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At Cambridge (never been actually there). I am looking for the buildings and spaces I had seen in some movie. I go up a terrace to look for a sportsfield that supposedly existed outside the walls of the campus, but it is not there anymore. Instead, there is a poor workers' neighborhood. I see a dog running like crazy and an owner trying to catch it and I go running down because I think my dog Hachi is somewhere on his path and I am afraid he might attack this dog. I get there on time and the other dog owner catches his dog as I reach for Hachi and avoid confrontation.

With my mom, we are having a brunch, delighted with some buttered croissants and watching tv. There is a live show where a young Björk and my friend Joakim are being interviewed. And I yell "how does that guy know Björk and why he has never spoken of it??" They are talking about some funny episodes from the past, how they met and somehow they had some role to play in each other's life. I rush to the studio where they are live and I catch them backstage when it's finished. I catch them having a personal conversation when they think they are alone. They admit the stories they told weren't true, but they did it to counteract some bad publicity and a negative image that Björk had gained with some story that had been on the news. And they didn't really know each other from before, they just had meet recently and arranged this. I feel so disappointed I don't even go talk to them, just go back to my mom and eat some more croissants.

Dream - Lucid

I had some college courses I had signed up for, 4 or 5, but had only gone to a few classes. I was trying to recall the last time I attended class. I wanted to drop them, but it may have been too late in the semester and I was going to have to fail them. I had someone that I was with look on a computer at my grades for me because I was too embarrassed to. I don't think there were any failing grades, strangely. but I kept thinking about missing tests and how that had to affect it. I then thought about the teachers calling roll every day and my name still being on the roll because I hadn't dropped the class yet.

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Dallas was ordering food. He got a sandwich and a bunch of everything bagels, some in a bag and I think he was carrying one. I was thinking about how that couldn't be healthy for him to eat so many bagels. I wasn't hungry, but I had food too. I went to go into this room that was supposed to have a long table and some chairs in it to eat on, but looking through the window, I saw a bunch of small desks and chairs in two vertical lines. No one was sitting in them. I opened the door and saw there was a teacher in there, a young man. I suppose he was getting ready to test his class or something. We still wanted to sit in there and eat, and he seemed ok with that. He then asked me to hang him a croissant. He pronounced it very French-like. I was looking around for them but didn't see them immediately. I then saw a plastic container with some slightly overdone croissants in it. I handed him one. I then sat down.

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

I was in my school, walking through the back door with one of my friends. I've described the building a lot in previous dreams, but to make a long description short, it's basically a huge long atrium with light walls, and a glass triangular roof which lets in a lot of sunshine during the day. The floor is eggshell blue tile, and there are some light-colored tan brick pillars. At the back of the school there was a double door with huge glass panels so you could see through it. Once you got inside these, there was a mat and then another set of doors side by side.

We walked through each of these without pressing a special button - there is security on the campus and you have to push a button for them to open the door for you, but this wasn't the case in the dream.

As for my friend, she's the kind of goofy person who's always seen with food, whether it be mooched off of someone else or bought herself. I happened to be carrying a monetary bill of some sort, which I felt in my hand but never actually saw. It felt thicker than most bills. She stopped and said, "Puffin, can you get me a croissant?"

"Sure."

We started to walk down the atrium, past the classrooms with the closed eggshell blue doors, and then I suddenly had a croissant in my hand, surrounded by a folded napkin. It was a seamless change.

"Here." I gave it to her.

She replied, "nah, I already have one." There was nothing in her hand, though, nor anything to suggest she had bought one.