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Preface:
Super busy work week. Everybody and their mother wanted some kind of deliverable this week, so I did my best to oblige.
Sneezing a lot and I have been fighting a cold for the past three days. Cold meds all day but I can feel it coming.


DR 1
I was driving a truck for work trip....
I'm in the car with a cute guy, someone I don't know or recognize. (His personality reminds me vaguely of someone I work with now- the cockiness, only.) We were not dating but we worked together at a different company, and he was flirting a lot.We had a third passenger, an older guy, who was just laughing at us. We were driving down a long highway, there were cornfields on one side. There was green grass, and it was a sunny day. The cute guy told me to stop at a gas station up ahead, and he made some kind of joke about buying a few things the company could pay for. I parked the car at one of the pumps and he got out. The old guy made a joke about us and I just laughed. I opened the car to get out, and as I was stepping out, I woke up.

I thought about corn on the cob. Then I was running through a path in the woods.

That's it. I think I had other dreams that I don't remember. I drank a lot of wine last night and that doesn't help with dream recall.

It was night. I was walking down a street with yellow street lights. I was with a few people. I think they were interviewing people. They were asking for directions. We crossed a rail road.

Daylight. We were walking along a familiar street, near a place where I used to live in Sampaloc.

We walked towards the perpendicular street and turned right to a restaurant. I heard it was so popular that people who want to eat there need to reserve in advance. I think I ate there before. We went inside. There was corn or something.

I was in the bathroom and needed to use the loo. The place was very clean, with nice flowing water.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

I am in Iowa. It doesn't look like Iowa at all, more like a rural village in the north of Portugal, with small stone houses and rough stone paved streets, but still I know it is in Iowa. Around the village there's miles and miles of corn fields and it's what people do for a living here. I am staying with a very noce family and the lady is telling me about how they find it so beautiful, but I am a destroyer of illusions and I say large industrial monoculture of GMO corn is not a beautiful sight, no matter how golden it looks. But they don't feel ofended. It's like they never even thought about it in a different angle and they want to know more about my point if view.
Eventually a storm at distance starts making a noise and we go look through the window and we see incredible pink clouds and a shower of lightnings. We go outside to see it better, because that is actually beautiful, but the storm surprises us and lightnings start to hit the village without a warning. Everybody panics and runs around. I want to go back in the house, but the lightnings almost seem intelligent and hit people who run down the road. But we manage to go inside. We watch the lightnings up close through the window, but they look more like flames than electrical discharges.
The storm eventually dissipates and then I'm invited to a night out in the capital. There's a disctrict that looks like Bairro Alto in Lisbon and there's a rave party out in the streets and people are dressed in costumes or just extravagant outfits. I feel melancholic and numb. I sit down on a stone slab - other people are dancing on top of other stones which seem to be part of some modern sculpture - and a friend sits by my side, puts her arm around my shoulders and asks what's going on. I start crying and I say I'm hopelessly in love, always have been and that I keep hoping to see his face in the crowd. She doesn't know what to say. I get up and decide to dance into a trance until I feel even number.

I was sitting around a long rectangular table with heaps of people. One of the ends was just to the left of me and a blonde girl was sitting there. She was speaking some simple Mandarin but I couldn't understand very much of it. The way she was saying it to us it was like she was showing off. And when she said something everyone kinda looked at her while she said it, were like "wtf we can't understand this" and then continued back to their normal conversations.
I remember that she said something that I DID understand, and replied back to her and she didn't understand me lol.
Then she said some sentence and I recognised one of the words out of it (a word that was said several times in the sentence).
I had to ask someone what that word, "zhou", meant. I can't remember what the definition was, but I was like "oh yeah! as in Ao Zhou (which means Australia); why didn't I guess!?"
I can't remember much else from here.

Creepy dream:
I was in some small, poor village in some European country. People were getting hungry and the only food we had were corn crops. The other type of crop we had, wheat, had run out because the farmers hadn't replanted it that year. The corn crops weren't going to be enough to survive.
Standing in the kitchen with a friend (I don't know who), we realised that people were invading our village.
My friend and I ducked down behind the kitchen bench. There were quite a few knives on the bench so I grabbed some for us for defence. I had to pick and choose between them to try and get the sharpest ones.
I noticed some guy enter the house behind the kitchen bench. After waiting for 10s or so, I decide to take attack first and lunge upwards towards his neck with my knife. It slashes his throat and puts him in enough pain for us to run away.
{Memory loss here}
Next thing I remember, I was running away with the friend and someone was coming after us. I decided to go at them. We were battling with kitchen knives lol.
Next thing I remember I had somehow killed the guy, and I remember feeling so horrible about it. But I was telling myself that I had no other choice, that it was either my life or theirs. I remember feeling how I could die at any moment now because of the people raiding the village.
Too bad I didn't do a RC xP

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

Notes:
I dug up this entry from a slightly older dream journal.

It's daytime, probably as light as it could be, and I'm standing on a muddy road with my mother, because our car had broken down and we'd been walking for a few hours. This, I knew even though it didn't actually happen in the dream. On either side of the road were fields with wheat, barley, and anything else that would grow in the middle of nowhere. There were no trees, no houses, and no farming equipment.

My mom sat down in the mud; I could hear it sloshing in her jeans and shoes. I decided to look ahead and walk some more, and as I walked, I discovered wrappers of corn nuts. The packages were metallic, shiny, and in colors of evergreen, pink, and red. Most of them were empty, but as I bent down, I realized a few of them still had some left. The packages crumpled as I looked inside them for leftover.

I ate them ravenously. They were very crunchy, almost like hard candy, but I ended up swallowing them like pills, not feeling them go down my throat. I also saw a sky-blue twizzlers package, but I left it there.