Non-dream Non-lucid Lucid Dream 1 - Gym I remember being on the pathway near the gym and looking out over the nearby green grass rugby field. There are the typical huge trees that are spaced alongside the walkway, but I don't recall actually doing anything Dream 2 - The law I forgot the better part of the dream and only remember the ending. I seem to be running after someone in the mall. I think I might be a girl? O_O. There is someone who is with me and while we're on the chase we pass through a clothing store. The store clerk is a young person who does something rude (like purposely gets in our way or pushes us).. This pisses me off, there are apparently laws against people like me hitting people like him (possibly sexism related?). My partner thinks we should just leave but I get this sudden 'I ain't taking shit from you' attitude . "Let's get him for that" I say, and trip up another young guy (he had a surfer kind of blonde afro hairstyle and a few pimples) who was just walking into the store. The guy stumbles forward and slams into the store clerk. The store clerk is on the ground in front of a changing room so I step over and casually open the door, slamming it into his face brutal. Apparently if a shop door hits someone then it isn't the fault of the customer, it's the store clerks fault ^_^ there are some weird rules in this dream. I seem to be a guy again (phew) and I need to go toilet. I'm with a few friends (John, Dave and another guy called Fraser) and I tell them I'm going to the restroom. I use the urinal and the others decided they need to go to, they all come and take a leak. For some reason I keep on going for ages, I started first and finished last ^^ such a weird dream.
Updated 10-27-2015 at 12:41 AM by 71238
Me and timmy turner from fairly odd parents are walking on a sidewalk along backyards wooden fences. It is sunset and the sky has shade of pink, orange and purple with dark blue at the end. We go around the corner and there is a small grass field, we decide to walk across it because maybe it will be a short cut. Timmy doesn't talk to me the entire time. He stops at the end of the field and turns and looks behind me with horror on his face. So I turn also and see a huge red and silver robot taller than a two story building just standing there staring straight ahead. Then timmy runs and kicks it in the shin and it completely fall into pieces on the grass. Then timmy finally talks to me and we high five each other because the demise of the robot was so enthralling, then in the middle of our celebration timmy stops and has a weird look on his face, I follow his eyes to where he is glaring and see the robots parts dissolving into nothing on the grass, then me and timmy give each other a confused look and continue walking home silently.
I'm at my grandparents house, I want to leave right now but everyone else says they're going to leave the next day, so my grandpa says I can take his rv and head out now. I agree and get into the rv, I turn it on and its starts to roll backwards down the long ass driveway. The brakes don't work, but I think at least it's rolling backwards really slow, so i back it into the fence. Then this guy gets in and says lets start over and suddenly he's in the driver seat and drives the rv into the grass field next to the house and says he hopes there isn't shit in the grass, I think about the holes, but he speeds up to the top, and I see a perfect turn in but he doesn't take it and it irritates me, he keeps going and goes through the front yard gate, and then we go back down the drive way.
Dream: January 25, 2012 No memory of how it all began. On another bike ride, this time in a town south of where I currently live. I went into this street, where there was a car, some sort of apartment complex and a parking lot. The road banked sharply to my left, but to my right was some kind of downsloping hill and a passage. Lieutenant Court, it said. Some kind of no-parking sign was near by, yet below was a very wide field of grass. Opposite where I went was another long street and intersection. The sky was more cloudy than clear. I went down the court, which stretched probably 100 metres, zipping down as I went along. The trip back up was more time-consuming, as I walked back up the side of a grassy ravine. Headed toward a row of houses, but sometime later, I was back. This time, the scene is a bit darker. I zoom down the same court road, as I did the first time. Yet by the time I climb back up, standing on the ledge of the grassy pit was a guard. He scared me, warned me about the no tresspassing signs, which I hadn't seen the first time. Rattled, I headed on home, and took one last look over the ravine. Some rows of buildings and tall apartments in the distance, a new and recent development perhaps. Flash ahead, and I'm sitting in a classroom, debating about something. Don't know whether I won or lost, but it was a familiar topic, in my philosophy discussion class we were arguing. Raised some points I had in real life. I woke up a short time later.
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