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Dream one:
I'm in water about chest deep, I have somebody unconscious in a fireman's lift who I'm trying to rescue from drowning. The water is under a low beam type bridge and slowly rising.

Dream two:
I'm on a single track road and I'm trying to use a wall wart type phone charger to tie my shoelaces. There's a large car stationary on the road, perhaps a Passat estate (I'm planning to but a car and that's one of the options I'm considering) there are two people during around the car with luggage and equipment. I ignore then for a moment and go back to my shore laces. Now the wall wart has mutated into a rear light for a bike, I notice that I accidentally left it switched on while I was looking at the car and attendant people, but in a mode that makes it flash one every couple of second so it's ready to think it's switched off if you're in a hurry. I press the button in the light and it cycles through at least a dozen modes, a little screen mentions VGA output and I realise the light has a camera built in to record traffic incidents, which is cool but a distraction. I decide that I can attach the light using a couple of elastic bands and move on.

The car and people are now the focus of my attention, there is a woman who has an air of authority and a male lackey who I mostly ignore. I invisibly float around inspecting the situation, feeling like I'm some kind of expert who might be able to help them sort out whatever they're faffing with if I can analyse the situation. I try to identify the vehicle and it feels like it might be some kind of alien or secret technology as well as being a boring family car.

I slip sideways into a parallel scenario where I'm watching a man designing the vehicle in question. I note that his paperwork is branded with a car manufacturer's logos and name (Audi or VW I think) and some vague memory that I'm supposed to be remembering dreams prompts me to start taking mental notes. The designer's name is Gerhardt Davidov which I see handwritten in magic marker in all caps on a manilla folder. I start writing notes but stop when I remember that notes made during a dream don't come out of the dream with you. This is as close to lucidity as I've been for ages, so I guess that should be an encouraging sign...

Fragments:
After I wake up for WBTB I lie trying to remember my dreams, which is difficult and I think some of my memories got conflated. Fragments include playing with Harriet (my daughter) as a baby, showing a comic / graphic novel style rendition of my heroic water rescue dream to a DV member who days I should turn it into a web comic, standing on a train with the cast of one of my earlier dreams when a bunch of people I identify as the cast of a different dream rush by and I think about how I'm not even sure whether the dream they come from is a real memory or a dream memory...

My recall is a bit patchy and my level of lucidity wasn't very high and kept coming and going, but I managed a basic task nonetheless :-)

I got lucid from a DEILD using an odd dance manoeuvre as my anchor (hopping into the air and touching my left knee against my right elbow, alternating with the opposite way around) I came into my LD on a sunny street with lots of old buildings (a hodgepodge of Tudor, late Victorian redbrick, and other stuff - I wasn't looking, really)

I still felt a little unstable in my dream because I had a residual sensation of my sleeping body's arms, so I decided to look at my feet and legs and work up to my arms. I was wearing the same clothes as I had been wearing that day in waking life.

Once I saw my dream body's hands, I knew I wasn't in immediate danger of waking up again, so I started leaping into the air to get a better view of the scene and find an interesting DC to interact with. I saw a few faces with greater clarity than I usually get (most of my DCs have very vague faces indeed and seeing clearer faces is one of my personal dream goals)

I got a little distracted by a couple of DCs who probably ought to have taken a pregnancy test and might have got me one of the advanced tasks! This is a sure sign of fading lucidity for me, but after a while I realised I was still lucid and tried to remember the tasks. The only one I could remember was the kiss-a-guy task, which I probably remembered just because I didn't like the idea of it at all! As I was still on the street with the old buildings, I started looking for male DCs to smooch and ended up in a warehouse / workshop with some big burly men working on manly metalwork type things in hard hats and such. I approached the nearest one, probably about my age with designer stubble, and went to kiss him. He cooperated because in my dream he was only there for the task, so it made no sense for him to so otherwise. I gave him a quick peck on the lips and moved on.

Anyway, as I said, I only managed one basic task, and I've missed out what felt like about 20 minutes of not-really-lucid that I don't remember very clearly (including a big section with my little girl sleeping in a small tent in my bedroom - dreamsign?) So if there's a one wing option, I'd be happy to take that and see if I can improve on this attempt some time over the next couple of weeks