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7/11/2011
I'm shopping with my brother D to get a watergun. I get a flashlight instead. I also find a magazine with an article about a transgender person who wears an outfit that looks like Guy's swinsuit costume (from Tales of the Abyss). D and I carry stuff from the shopping cart to the checkout. I realize I forgot the magazine and go back for it, but the next person starts checking out before I get back, and I have to wait. I realize the magazine I'm holding is some cheap thing that doesn't even have any pages. I drop it on the floor and leave.

I'm shopping at a different store. I see a cute green scarf and try it on. It's got something weird at one end. Staff lady tells me it's a hood. I tell her I'm looking for something more masculine.

At the front of the store, a staff guy asks us to play poker. It's $3 ante. I get dealt three aces, but D bets a lot of money (I see 10's and 20's). I am pretty sure I could win, but I do NOT want to gamble that much. I fold, very annoyed. The other guy matches. They both have a pair of fives. D wins because of his other cards. I am VERY annoyed.

There was something about a kid and a bridge and a mafia type guy, but I don't remember.

I felt quite sleepy after waking, and when I noticed I was drifting back to sleep, I let it happen, deciding to try a WILD.

I'm lying in bed, unable to move. I see vivid images of the room around me. At one point I am rotating (or the world is). I 'hit' the furniture and go right through. The room around me changes several times. One time, it was my grandparent's house. I saw J playing with his dog on the couch. They played tug of war with a potato. One room had a huge fireplace.

I'm finally able to move. I'm floating. I drift down the hall. I try going through a bit of wall, but it doesn't quite work. I try spinning a few times.

I'm playing a game like Commander Keen. I go to an area and press a lever. Then I do the first area over again and there are lots of monsters. I barely get through. I am using a playstation controller and can't figure out the button to fire the gun. When I do figure it out, it's awkwardly far from the jump button.

I'm floating over several buildings and a mountain vista. One building looks almost castle-like, but not enough to be cool. I see Jade and Tear (from Tales of the Abyss) in the parking lot. Past the mountain, the view is fuzzy and indistinct. I float up to the stars. It's not that vivid.

Eventually I decide to wake up, because it feels like I am in SP again, only this time there is pressure on my upper arms and abdomen. It's uncomfortable.

The Commander Keen scene might be out of order. There was a music playing during parts or most of the dream, mostly Japanese pop.

7/9/2011
I'm in a basement with washing machines. I'm talking to my dad about college. I waited until late, almost the last day, to register for, uh, registration. They were almost fully booked. I had to sign up for whatever's available. They had an opening. I took it.

I'm waiting outside a building in the dark, near the concrete steps. I'm talking with someone. I touched a dead baby duck (it looked like a stuffed one with a broken pullstring). I feel dirty. I need to wash my hands. I go inside without my stuff.

I look for the bathroom, but I get stopped by two security guards. They tell me there's an opening right now. I say ok, just let me go get my stuff (and wash my hands). They say no. I need to hurry before the guy who was supposed to have this appointment time gets here. So I go.

The building is a bit maze-ish. There's a stair going down in the middle of a room. There's a lady down there, typing at a desk.

I go to another room for registering. It's an interview. I sit across the desk from a guy who looks like that guy who says 'inconceivable' in The Princess Bride, except he has hair. Or maybe he looks like the mayor from Buffy the Vampire slayer (the one with the todo list saying: eat lunch, become invincible, PTA meeting). He asks me a lot of questions and writes stuff down on a form. Then he asks me what I plan to do for my essay. What essay?? I didn't know there's an essay. And I still need to wash my hands. He explains. There's an essay now, about a computer science topic. I tell him I plan to do it on open source software or linux. He doesn't hear me. I repeat myself. He still doesn't hear. He closes one, but not both, of the doors to the room, limiting the background noise. He hears me this time, and asks me why. I tell him these subjects excite me.

I write something on the form? I don't remember but later it's got my handwriting on it.

I suddenly realize the interview is being filmed. I am nervous. The guy is like 'of course it is.' I realize I am not fully dressed. I try to cover up, then decide to try to act nonchalant.

There are others in the room. The guy whose appointment I got because he was late is one of them, I think. There is a small bed with no mattress off to one side.

The guy is testing me on something now, only now he is a slender dark-skinned chick. Some porcelain animal cracker shaped things are dropped on the floor. They have the devil in them. You can't touch them, she says, or the devil will go into you. She attempts to clear them up, but it's risky work. The devil will go into objects you touch them with as well, apparently. Afterwards, I am supposed to have noticed something, but I didn't. I feel embarrassed. I missed the social (cultural) cues. She walks around tapping her face making disapproving noises. But the interview is done. I am supposed to take the form... where? The basement? Oh, I get it, to the lady at the desk at the bottom of the stairs.

I take the form to them. As I am leaving up the stairs, the desk lady (there is another lady there too) gets up. She is commenting on my writing, that my v's are pointy. There is some sort of (hand) writing test that takes a lot of time/pages? The way they are talking makes me uncomfortable, as if they were criticizing.

At the top of the stairs, the room I am in has two doors, at opposite ends of one wall. I walk to the left door. Both doors are open. Down the hall, I see a guy, but more urgently, I see a dog, painted red and yellow. It's a hellhound! I shut the door quickly, before the dog gets there. It's running. I am just in time. It growls and presses against the door, up on its hind legs. I growl back. Then it goes around and comes in the other door. "Fuck!" I grab a chair, to defend myself with. I'm panicking. The two ladies are nearby, but they won't be able to get to me in time to help. I wake up.

WILD attempt. No or little SP. Possible brief lucidity. Very fragmented.
In an elevator. Poisoned. The bottom of the elevator goes up independent of the top, hits the ceiling, and goes through.

On a bus. There are two kids. I only saw the one with the ugly face. Someone tells me I am the one who taught him to dream (lucidly?).

I'm in a sitting/kneeling position, falling asleep, worrying I'll hit something and wake. I feel momentary intense arousal. Something about getting a tattoo.

Last nights dream

I am at a house and i'm with a female friend ((not a real life friend, just a dream character friend)) We are stopping and sleeping at this house for some reason. This house resembles mine in parts but only a little. Someone told us to stay there but i don't know why. We are both in bed, a double bed, she is on the left side and I am on the right side. I feel myself being moved across the bed away from her, not alot but I am being moved by some unseen "presense", I decide to try and ignore it and move back again. ((dream skip)) I am downstairs and i can still feel this "presence" with me, it's a bad feeling and I don't like it one bit. I open the door which leads to the kitchen, there is a dog inside. As I open the door there is a black bag on the floor next to it, wedging it and stopping me from opening it fully, I can only open it enough so that there is a small gap. I peek inside and the dog is cowering up the corner of the far wall. I shout the dog and it eagerly comes over to me, it's a lovely friendly dog and it's a black collie cross and I think its my dog from when I was a child. I really begin to fear for this poor helpless dog. I tell the dog to go onto it's bed but it wouldn't, instead it went and cowered in the corner again as if it was scared of something. I shut the door and go back upstairs. I felt the "presence" stringer now but i decided to get back into bed and ignore it again. I said something about the "presence" to my friend who was still in bed and she was also scared. I am now lying in bed and again feel this "presence", it's pulling the cover off us again, I pull it back and then the duvet is quickly pulled from us again, O amholding onto it and won't loose it, this "presence" drags it right off the bed and i am being dragged with it. I am in the air still holding onto the cover and i'm being pulled quickly against the wall and i'm heading towards the corner. I feel the corner getting closer and i know that if i get dragged into the corner I will be gone forever ((dream skip)) I am now standing in the bedroom and i scream to my friend "WE GOTTA GET OUTTA HERE NOW!!!" We both run out of the room and down the stairs, we feel the evil charging after us and i think about the freightened dog and I go to get her. I quickly shove the door open as far as I can and i call her, she is really pleased to see me and hurries over, I pick her up and hold her tight, I head towards the front door and then I wake up

I'm lucid for the the third time in a row, but I'm actually thinking about the task. I really didn't look too much into the task, but I knew it had to do something with trick or treat, because it always is.

I head outside, and I can see my shadow. It looks like I'm wearing a robe with a pointy hat. So either I'm a wizard, or a kkk member. LOL, I don't care because I gotta get this done before I wake up. My bag is kinda cool though. It's an over sized half bat head. It goes from the length of the ears all the way to just before the eyes, and it's made out of some stretchy material.

Anyway, I head next door, which is only a few feet, and there's no house. The dog who's constantly chained outside is there, and he barks over and over as I approach. There's nothing left but a grave.

I head down the street again and it's the same thing. No house, grave but the freaking dog is there too. I turn around...the dog is still at the last house...wtf. I fly down to the next house because I know I don't have much time. SAME FREAKING THING. Huge grave site with monument sticking out, dog tied up to something sticking out of the ground, but there's a sign. I read it, and woke up.

(I think this happened because I had the holloween town song stuck in my head playing throughout the dream)

10/02/2011
"Return of the Living Dead"

Another zombie apocalypse dream. (They seem to be a recurring theme, recently.) I don't really remember much of this one, though. I had some family members with me, and a dog. (I've also been having a few pet dogs in my dreams lately. I've had the idea of getting a dog on my mind, a lot, so it seems to be seeping into my dreams.) There was a lot of random running and fighting, in this dream. The zombies were much faster in this dream, than they were in my recent, previous ones.

At one point, I remember being holed up in someone's house. The homeowner - a man, I believe - was sitting on the couch, which was about half the distance between the front door and myself. Suddenly, the door burst open, and a zombie came charging into the room, holding a chainsaw. He lunged toward the homeowner, and I turned to dash into the kitchen, immediately reaching for the knife set. I didn't actually see whether or not the homeowner got killed, because I was busy searching for a chef's/butcher's knife. There was none to be found, though - just a bunch of small knives and shears, that looked like they would make horrible weapons against the undead.

There was a transition, here, and I was in the back seat of a car. There was a man sitting next to me, and one of my family members on the other side of him. We'd eventually come to find out that the man had been bitten, and he was beginning to turn, while in the car with us. I kept screaming to my cousin N, who was driving, to pull over, because the man was transforming quickly. She just kept taking her sweet time, though, as if this wasn't a dire situation. While she leisurely pulled her way over to the side, I began grabbing the guy and pulling him over top of me, in order to throw him out of the vehicle while it was still rolling.

Dream Fragment Two (FA)
I 'woke up' in my bed, and was aware of the dog from my previous dream, lying on my floor. I wasn't exactly looking at it, but instead had my head down upon my bed, so where the dog would have been lying was actually below my field of view. I just kind of knew the dog was there. This struck me as weird, though, as I slowly began to realize that I didn't have a dog.

(What happened next was really strange, because I can't exactly tell if I was getting hypnopompic imagery, of if was actually waking up, and catching some residual dream imagery. As I began to sit up, I was actually awake, but the line between what I was seeing being either a dream or waking life completely blurred.)

Realizing this, I slowly began to lift my head. There was something there, but it couldn't have been a dog, because I didn't have one. I saw the top of a hairy figure begin to come into view, my eyes adjusting to my wakeful state. For a moment, I thought it might actually be a dog, but then I knew that didn't make sense. Moving my head a little bit higher, I saw what looked like my daughter's head, and then a little more of her body, beneath it. This also struck me as weird, because I knew that my door was locked. It was almost unmistakably her, though, even though I could only see the most vague impression of her. She seemed to be lying on my floor, reading something out of a book. I could almost make out all of the details of her figure, but then, just like that...her image was completely gone - replaced by a few articles of clothing that were actually on my floor.

(I was now undeniably awake, with my head already lifted from my pillow, and all of the lingering images had completely faded away. I did quite a few reality checks, but I was definitely awake, and had been for the majority of this strange position. Even looking back on it, when I first awoke, I couldn't really determine when I actually stopped dreaming.)

Okay, here's my second lucid dream. I think it's the most amazing lucid dream I've ever had, but you know, I'm also pretty new. Enjoy.
By the way: It's 9/10-11. 9, 10, 11. That's funny!

Lucid
Non-lucid
Thoughts

Walking on the water:

Okay, this dream is really amazing. I controlled a lot of things, and I did one of my goals, which actually was the task of september. Okay..

Me and my dad were walking with my dog. It was night, and dark. I looked up at the stars, they were very brights. We passed a lamppost, and my dad said "I'm going to hold a party right here!". I thoughts it was weird, because I couldn't see a house. I did the nose-pinch RC (again ) and became lucid. I remembered the other dream, and wouldn't use more time at flying. Not for tonight. I was pretty calm, and I told my dad it was a dream. He wouldn't believe me. I looked at a house. "Okay, I wanna try to walk on the water.. But where is water?" I asked myself. "Oh, I can create a beach!"! I looked at a house. "The next time I'm turning around, there is a beach!" I said, and turned around. Yes, there was a beach. But the sun wasn't shining in there, and there was a lot of wind. Now my dad believed me, and we walked over to the beach. When we all were over, I looked back, but the road was gone. The wind blowed in my hair, and it was a little bit cold. I walked down to the water.. The water almost danced, and the wind was really annoying. Suddently it stopped moving, but the wind wasn't gone. But the water was calm. "Okay" I tried to walk on the water. The water was a little bit cold. My food walked thought the water, and I tried again. And again. And again. I became frustrated. I couldn't fly, and now I can't walk on the water! Then, my dad said "Think about, that Jesus did it.". I thought about it, and tried one more time. Amazing! I walked on the water! it was like a wet stone or something. It didn't liked it, it wasn't comfortable, but it was really amazing. then I woke up. Happy.

Non-Lucid
(Sidenotes)
Lucid Dream

(Another short but sweet entry about a lucid dream. I think I may have become lucid due to a false awakening but I am not sure. The past month or two, I have noticed that I become nearly automatically lucid when I experiencing a false awakening.)

Things were a tiny bit blurry at first. I was a bit hesitant but told myself I was dreaming so I did a reality check (poke finger through palm of hand) and it did not work I don't think but I KNEW I was dreaming. Things were a bit blurry so I rubbed my hands together and told myself I was dreaming and I could see my vision slowly become clear and a bit vivid. It was one of the first times I honestly noticed the difference. I got out of bed and walked into the living room where there was a random dog curled up on the floor. I looked at him/her and thought that if I snapped my fingers, they would be gone because I didn't want them there and wanted to see what would happen. I snapped my fingers and the dogs back end disappeared but it's head and maybe tail (which was attached to its head) was still there. I carried on, told myself I was dreaming and rubbed my hands which helped AGAIN. I finally got to the porch where my Mom was sitting in the car. She tried telling me to wake up. I didn't want to and was about to leave whens he just kind of demanded "WAKE UP!" and a few moments later, I lost my lucid.

Just a regular dream.

I was back home in the house I grew up in. Somebody found a brown dog and we were trying to figure out, how to return him to his owner. While everybody in the house went nuts, talking at the same time, suggesting how to find his owner, I yelled out "shut up everybody", there is a phone number on his collar, let's just call and have the owner come and pick him up. Then later, my mom was telling me to dress warm, because it's getting cold and I yelled at her to leave me alone, I know how to dress myself.
The scenery was interesting, because it was a mash-up of real house and street as it exists in Slovakia, but across the street, where there is a small park, in my dream there was a rolling hillside with houses, in classic Southern California style. I live in SoCal now.

I can only remember parts of the dreams. So i am in this electronical store looking at the beats solo (ı have them in real life but they sound really weard, i think they have a problem).Somehow the electronical store is connected to a boardwalk,where my family is on a boat waiting for me to set out to sea.The earphones sound really good in my dream so i switch the ones in the store with my broken ones. As i am about to leave the store and get on the boat i find a little dog wandering around my legs. My family shouts out " throw the dog in the sea and lets get the fuck out of here". I am left with a choice. I look at the dog closely and see it has one blue eye and a normal eye. Its way to cute for me to throw it in the sea so i take it along with me. When i board the boat i find myself in a wierd place. Its like a ancient place in egypt but its a maze.And ı am stuck in it looking for a way out. All of a sudden my family turns into a bunch of people that i cant seem to remember ( i think they were famous people in real life) so i finally find my way out and ı wake up. My brother was leaving for school so i heard the door shut. As i fell back to sleep i found myself in a holiday like harbour. Two policemen walk upto me and we start talking. One of them is african american and we are really close friends. Anyways i cant remember what happened in between but i find myself waiting in front of a ordinary shop with cheetos in my hands and im sitting with my police friends. All of a sudden a figure emerges from the darkness and puts a snow mask on and walks into the shop like a robber.For some reason ı could hear what the robber was saying from very far away. He was saying " These are the two ".He walks into the shop and the policeman follow him in. And thats it. I wasnt able to make this one lucid because i didnt know it was a dream. Although it was very abstract...

27.09.2011

Odd Yoshi game (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I lived in an apartment with nine roommates. It appeared we all were going to college. I brought some packages of Spanish food. I was eating a sandwich.

There was an odd game about Yoshi. The game was about singing. I had to press a sequence of buttons and Yoshi's voice would become into a tenor's voice and sign opera. I failed each time I tried to push this sequence of buttons. The system failed a lot of times.

Sudddenly, I found myself walking my dog inside the apartment, by the systems.

I took a walk with my friends. We went outdoors, to the beach. I found some farmer's market stands as well as some rollercoasters.

I dreamed I was in a farm, and on that farm i had a pig and a dog. The pig was huge, the dog was brown and white, it had no pedigree .
The pig seemed at times that he wanted to bite me and the dog, but never did.
The pig started chasing me and I started running, until we arrived at a clearing, with walls,and a loquat tree in the middle and some junk scattered.
My white car was standing there.
I went into the car, tried to close the door, and suddenly the pig, with the balance of the race, hit the door in the middle , and put a huge dent in it.
I took away the pig and managed to close the door ... the pig quit attacking me.
The pig and the dog started walking in circles around my car, peacefully.
I threw them pieces of bread.
They put their front paws resting on the hood of my car and pick up the pieces of bread with their muzzles.
Sometimes the pig tries to catch the dog´s piece of bread and the opposite happens too, but I “say to them” who should eat the bread that I’m throwing.
I talk to the dog and to the pig telepathically.

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Comments: Part of the dateless dreams series

Mayatara's Dream

Dogs and cat
With my mom on a car on the highway. We see a disoriented dog on the other side of the road and we're afraid he may be hit by a car. As soon as we can, we turn around to go get him, but when we arrive there it is too late, this dog and another dog we hadn't seen, were squashed on the road.
A bit further ahead we see a wandering cat on the side of the road and we save him from the traffic, but the poor cat doesn't seem very happy with his new situation and as soon as we stop the car on a later point in our travel, he runs away.

Lord Voldemort in 1940's
We keep going through the road and at a certain point we get stuck on a traffic jam at the entrance of some town. I look around and all the cars are from the 40's. I wonder if it's some old car convention, but then I see that people are also dressed as in the 40's and everything around, buses, houses, etc, all are from the past.
I make a silly question to my mom: if she remembers people dressing like that when she was a kid and she clarifies that she ain't that old and I think "Ups, you're right, you were born in the 50's. Sorry!" The mystery of why we were suddenly in the 1940's remained.
The traffic wasn't moving at all, so we got out of the car. People couldn't really explain what was going on, but there were rumors of something terrible happening in the nearby town and of dead bodies all over. Then, an horrendous vision: a dead black baby came floating down the gutter by the side of the road and the ladies screamed and turned away their eyes, horrified.
I decide to go find out what is going on. I leave my mom behind.
At the entrance of the town there is a property with a palace and I feel a really dark energy there, so I go inside to look for the villain. It is Lord Voldemort! Strangely enough, he knew who I was and he was waiting specifically for me. I feel confused for a while, but he had clearly gone through the trouble of dragging me to the past and to a very specific place, causing a lot of chaos, just to get me.
He magically shuts all the exits of this palace and although inside it I have all that I need and he offers me all sorts of gifts, I am not allowed to get out of there. He is working me and playing mind games with me, but I don't understand what he wants from me. If he wanted to kill me, he had many chances of doing so. I try to kill him several times, but I fail and still he doesn't kill me, just threatens me with horrid consequences if I keep pushing him.
Every once in a while he kills someone in front of me or informs me of something horrific he did and I feel my anger growing. That's when I start realizing this might be a "Darth Vader - Luke" kind of thing. He probably wants to recruit me to the Dark Side. I resist the negative feelings and just keep looking for a way to get out or to find a weakness in him that I can exploit.
(Unfortunately, this time, I can't recall the conclusion of the dream...)

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

0:00

Dogs and cat
With my mom on a car on the highway. We see a disoriented dog on the other side of the road and we're afraid he may be hit by a car. As soon as we can, we turn around to go get him, but when we arrive there it is too late, this dog and another dog we hadn't seen, were squashed on the road.
A bit further ahead we see a wandering cat on the side of the road and we save him from the traffic, but the poor cat doesn't seem very happy with his new situation and as soon as we stop the car on a later point in our travel, he runs away.

1940's
We keep going through the road and at a certain point we get stuck on a traffic jam at the entrance of some town. I look around and all the cars are from the 40's. I wonder if it's some old car convention, but then I see that people are also dressed as in the 40's and everything around, buses, houses, etc, all are from the past.
I make a silly question to my mom: if she remembers people dressing like that when she was a kid and she clarifies that she ain't that old and I think "Ups, you're right, you were born in the 50's. Sorry!" The mystery of why we were suddenly in the 1940's remained.
The traffic wasn't moving at all, so we got out of the car. People couldn't really explain what was going on, but there were rumors of something terrible happening in the nearby town and of dead bodies all over. Then, an horrendous vision: a dead black baby came floating down the gutter by the side of the road and the ladies screamed and turned away their eyes, horrified.
I decide to go find out what is going on. I leave my mom behind.

Lord Voldemort
At the entrance of the town there is a property with a palace and I feel a really dark energy there, so I go inside to look for the villain. It is Lord Voldemort! Strangely enough, he knew who I was and he was waiting specifically for me. I feel confused for a while, but he had clearly gone through the trouble of dragging me to the past and to a very specific place, causing a lot of chaos, just to get me.
He magically shuts all the exits of this palace and although inside it I have all that I need and he offers me all sorts of gifts, I am not allowed to get out of there. He is working me and playing mind games with me, but I don't understand what he wants from me. If he wanted to kill me, he had many chances of doing so. I try to kill him several times, but I fail and still he doesn't kill me, just threatens me with horrid consequences if I keep pushing him.
Every once in a while he kills someone in front of me or informs me of something horrific he did and I feel my anger growing. That's when I start realizing this might be a "Darth Vader - Luke" kind of thing. He probably wants to recruit me to the Dark Side. I resist the negative feelings and just keep looking for a way to get out or to find a weakness in him that I can exploit.
(Unfortunately, this time, I can't recall the conclusion of the dream...)

6:00

Lucidity: 8/10
Vividness: 9/10
Length: ~10 Min.

I was lying in my bed when my whole body went numb and I started to fall, I held on and I barley opened my eyes and I saw my window. Something that looked like a tree branch turned into a dinosaur, then I tried to turn it into a bird, it did. It was kinda cool, but very scary. I lied there until I couldn't feel any numbness anymore and looked around. I went down stairs to talk to my dad and he got up after I poked him a couple of times. He checked his sides and next to him were a bunch of pictures and one was with a kid that had a knife in his hand pointing at his neck, then he went back to sleep. I turned around and my dad's friend Steven was caught on something, I didn't help him and I jumped out of the window. I got caught on a part of the window, so I just untangled myself. My dream body looked like Ichigo from Bleach. I ran through the darkness of the night when I found a place where they caught somebody. I turned into someone else and listened in on their conversation. It wasn't that interesting so I left and went to a store. I started to feel hungry, so I didn't think about it. I threatened somebody, I saw a camera with a bunch of lazers and stuff in front of it. Then I saw this girl, while I was walking up to her. She started to bark like a dog, as an experiment I barked really loud at her to see what her reaction would be, as I expected. She barked really really loudly back. I thought that this dream was out of control and I thought it would never end, so I tried to wake myself up and I did.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in a dark room that was kind of like a living room mixed with a small, cafeteria-style restaurant. The room was lit on the outer edges by dim, but vividly-colored, lights, like weak LEDs. But the lights barely lit anything at all, so the room was mostly dark. There a few other people in the room, mostly my family members.

My mom was sitting on one of the sides of the room. She asked me to get her a drink. She may have asked me to "go out" and get her a drink. I may have been planning to go outside, to some store, to get my mom a drink.

But I went to a small drinks case that sat on a counter. The drinks case (unlit) had a few Red Bull-shaped cans of pink lemonade in it. I may have thought that I would take one of these cans of pink lemonade to give me energy on my errand to pick up whatever drink it was my mom wanted me to get her from the outside.

There were two different flavors of pink lemonade (i.e. another flavor added in with the pink lemonade flavor). I saw one flavor that I knew my mom liked. I figured that was the drink she wanted. The other flavor I thought I would take for myself. But I didn't really like the flavor. I wanted to see if my favorite flavor was available, but I couldn't remember what it was.

I was then coming back from or finally going out on my errand. But some of my family members, particularly my brother, thought I was an old man and that I wouldn't be able to make the trip. For some reason, I took a pair of black socks with me to prove I was strong enough to make the trip. But the socks had holes in their heels.

I was now feeling old and very tired. I kind of collapsed on the ground in the middle of the room, laying on my side. I figured I just needed a bit of a rest, and then I could get up and run my errand.

Dream #2

I was walking through a neighborhood that was like the neighborhood where my cousins lived when we were kids. But something about the feeling of the place was much larger and lonelier. It was like all the houses were twice their size, and the neighborhood was hidden away in a series of winding streets. The sky may have been grey, and the day a little damp and chilly, like it was going to rain.

I knew that if I walked up one of the side blocks I could go see my cousins' old house. But I didn't want to risk going up that block and running into my aunt. So I decided not to go up that way.

The road I was walking on ended up turning into a park. It was slightly secluded, but it was a nice, wide, long lawn with some rolling hills and some trees. I was walking on an asphalt path on the lawn. After a while, a dog came running up from behind me.

I recognized the dog. It was a dog I liked quite a bit. I thought it was my aunt's dog. I saw a figure sitting in a bench far back in the park. I thought that was my aunt. She (?) May have been wearing an orange shirt. I didn't want to acknowledge the dog because I didn't want my aunt coming over and talking to me.

But the dog seemed really happy to see me. We ran over to the right side of the park. We began playing and rough-housing a little bit.

Dream #3

A pretty, blonde girl, maybe about eleven to thirteen years old, with her hair pulled back in a ponytail, said, "Everybody says p***y is so great. They act like it tastes and smells like the greatest thing in the world. Well, I'm a lesbian. So I know. And I don't think p***y is that great at all. It doesn't taste that great. And it doesn't smell good."