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Metapsychology
I am in some sort of doctor's office. There are multiple patients. Some seem to be suffering from some form of psychosis or schizophrenia, others I am not sure about. There is a doctor there, male and of older age, and he needs my assistance to perform a sort of metapsychological technique to help or cure them of their disease, though he does not explicitly label it as such.

He puts me and the patients into a sort of dream state. In this state, we sort of float about in the room in a sort of OBE. He communicates with me by just talking into the room. The patients are invisible to me and him, so he just gives them instructions. He systematically cures their fears by putting them in such a fearful situation and then making them simply float out and show them that their fears can't hurt them. At one point, I somehow follow a patient exactly in their movements, and we fall into something like a golden vase. This time, the patient can't really do it, so the doctor panics a little but I somehow grab the patient and we float out, and I tell the doctor, who is relieved. Later it is shown that the doctor used something like game discs to activate the fear scenarios, which are on illuminated pedestals. Next up is a deep ocean scenario, which I try to delay because I have thallassophobia.

Disappointing lucid
After shortly waking up, I find myself in a dream. I am at home and wonder what happened in the last few hours. I remember the previous dream and wonder if that could've really happened, so I do a nose plug RC. I was surprised to see that I could breathe through my plugged nose, but, because I forgot to stabilize the dream, as I was thinking of what to do now, the dream collapsed and I woke up.

The setting of the dream appeared to be of April 5th, the waking day which would occur after the dream ended.

Recall Begins:

I am in a space which existed both as my basement and the entry hallway into a local anime convention. It is the early morning, and I am with several familiar faces as I prepare for the convention, which I felt was to be later that day. MoSH is among the group. I also believe my younger brother was there. I cannot recall the others.
/jump/ It is 2.00 pm, and I am suddenly quite panicked. I had previously planned to meet with an old friend of mine at 12.00 pm that day, and I had somehow forgotten all about it. I am now more definitively at the convention hall, despite details of my basement remaining. I was quite convinced that I had travelled a distance, for the span of about an hour from my home. The concrete, grey halls leading to the convention entry way are quite distinct from the much warmer whitewashed wood panelling at home. As I walk toward the admission (person? gate? robotic automatic recognition system? wildcard*), I suddenly realise that I have left both mine and MoSH's VIP admission badges at my home. It will be a 2 hour round trip to go get them. I cannot recall whether or not MoSH took the round trip to my home and back with me or if he waited the entire time, but I consequently missed another important appointment I had at 3.00 pm.
/jump/ I was once again very upset about having missed an important time frame. I could not however figure out how I had failed to plan the convention into my schedule, given that all 3 things were absolutely important. Nonetheless, it is now 4.00 pm, and I have finally arrived at the admission (wildcard*) with mine and MoSH's entry badges.

Recall Ends.

...And in the end, I never did get to attend the convention either. What a waste of a day. Fortunately, the real one afterword went much better.

I begin by visiting a friend that I am not extremely close to in my waking life, but in the dream it feels as if she is my closest companion. The feelings aren't sexually attractive though, she has more of a sister-figure feeling. I enter and we begin watching TV together, she has just moved in to her new apartment, so there is no furniture yet, just a TV sitting on the carpet, so as we lean against the wall, I extend my arm so that she can be more comfortable.

She plays sports often, so when her legs begin to ache, I pushed down on her knees to help her stretch them out as I do have some knowledge of sports related injuries, I plan to be a doctor one day. Again, all of this up to this point feels sincerely friendly but nothing more on my side. She then does something peculiar, at first I almost think it's an accident but I soon realize she is purposefully pulling up her shirt. I reach and pull it back down, preventing her from exposing herself with a feeling of uneasiness and guilt as I feel I have led her on.

She begins to almost cry saying that she knew she wasn't pretty enough, but I quickly stop her and tell her that that is a lie. I tell her that she is indeed very beautiful, and that it is not her lack of anything that is preventing me from wanting her. I inform her that I am very happy in my relationship with my girlfriend (waking life girlfriend), that we have been together for almost 4 years and are practically engaged at this point.

In the dream I thought this would bring her some relief, that it wasn't that I found her repulsive but that I was just not available to any female because of my outstanding long-term relationship. Instead, she began to bawl and weep uncontrollably. This pained my heart, seeing a girl cry like that was killing me. I repeatedly asked her what was the matter, and why my use of the word engaged made her become so upset. She got up and ran out of the house and I chased her, begging to know what was making her so sad. When I went outside to try and find her, she was gone, and I woke up.