busy with fight that I lose almost all of my lucidity. Fighting is like sexing, it’s lucidity vacuum cleaner. When I see that I cant defeat them, I jump in the air and levitate so they can't reach me. They go into some building which I supposed to defent or what and I lose. I wake up and feeling depressed from the dream and happy that I manage to have lucid dream in the first or second REM stage in the night.

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Adventurous tavern
I can’t fall asleep over and hour of trying. I change bedroom. In the next room is warmer so it could be good. I try to fall asleep in a forest. There is a hole in the ground where I’m lying. I observe the forest. On the small hill, I see something strange. It has antlers. Suddenly it quickly run towards me. I’m scary and panicing. It is so fast that I can’t do nothing. It just jumps over my body and run away. It look like mountain brown skinny mountain goat. When danger is not eminent, I do RC with my nose. Uff, it’s a dream. I do some stabilization with trees and ground. I look around and the place look like some adventurous forest from The Elder Scrolls IV Oblivion, but real not game like. I’m happy that my mind can generate something beautiful like this, because my dreams are usually at places that exist in real and look the same, not fantasy like, so I’m thrilled. I see road to some forest city on the left. It looks like wooden mix of elvish, human and viking architecture. On the right is road to adventurous forest and ahead of me is a building. I remember that I want to drink wine and have challenge with god of wine. I go there and expect that it’s a tavern. I open the door. Second door. I open the second door. There is dark and quite in there. I swich the light on. (it’s electric it doesn’t fit in the fantasy tavern, but I’m happy that I can see something.) There is no god of wine, but in the corner there is a tall bowl made of clay. I expect wine. I pick it up and there is some red fluid. It looks spoiled. I tell myself that it’s only a dream so it doesn’t matter. I drink it. I taste bad and sourly. No effect on my mind. I’m exited that I completed atleast on task and I wake up.


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1. Zombie apocalypse underway. Military is leaving as they feel their job is done but many zombies remain. High atop some buildings someone who was asleep does not believe there are zombies angers a crowd of them and I shout "run!!!" I am on a patrol with two others. We walk past some prostitutes, they accost us and put their hands in our pockets, trying to steal our wallets. I point a rifle at one and we move on. A big burly body guard comes after us and racially insults one of my companions. We are going into a subway tunnel, there are soldiers by the entrance. I load my rifle, an m-14. Clearly cycling the action and removing the magazine. I ask army guy for 7.62x49 ammo, he says he gave his last few rounds away. I tell him I would like a .223 when military leaves, he describes it's virtues for zombie elimination .


2.At the farm with some girl, just hanging out. Talking about staff at work. There is lots of photo equipment lying around. We just talk and eat some food. Think about swimming, but realize "the water will be cold." My uncle arrives with some other sales type guy. They are outside talking. I go to the kitchen sink and peek out the window. I see them talking. One has a purple car parked near where they talk. I go back and we clean up the equipment and mess from eating. Other family members start arriving to do some work on the pool/house.

3. am at work (in a different building) mrs. x tells me supervisor was looking for me, I ask why she is telling me this, another staff member tells me "because he never knows where to find anyone!" I realize that earlier mrs x had asked me to get a candy bar, which I give her, then I walk away. I remember the wrapper, and return to give it to her, saying " this is yours too." Then there is a radio contest and wife wins a fanny pack from morning comedy DJ.

fragment: Flying in a helicopter over woods at the farm. They have flooded with a dark brackish water. I see many alligators lurking in the water. I point out 2 large alligators in a spot near the old woodpile/firepit.

Dream one: Supermarket catacombs
Somebody is ill in a large traditional church building.
I call an ambulance, the person in the other end of the phone appears to be almost expecting the call and even knows the persons address, but I explain that the person is not at home but at the church. I go and try to spot the ambulance in case they don't know where to stop and see a variety of shops built into the edge of the church building, like a shopping arcade. I investigate behind the shops and find a large underground storage facility full of what looks like supermarket stock on dusty shelves with some yellow jacketed men shuffling around with clipboards and fork lift trucks. I snoop about a bit before realising I probably ought not to be here and heading back upstairs by means of a rickety old open lift somewhat reminiscent of warehouses in 101 films.

Dream two: Naughty motorbiking
I'm on a dirt bike flying through streets and tunnels doing wheelies through large puddles and trying to skim over deeper water.
I get to the end of a tunnel and it opens out into a covered space on the bank of a river, it looks like this area is perhaps tidal or otherwise occasionally flooded with banks of sandy silt and puddles it feels a bit like the space under a pier or a large concrete pontoon. I carry on toward the bank of the river planning to use a RIB as a ramp to get over the river. At this point I think through the manoeuvre several times with variations as my dreaming mind is interrupted by the first flakes is lucidity. This repetition as my subconscious tries to decide how realistic the scenario needs to be to pass muster is a classic dreamsign and the lucidity grows until I opt to land in the middle of the river and sink down, enjoying the impossibility of breathing and riding a motorbike underwater. Unfortunately the darkness and minimal lucidity mean I lose the dream and wake up.

I reenter the dream but non lucidly (boo!) I'm back on the motorbike coming up to a backstreet industrial area with a variety of garage sized units each occupied by separate concerns, mostly #full of boxes, some appear to be running repair shops of various kinds.

I pull into one unit that apparently is where the bike belongs, but I get an uneasy feeling that these guys are up to nefarious activities and decide to go back out again. I see two motorbikes this time and realise a friend is with me and we head off to play in the streets and puddles again.

Dream three: Lots of sex
That's about it really, an awkward succession of stilted and vague sexual encounters in which neither party was all that interested and both seemed to be putting up with it for the benefit of the other. Eventually we stop because it's getting a bit sore. Heaven knows what Freud would make of that dream...

Dream four: Tree in a car
Leaving a large modern church building en masse to go and have lunch together. This is not the same church as in the earlier dream. I decide to take a chair with me for stone train, it's exactly like one of my table chairs. I head directly through the nearest door rather than negotiate several internal doorways, explaining the logic to Andrew on the way past. I ponder how in going to get the chair on my bike as I've left my car behind today. I overhear Maddie taking to somebody about how he wouldn't let a tree grow in his car and I investigate the subject of the conversation, pulling a small tree out of the suspension of some numpty's car. Freud would probably claim the tree was sine kind of sexual symbolism in this dream, too, I expect...

I arrive at a large tan colored warehouse building. There is a high chain-link fence around its perimeter. Inside the fence is a paved area all around the building. I am on a bike or motorcycle? I notice several small green peacocks strutting around. I admire them and think they are quite beautiful. One takes notice of me and starts coming in my direction, after just a moment I can tell its pissed off. I notice another heading my way, and then more. I get my vehicle moving faster and they start to fly, swooping in toward me, I'm scared, their beaks look very sharp. I am surprised by Their speed. I make it to the warehouse enter able and there are some other people standing around. The dream shifts and I am riding passenger in my new car, an old friend is driving I warn him to slow down and he looses control, Narrowly missing a series of deadly obstacles, fire hydrants, trees, and parked cars. We are off road and the car is sliding and spinning full rotations. It comes to a stop on railroad tracks. I look out the back window and see a train coming. I warn my friend and he pulls of the tracks just in time. The train is red and silver, a passenger train.

Fragment 1: a girl I knew from high school is at my house conducting a survey or completing some report. I consider asking her out?, but notice huge diamond rings on every finger. I assume she is married.

Fragment 2: another new car dream. I spin a complete 360 and come to a graceful stop at the top of my driveway

Dream 1:
Faffing about trying to move out of a building. My brother keeps running off to pack more things and I'm getting impatient.

Eventually we get going in a van that contains another van. My brother derives down the road at breakneck speed, barely missing cars at the junction at the bottom of the road. I tell him off for that.

Dream 2:
I've run out of clean undies (all packed in the van?) So I start looking for somewhere to hand clean some dirty undies. As I keep going, there are more and more bits and bobs in the sink, with people adding things as I try to clean everything and the sunk growing to accommodate the heaps of junk.