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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 had two dreams last night. The first was this fragment, and the second was a frightening semi-lucid with terrible control that I didn't record. The contents of this dream probably happened because I saw a grey Lamborghini, red Ferarri, and black Corvette parked along the sidewalk yesterday.

It was getting dark outside, sometime in the evening but the sky was still a lighter shade of blue. I was in some sort of tight Italian alley, with tan and grey cobblestones for a pathway, and old-fashioned buildings on both sides; they were the kind you'd always see in tourist photos and advertisements. There was a shorter grey metal rod sticking out the side of each building, about ten feet up (the buildings themselves must have been two stories each, at around 15 feet tall; they were also attached to one another in two big strips along the sides of the alley). From each rod hung a straw basket filled with small red flowers.

I was standing up against one building near the end of the alley, waiting for my sister to come pick me up from somewhere. I looked down the alley, but I don't remember seeing anything substantial at the end. I'm pretty sure it was just a blur of lights and something like a road. I then saw my sister come around the corner and pull up to where I was standing. She looked a bit older than she really is, about seventeen or eighteen, and was in a white Lamborghini Gallardo. It was very similar to what the real car looks like. The paint job, however, was a smooth matte white - it was the same as a regular white paint covering, but the car wasn't shiny and reflective.

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

Notes:
So maybe I wasn't that lucid... After all, I didn't remember any of my current goals, and my goal of driving an awesome car was out the window ages ago. But it was definitely a fun dream.

I was in some restaurant that looked like a pizza place I'd visited a year ago. It's called Gino's East, and is located in Chicago. The exterior of the building isn't that special, but inside people are allowed to write graffiti on everything, including the chairs and walls. I had actually made some drawings in there when I was younger. And, not to mention they make some killer deep-dish pizzas, probably the best I've ever eaten.

Enough with my advertising. In the dream, I was sitting down in a booth on the right-hand side of the room; the restaurant was rather empty except for a few people scattered around different tables by themselves, and the lighting was brighter than in the picture, as if there was a lot of light pouring in. The tables had the same checkered tablecloths, and the booth seats and backs were made of wood.

I became lucid a few moments after sitting in the booth. Although I wasn't as aware as I usually am, I was still capable of thinking pretty clearly. I'd drive a Lamborghini and get that old dream goal off my mind (even though it already was in real life...). I got out of the booth and opened one of two regular-sized glass doors to a busy Chicago street. It was definitely daytime, because it was light outside. On the street, there were cars driving past at around 70km/h. I looked away from the street for a moment, and looked back.

Parked on the side of the street, in front of me, was a shiny new Lamborghini Gallardo.

It was a bit sleeker and shorter than in reality, but that made it all the more interesting. I got in and, although the windows looked small on the outside, they were massive when I got in. I could see just about everything going on around me. Without turning they keys inside (which were present), I stepped on the gas and the car started to drive. I pressed down harder and it went even faster. I was dodging in between cars, going around them... I pressed the brakes when I came to a corner, and I had to really step on them to get the car to slow down. I turned and the car didn't handle that well.

By now, I'd lost almost all of my lucidity. I drove down the streets, looking similar to the picture I'd posted, until it got a little darker outside. I came to a brick building with a large, flat awning over it. It was closed in by two other small buildings, and this created a small rectangular space where I could park my car. I drove up to the space and suddenly went down two or three small steps, which didn't damage the car. When I slowed the car down, I pulled the keys out. The dream ended there.