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Date of Dream: FRI 26 MAY



Dream No. 120 - The World Is Unfair

My grandma (this time from my dad's side) invited us to go to a family party. Once we were there, I found out that there were seating arrangements, so I started walking around the tables to see where I was. I saw dad and NB's places on one table, but when I walked around the whole table, I noticed that there was no place for me. I soon realised that I was on another table with strangers and this didn't make me happy. I also notice that Karla M took my place where I thought I was supposed to be. Another thing I realised is that my mum wasn't invited to this party and I'm thinking to myself “how rude of grandma”.

The dream scene then changes to some bushland area, like the old towns of the gold rush with the ranch like buildings. Most of this scene is rusty for me but I can remember some small details. I was a part of a primary school, in grade 4 but I was still 18 years old. The teacher comes by and asks me what I am doing. I tell her I am lost and I am trying to find my way back to the party. I eventually come across all these bathroom cubicles and feel the need to use one. Most of the ones I walk by are male and so I go past them. There were a few female ones but they were locked. >> Sensitivity Warning: If you want to skip this part, read after the red line: There was only one that was free but the area was very cramped. Additionally, the toilet was in such a strange angle that I couldn't sit on it. I released so much piddle that the toilet was actually overflowing and pouring over my backside. I was cringing and soon as I was done, I raced out of there. |

I was than at my house and I noticed that RK, my brother's university friend was over. I could hear the conversation through the door of my brother's bedroom and he was telling RK how apparently the Turnbull Government was destroying the world of MYOB. When they came out of the bedroom, I once again told NB how I was upset about the seating arrangements. All he tell me to do was get over it, he did add something else to that but I forgot what. That's all I can remember about this dream.

Date of Dream: THU 11 MAY - 2017



Dream No. 111 - Conscious Confusion

I was in my backyard, holding a book of bound maths notes that I made in 2016 in real life. But then why I did I have a printed copy in my hands? WB had received them in real life via USB... Apparently I made this book (in the dream) for her sister LB and I printed it, intending for her to have a hard-copy. It was a close resemblance of the book in real life, the dream did give difference to a few small design features. In the dream, there was a strip of colour along the top and bottom of the pages, like a ribbon. I was going to use glitter glue for the page numbers but then I thought that I would be wasting the glitter glue if I used it all the way through.

The dream then skipped to me being with a large amount of Killester girls that were preparing to get on the buses to go to the SCSA Athletics. Weirdly, the dress code was winter uniform. Someone came and looked at uniform and said I needed to do my blazer up. So I did up the two buttons but then this person came back and said it wasn't done up... I had to to a third one up. The girls were about to leave but I had to go to the bathroom. When in the bathroom, it looked all empty, especially for such a big space. The room was filled with a red-tiled floor and only a few small toilet cubicles, only varying a little bit in their size and shape.

When I came out of the bathroom, I found myself in this wide, long corridor that was leading up to a lift... The lift door was open and WB was in it. I do remember the space of the lift being quite large, the walls were very white the the floor was a reddish-orange, velvet like material, almost like it was the inside of a house. I slowly approached the lift to try and get WB's attention but it was hard to do so as apparently someone else was in there, speaking to her. I got closer and at the same time, consciously asked myself, “Why aren't I getting scared?”. I kept trying to say hello to WB but kept getting no response. Eventually though, I was close enough and she heard me... She smiled and said hello back, and then I said to myself that I could head off.

I ended up back at the area where the buses were supposed to be coming but this time, a group of girls were getting briefed by Mrs. G about Canberra camp. I ended up being in Mrs G's group who was going from the 10th to the 13th but discovered that I wasn't placed in a cabin yet. I asked my friend KH if I could be in her cabin but she said it was full. Then I discovered that Ms. L was taking a second group of girls to Canberra from the 12th to the 14th and noticed that WB was in that group... I thought to myself maybe I could get a cabin with her. That's all I remember.



There will be a "Behind The Scenes" entry coming for this dream soon.

The Nightmare
I find myself in another MMORPG. Reminds me of Night Elf starting area from WoW. It's night and some plants glow in the distance. We are next to a small stone path near some river. I'm just observing as my brother is logged in with my account and switches between characters. I see names above their heads. Immolation and Rohan were two of them. Rohan was some sort of lizard person.

There's an npc next to us. My brother talks with the NPC, asking about "the Nightmare". Apparently it's like a red magical fog that spreads around this world. Everyone's experience in the fog is unique, but they all see demons. My vision wanders away from my brother. I find the Nightmare and step in, manifesting a physical form for myself as I do. It's not actually fog: air just seems to be deeply red/orange inside it. It's hard to see far away, a wall of red blocks the view. I see the outline of a massive demon emerging from the wall of red. Two horns, fur, hooves and a tail. The demon talks to me. Can't recall what he said, something intimidating I'm sure.

I decide it's too early to face demons. I teleport to an area I can level in. I'm back in the Night Elf area. I follow the path and grab quests from NPCs along the way. I'm apparently level 4. I can get level 5 quests but level 6 ones are still invisible to me. I do the quest closest to me. It involves a lost letter. I find it a few steps off the path. I pick it up and put it in a mailbox. Some NPC sees this and advises me to leave a message in the letter so I get a reward. I take the letter and sit down on a bench. It starts to rain as I write the note. A baseball cap materializes on my head so I have some cover while writing. After that I wander in the nearby forest and overhear NPCs talking about dressing up in silly costumes.

Ghost Girl in the Kitchen
I'm at a friends house having dinner. The scene is not stable, at some point it looks like my parents' place, but then transforms into an apartment on the third floor and back to my parents' place. I put macaroni casserole and mandarin oranges on my plate. There was a third food item, but I can't recall what it was. Some of the people in the room I know. There was a black girl who talked to her friends in Swedish. I took a wild guess that she would understand English, when I chatted with her, and I was right.

People were talking about the first three God of War games being free downloads, since they were so old. I focused on listening and my mind wandered into another scene. The new scene is a game. The room is full of pillars with needles sticking out of them. Some of the pillars have safe spots to stand on, but they are small. I jump from pillar to pillar without shoes. Landing on the needles hurts, but I can will the pain to be minimal. I reach the end of the pillars and land on a couch. It's a familiar blue couch. There's a cat sleeping on it. I'm at my parents' house. I walk into the kitchen.

My parents and a couple of unfamiliar DCs are sitting around the table and trying to solve some young girl's problem. The girl claims there's an evil spirit linked to her. I notice some chocolate on the table and grab some. I walk around the table and see a dark haired girl with red eyes and a massive head lying on the ground. "You talking about her?" I ask. A lady, who I assume is the medium, sitting next to the cursed girl replies "You can see her?" "Yeah" I answer and approach the spirit. I pat her on the head. The spirit gets up. When she moves fast, part of her separates, like she's liquid. She quickly reformed though. I wanted her to look less scary. She transformed into a normal looking girl with long dirty blond hair and a big smile. She's not scary at all! We invented a secret handshake on the spot.

I’m outside on a cold winter’s day with a couple of friends. We’re on a street corner with heavy traffic. I see a cute woman with bad teeth who is dressed like a hooker. I decide to trip her and then catch her as a form of flirtation. Whatever I said after that worked, because she agreed to go out to eat with me and my friends. We leave the restaurant and my date says goodbye. We enter into a car and drive toward home. My friend drives us to my other friend’s house, where I get out of the car and travel inside. There, I am telling my friend Syd about women being just as sexually charged as men, but that men are simply more explicit about it. We travel to her bedroom, and she tells me that she once snorted cocaine.

The next sequence is rather odd. I am outside in my old backyard, and it is soon nighttime. I choose a spot on the grass to lie down. There are a couple of speakers lying there on the grass, and I listen to music as a fall asleep. I wake up, and gather up all my clothes and travel somewhere else. I find myself playing a keyboard outside in the street by a house at night. There is a hat of some kind on my head, and eventually I put a traffic cone or megaphone or something on my head. I probably look ridiculous. Old friends pass me by. I think my dad comes out to walk the dog. I’m then inside a bathroom playing a keyboard on the sink. This bathroom is connected to my friend’s bedroom, and I’m unaware of this at first, but she soon comes in, and I know I need to leave.

I’m in my friend’s car again, this time with my sister. She opts to have him drop us off at 7/11 to study. We soon find ourselves at my old high school. She gets in a car with other friends and leaves. I’m walking around in a careless manner, as I run into my mother as well as an old friend. I warmly greet her and tell her that I love her hair. That’s all I can really remember.

12/08/2016
"New World Disorder"

Tony, BR, MR and I decided to infiltrate a Neo-Nazi rally.

We were being led down into what seemed like an underground garage, surrounded by Neo-Nazis. Most were stereotypical - white, with shaved heads - but there were a few minorities speckled throughout the crowd as well. En route to the meeting area, we passed through several rooms that looked as if they were ripped out of the "generic haunted house" handbook; various torture chambers - both physical and psychological - with a number of digital monitors showing compilations of gruesome acts of violence that were, undoubtedly, being performed on the people being held captive within this place.

We were herded into a main room and shuffled our way toward the back of the gathering of maybe a little over 100 people, trying as best we could to blend in as sympathetic to their cause, in order to observe their actions and rhetoric. One man spoke from the podium and, though I can't really remember much of what he said, it was all too constantly met with cheers and chanting from the mob.

Before long, the rallying cries began to take on a tone of suspicion and accusation, waves of negativity progressing through the crowd and making their way back toward us. The group was becoming more and more alarmed that there were traitors or 'outsiders' among them. It didn't take long before we were confronted and discovered to be...disloyal. A long chase inevitably ensued, and we were soon sprinting through the halls of this expansive facility, which was gradually morphing from a dank, dilapidated, present-day industrial setting and into a sanitized, futuristic and seemingly state-funded Base of Operations with grayed-out metal and stone interiors that looked pretty-distinctly Sci-Fi. Armed sentries pursued us while we dodged and darted within the halls, at one point coming to an annex and staring down the barrel of a massive cannon that they had instantly erected in our path before we changed directions and ran down an other hallway before the group of henchmen manning the unnecessarily-large weapon could get a single shot off.

Having split from my group while running, I was being tailed by a small squad of Nazis (now in even more militaristic attire), when I turned a corner of an apartment-style hallway, ducking into the first open door that I saw and closing the door behind me. Inside, I ran into a young woman who was quite startled by my having barged into her room. Frantically, I whispered a plea for her help and gave her a brief rundown of what had happened. Apparently, she was one of many people being held by these fascists against her will, so she was willing to aid me by shoving her into her closet. The patrol kept on searching, so I had to remain in this cramped space for most of the day. The girl ended up taking a nap on the bed across the room, and there eventually came a knock at the door. The guards were doubling back and checking the rooms, individually.

The girl didn't hear the first few knocks, or the demands for the door to be opened. Fearing they were going to burst in and search the place, I picked up a shoe from the closet floor and chucked it across the tiny apartment, hitting her with it and waking her up just in time for her to respond to the guards. She tried to get them to leave her be, but they insisted upon coming in, just before I was able to fully shut the closet door - which the girl noticed. She tried to keep their attention from the closet but, from the darkness, I could see that they were starting to glance over toward my hiding place in suspicion. When they did, the girl raised a huge stink about how they were immoral thugs, disrespecting her privacy. She was even able to call in another female friend to back her up. The friend came in, immediately chastising the guards for being so cruel as the pair whipped up some crocodile tears and began to console each other for this apparently sexist infraction. The newcomer seemed to know all about the rouse, and was playing along perfectly.

It worked. The guards, not wanting to get too caught up in this seemingly-overwhelming display of female emotion, ended up leaving the room without fully searching the place. The two strangers had saved me, and when I was sure the patrol was gone, I set back out to find my friends.

I remember one last fragment about being on the outside architecture of the base, maybe a few hundred feet above ground and cornered by the patrol, yet again. I don't recall how the whole thing ended, though.

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(Possible inspirations: a topic recently came up, where some friends and I were reminiscing on a time when we created fake accounts for Stormfront.com, which is a "White Nationalist/Supremacist" website, and did a hilarious trolling raid on them, some 10 years or so ago. Obviously, with everything that has been going on in American politics, as of late, the subject matter has been on my mind.)

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My brother is staying in a house, with white walls, low ceiling and a large collection of vinyl records stacked to one side. My brother and sisters are telling me I may inherit my parents house. And i am filled with relief at the possibility of having a home. there is a music concert going on.

At a conference, I am organising there are loads of groups gathered. At one table their are people with an old style mini-computer which I try to connect with a usb connected to a big silicon chip. A red gauge keeps showing to say out of juice. At another area kids are riding on pretend animals, I help put the animal covers back on. Next there is a table with kids from my school one is eating dorrttose and cream (spooky as today I was offered something like this Oo),

Gonna TRY to get my ass back in gear!

12/06/2016
Fragment
"Locked In"
I remember being in my old neighborhood, with friends, and getting into some supernatural situation. We were looking around for what might have been ghosts or some other things that go bump in the night, when my old friend JC decided to play a joke on us and start screaming for help, after we'd split up. While running, frantically, to find him, I began to suspect that I was dreaming. We found him in his own driveway, seemingly locked inside of a car. Still convinced that I was dreaming, and before doing any reality checks, I reached in to the window, phasing my hand through the glass as if it were water and opening the door from the inside.

JC got out of the car, laughing, saying that he was fine and was just joking about being in trouble.

That's all I recall.

With siblings and friends we were stuck in some dark cavern system deep underground. It was some kind of abandoned mine. We all were desperately trying to find our way back home. In one of the caverns, I found some kittens and took them on my arms. I decided to help them get out of there too. We reached an elevator going to surface and turned it on, but then I realized that my younger sister was left behind, I grabbed rock wall of elevator shaft and dragged the platform down, so she could go with us. When we reached the surface, we were stopped by an enormous barricade, so high that it reached clouds. There was someone stuck on a platform of this barricade, who tried to help us get to the other side. I thought about using lines and some poles to pole-vault up there, but then I looked around and saw that the gate is just open. I ran out through it and thought that this might be a dream. I did a nose plug rc, and woke up.

I have been super bad with staying motivated with doing anything related to lucid dreaming.. It's not that I don't want to, it's that I'm so deplete by the end of the day both mentally and physically. Work drains the brain and the sports I do just wear my body out . I wrote a few dreams up a while ago and just reached my 64th lucid dream. I feel like I should have had more lucid dreams and better progress by now, but I know this is a hobby that requires patience.

Shark dream
I dreamed about being in an enclosure, like an aquarium or zoo. The place I was in had an aquatic part and I remembered getting into the water. There was a huge shark in there but I wasn't fussed, it didn't bother me and when it swam up to me to try eat me, I just leaped up and stepped on its head then jumped over it. I felt like I was dodging around it playfully. My friends were in another pool nearby so I headed over to them.

First dream, false awakening

I was in school, sitting in a classroom. It was already evening, but we were all still sitting in school. There was a new teacher - a redhead woman in early forties, wearing jacket and trousers in pale purple colour. She was really bossy and rough, almost everyone was scared of her. She said "This class would need a good head teacher to become as effective as it could be..." Then I interrupted her saying "We already have a head teacher, and she's the best one we can have!"

I woke up in a bed in parent's room, it was dark all around but I could see parents sleeping in their bed. I woke up saying the aforementioned line. My mother was saying it at the same time with me. I got out of bed and went to toilet. I couldn't see anything through the window as the glass pane was completely frozen.

Then I was back in school, in different classroom. People were preparing for lierature classes, some asked me if they got the right book. One of the girls asked me if I heard of a "Kim Kardashian - American Virgin" movie. I denied, saying that it's the first time I actually hear about it. Then I said that I know someone who can get that movie for her, for a small favor. Then that new teacher was back, this time a soldier with an uzi accompanied her. I got into argue with her again, she came closer and really lightly hit me in the head. Everyone laughed and she asked why, to which I replied "They're under impression of your powerful punch." She got angry and slightly scratched my forehead, I commented with "Thanks, it was kinda itching." Everyone laughed from her again, she got mad and ordered her soldier to shoot me. I grabbed her and used her as a shield. Soldier shot out a magazine at her and she fallen dead. Then we all got out of classroom, everyone congratulating me for dealing with her.

Second dream

It was early winter, with two teachers and a bunch of friends I was at a pier. I talked wih teacher about storms that can greatly increase water level in this usually dry pier. I looked at the sea - there was no water at all, just some ice scattered around. The sky was overcast but bright. Then the wind started blowing strongly and sky went grim. I looked towards the land, and saw a flock of seagulls escaping. Then I saw a huge wave of water incoming. It hit the pier, we barely held on. Water was raising rapidly, the wind and water flow was so strong that first it pushed a big van at the pier. We were lucky enough that it missed. Then it pushed a bus with high velocity and it hit the pier, breaking it completely. We jumped down to a small boat and started paddling with our hands. I paddled with my leg for some reason. I heard teacher shouting "Swim to N-40!" We paddled on, swimming into some swamps. I was a bit afraid of paddling as there were some venomous snakes swimming in water, but we got to land safely. Then we started wondering "What means N-40?" - one of friends asked. Another replied "I think it's "Now swim on for 40 seconds"." I asked "Isn't it North-40 degrees?"

Beating a ghost

I was in my backyard, it was a cold evening. There was a ghost in one of buildings. I gathered group of friends and siblings and we charged inside, I was holding a cudgel. We all hit wildly, trying to harm the ghost. Only I sensed it good enough to hit it, and despite it being just a presence, it was scary. I hit harder and harder, everything went black as I became more scared. But finally I managed to beat both my fear and the ghost, then I emitted a shockwave that cleansed the building after the ghost disappeared.

The fox

I was in my backyard, another cold evening. Going to the back exit of my possession that goes to fields I saw something sitting behind some planks. It was a fox, sitting on the ground and staring at me. I called my brother's wife and she quickly ran closer to see it. I thought that it would scare the fox away, but instead it ran closer to me. I was a little afraid as the fox had weirdly darker fur, but in the end I pet him.

Back on a steadier pace, and I think it helps that things haven't been so busy. Today's dream brought about, yet again, another recurring person.
I was in a huge hotel of sorts, that had all sorts of lavish rooms, hallways, and lobbies to explore. Present in the dream with me were my family, the girl who I've been referring to as K in a lot of my previous entries, her boyfriend, and her family. We were all there on vacation, and more than ready to relax and have a good time. Said good time is hazy, but two key moments I remembered happened in chronlogical order. First, that night, we all set up on this very cozy balcony and watched a movie that was projected onto the wall in front of us. Despite being a projection, the movie looked to be in full HD. Can't quite remember what the movie was, but it was in black and white, oddly enough.
K, sitting next to me, glanced over at me and laughed. I did the same. Everyone else with us was a little more quiet than usual, but I think they just seemed like they were absorbed into the movie. Just behind the projection, you could see the sky outside through a large opening in the hotel building, the setting sun burning up everything it could touch.
Later on the next day, we all decided to go swimming. K and I were the first ones to arrive at the pool, which as it so happened was inlaid right next to a beach. It struck me then that the whole place looked similar to a place my family and I go on vacation every year for Thanksgiving. Shaking the thought, K and I had fun swimming. However, at one point when I went under to see how long I could hold my breath, I discovered upon emerging from the water that K was no where in sight! She was just next to me a second ago, but she seemingly vanished out of thin air. I was frantic. What could have happened to her? I sprinted out of the pool, and noticed her boyfriend running down the stairs by the pool. He looked equally as frantic. I explained to him what happened, and the search began. Man, why does the plot always ramp up when the recall drops off? One thing I can say for sure: Once I get much better at having lucids, I'd love to visit this place again.
There was another smaller dream recalled when I went back to sleep. Seems my current no-alarm, wake-up-twice schedule is producing similar amounts of dreams.
I was in a virtual space. Best way I can describe it is it looked like a dream scene straight out of TRON. By my side was a cute little fluffy dog. Apparently he and I were tasked with taking down this deadly, gigantic machine that was in the middle of the area. The machine was shooting off blasts of electricity all over the place. Along the ground, however, were glowing arrows that flashed red and green corresponding to when we had to move or stop. Using these, we quickly dashed our way to the machine.
So there's the daily couple. What's interesting to me is the prevalence of K in my dreams lately. I said in my last entry that she may be a dream sign, but now I'm starting to believe it fully. As to why she's been so prevalent...well, that's a whole different thing. Her and I don't speak much IRL except for a few comments here and there on social media. Thing is, K is from a time in my life, in my past, where things were really nice. She's from one of the happier periods in my life, a period full of day-long stretches spent with friends doing fun things like we did in this dream. Lately, I've been longing for these things, and to get back to something akin to that. Therefore, I think her appearing so much in my dreams is a reflection of that. Maybe it's something else. Maybe a mix. Who can say? Ramble done.

Lately I've been changing up my sleeping routine and just not setting my alarm. It seems to be helping with recall...so far.
I was in a little house that rested on top of the clouds. The house wasn't any that I recognized, but the sight outside was beautiful. Strangely, our house was the only one like this; no others were in sight, just an endless sea of clouds.
In the house with me were my dad and my aunt. We were all gearing up to ride on some airships to this festival that would be taking place down on the surface, beneath the clouds. While we were preparing, multiple people I knew IRL also came to visit, popping up through the clouds on their own airships. The airships themselves looked like motorcycles without wheels. One guy who I didn't recognize popped up and laughed loudly, cupping his hands around his mouth and shouting towards us, "ARE YOU GUYS READY YET??"
Eventually my grandpa appeared on his own airship, parking it on the house's balcony and coming in to chat with the lot of us. Unfortunately, if we did go to that festival, I certainly don't remember it.
The next dream recalled was much smaller, and I think I had it after going back to sleep when I woke up to write the previous one.
Me and my friend AJ were in this strange place that looked like a combination between my high school and a shopping mall. /for some reason, quite a few of my dreams feature warped or weird versions of shopping centers or my high school. I don't recall much from this dream, just that AJ was trying to lead me to some place, but I ignored him, as I had a bad feeling about it. Instead, I went upstairs to check the lockers, for some reason expecting to find something in them that was apparently very important.

More radio silence for an entirely different reason this time around. These past handful of days, I've been recalling little fragments. Although they were little, however, they held important significance. Each one dealt with a pretty symbolic subject matter corresponding to stuff that's been going on in my life lately. A shame more detail for them wasn't recalled.
Which leads me to how things have been IRL these past few days. Lately, I've been undergoing a change in attitude. It was a busy week for me and my family, as we had my aunt and cousin over and we never see them since we moved, so we did a lot of stuff. One thing of note we did was go to the beach.
The beach holds a lot of meaning to me, when it comes to lucid dreaming anyways. First and foremost, it's a relaxing place. Everything about it; the sounds, the breeze, the vastness of it all. It helps that we went at dusk. It also holds meaning due to my use of it in my lucid dreaming story Dream Gazers, as a meet-up place for the protagonists' shared lucid dreams. I find myself thinking about lucid dreaming a lot whenever I go to the beach anymore, and sometimes it can bring on strong, vivid dreams. In this case, it didn't, but that's okay.
Since that night at the beach, I've sort of been re-analyzing my path in life and what I'm doing, where I'm going, what I want to do now. My life got turned upside down last year, and I've been scrambling to piece it together since then, barely able to grasp hold of something concrete. It's just difficult, sometimes, figuring yourself out, y'know? I've had to re-adjust all my expectations, all my feelings, all my views after losing someone special, and now, I think I'm starting to gain a foothold.
Multiple plans of action have been laid out before me, and in thinking hard about these things, I've felt a lot more happy and clear headed these past few days than I have in a while. I've been doing my standard LDing practices in the course of that time, but I haven't been 100% going at it, as I've busied my mind so much with the future. In any case, that's done nothing to throw me off the track, and I'm thankful for it. To cap all of these thoughts up, I remembered (and wrote down) a non-lucid this morning, with moderate detail. ^^
I was visiting my friend's house (call him A) and hanging out with the girl (K) from my prior dream (I'm starting to think she may be a dream sign) where she asked me to that dance. IRL this girl is A's niece, and I'm good friends with both of them. Strangely, A appeared to be absent. K said he was upstairs, but while we hung out down in the kitchen eating breakfast, he was no where to be seen, and we certainly couldn't hear him upstairs. What was strange about the setting of this dream was that it was shot like a movie. I could see myself in third person, and multiple dramatic effects and music scores would play when certain things happened. At one point later in the dream, I rushed back into the house, my mom and aunt following closely behind me. We were running from something outside, but I don't recall what it was, or if we even knew what it was.
Also later on in the dream, K appeared on the news. Nothing bad had happened, thankfully, but I don't remember why she was on the news or what they were talking about, yet she was sitting right across from me still. She looked at the TV with an amused expression, and we resumed our daily activities.
So that's been me these past few days. Life's just being life.

Haven't posted any entries in 4 days, but rest assured, I'm ALIVE. Rather than not posting due to no recall, however, I didn't post the entries for the 1st and 2nd of September simply because they were extremely mundane dreams.
Literally all they consisted of was me hanging out with my family and going about day to day business. Nothing really to write in depth about.
The dream I had for the morning of the 3rd (or, yesterday, as of this time of writing) was an interesting one involving the concept of inception.
My cousin was going to get married to this jerk of a guy, and I wasn't okay with it, so I decided to pull a Leonardo DiCaprio and delve into her dreams to perform inception. A dream about dreams, as it were. Deep.
And then, this morning's. All of these dreams don't have a whole lot of detail recalled, but rather, specific plot points. One thing that has been improving though is my ability to recollect these things even after falling back asleep, as usually that's enough to simply wipe my memory of it if I didn't write it down.
I was hanging out with this girl I used to know really well IRL (we haven't hung out in literal ages), and we were sitting on this outdoor park bench. Yet, half of the area was covered in what appeared to be a house. So it was like half outdoors, half house. I can't even find a good way to describe that, it was a sort of reality warp-ish type of dream scene, the kind your dream self can understand just fine, but in real life you're like 'wtf'
Anyways, strange dream scene aside, we were sitting on this bench, a nice breeze blowing through, and just sort of happily people-watching. All of a sudden, she turns to me and nervously asks if I'd like to accompany her to her school's Snowball dance. Shocked, but pleasantly surprised, I happily accept. Almost immediately, in comes a lot of people I know and associate with this girl. They just begin walking by, mumbling their thoughts about that turn of events. Sorry if this one sounded bizarrely described, but that's cuz it really was sort of bizarre. It had a nice peaceful atmosphere, but a lot of weird stuff that you'd usually only notice upon waking (or maybe not, in the event of a successful DILD, which has yet to come. But that's okay!)
Anyways, sorry for the radio silence, and happy dreaming.