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19th Lucid Dream:
I was back in school with all my old friends and for some reason I had taken my dream journal with me. Somebody asked me what it was and I avoided the subject in fear of them reading my dreams.

After a short while of talking about all kinds of subjects (most of which I don't even recall) we got back onto the subject of lucid dreaming. Apparently one of my friends had a lucid dream by accident and everyone was calling her crazy for thinking she could have had this experience. I whipped out my dream journal to prove to them that it did exist. When they were all convinced we started talking about fun things to do in a lucid dream. Somebody was talking about how awesome it would be to have a really dark and sadistic dream. I decided to see if I could have a lucid nap, so I laid my head on the desk and "fell asleep", despite already being asleep.

There was a pretty instant scene transition and I was immediately lucid. I was at the bottom of this beautiful grassy hill with white fences leading up a paved path and at the top a castle with a huge, grand entrance. I climbed the hill and upon reaching the top I recall reading something about following different signs in a dream for the style of dream you want to have. In this case I had two very distinct paths, an angelic, glowing white entrance to this castle and a dark, dead graveyard-looking scene to the right hand side.

I was compelled to head towards the dark path, considering the conversation I had in the non-lucid prior to this. I jumped down off the small ledge and ended up in what looked like a dead wheat field. It was all dark greys with these blood-coloured crystals scattered around embedded in stone pillars. In the middle was a ruined stone shack and I climbed up on top of it. Below was a cellar which had been exposed, and I was ready to jump down into it.

Before jumping I figured I would reality check to solidify my lucidity. As I did the scene became increasingly vivid and I began thinking about the fact that when I woke I would have to write down this dream in the middle of the class that I had fell asleep in. Not knowing that the previous experience was just a dream and I was actually asleep in bed.

I jumped down inside, it was an extremely enclosed space of ruined stone walls. Through a hole in one of the walls I saw these stones moving about by themselves. I slipped through the hole and on the other side I saw all of these stones come together and form a sort of earth elemental creature. He charged at me but I grabbed hold of his stone hand and swung him around in circles, like I was doing an around-the-world with a yo-yo, and let him go, smashing him into the ground and breaking him apart. He reformed and almost squashed me amongst all of the rocks coming together on top of me, but I ducked and managed to avoid it.

I noticed more of these stone creatures forming to guard this bridge in the distance so to kill two birds with one stone (no pun intended) I ran up to this closest earth elemental and avoided the sword he started slashing at me. I grabbed hold of him again and launched him the other earth elementals in the distance, smashing them all to pieces.

As I started walking up to the bridge, the dream faded to black and I woke.

20th Lucid Dream:
I was sitting in my kitchen with my parents, I can't remember what we were talking about but I do remember the torrential rainfall occurring outside.

At some point the rain briefly stopped before snow started gushing out of the sky. It got increasingly large until snowball-sized snowflakes were falling down. I was convinced that I wasn't dreaming, but I seemed to get the idea to reality check anyway.

As I checked my hands, I was baffled when I discovered I was in fact dreaming. I had to check multiple times to believe it. I stood up and headed to the door, and instead of opening it to go outside like I've done in my previous dreams I figured I would just phase through it.

I walked through and I got the same sense walking through it as I did when I scene transitioned when walking through a wall in a previous dream. All of the images rushed by my view, clearing way for pitch blackness. I was sitting in a sort of void, waiting for a new scene to form but nothing was coming, I was just a floating consciousness in the pitch blackness without a body.

Somehow, I started walking regardless. I was stepping aimlessly through the darkness and trying to come up with a scene that I could create. My attempts, however, were futile. As I continued walking I seemed to just step into the waking world and found myself back in my bed.

Last Nights Dreams

Dream 1

I had a dream about feeding my birds but can hardly remember it ((REM Dreamer fell off aswell lol))

Dream 2

Myself and my 2 youngest Daughters S and J have been to the shop and i'm carrying 3 bags of shopping. J is on her bike and S is on her scooter. As we are walking back home we see some lads infront of us on bikes.
We are walking through an underpass and it's dark. There is a steep hill we have to walk up, I try and push J up it on her bike but it's too steep and I can't do it. We now have to turn back and go through the underpass again and we end up in a warehouse type place.
One of the lads on bikes is no longer a lad now but a man, this man is behind me and jipping me and bullying me saying he wants my shopping. I am holding S's scooter and think "I'll spin round and crack him round the head with this scooter" as I'm thinking this his work-mate turns up.
The man I wanted to crack round the head is of a stocky build and has short blonde/brown hair, he also has a bit of stubble. His work mate is tall and thin, has short black hair which is brushed back and has a pokey face.
The man with blonde hair now says "I need sugar but I wonder if she knows what a blow is?" I knew instantly that he meant a blow job . I really panick and feel sickened that he would say that infront of my little girls. I now grab J who is next to me and I shove her behind me to protect her from these monstrous men! S is standing by the doors so I give her a nod to run away.
I now say to the men "here" and give them my purse, I now say "you can have all my money, it's not a lot but take it all" I am petrified that they will do something to me or more-so my little girls. I now take the purse back for a moment and count out £4 and give it to him, he says "I suppose that'll have to do then!" at this point they both walk away, but the blonde one turns back to face me and says "I'm watching you ya know!!" .
Me and J now search about this place for my shopping bags. I see a woman sitting at her desk working, I hadn't noticed her there before and thought "why the hell did she just sit there carrying on with her work while those men done that to us!!"
While we are looking for my shopping bags I see 2 silver packets on the floor, J says "pick them up mom" so I do without the woman noticing. I rub the packets and feel coins in them and quickly put them back in my pocket. I now look for the way out when suddenly the lights go really bright then back to normal again, then they go bright again, then back to normal again. ((was my REM Dreamer)) I wake up to my REM Dreamer flashing in my eyes

a1: Found myself near my house with a friend I haven't seen in a year in his mom's truck. He's talking about how someone else had to have dental surgery on the trip?
a2: Teleport to this urban enviroment with some of his friends and him, it's almost like a video game, I knew how to fly helicopters.
a3: His friends start driving up a hill in these jeeps, they come up next to a roadblock and my friend pushes them off in an armored car right after I take off in a helicopter. -end-

1: Found myself in an overgrown city with a group of people. Survivors of some sort. There is a statue and my dad says we could put a mattress inside of it.
2: we were next to a little pond filled with water, the water was like jell-o, you could walk on it. I come across my sister's boyfriend and he has some needles and some pills sitting next to him.
3: My dad asks if I did any of the drugs, I say no, he doesn't believe me. -end-
4:Vines were lining the walls of everything, the road, the trees, the buildings. Weird.

1: I find myself on a hill in the snow with a man in white robes. He tells me I have to walk slowly to the statue in order to not be killed. I do so, it works.
2: He tells me I need to start garrisoning my men, war is coming. We need armor and supplies.
3: I go to a city down the hill, city guards salute me and I tell them I need iron and food.
4: I find iron. -end-

Non-Drean/Comments Dream Lucid

30.03.2011

I am near an old house we lived in. I did the nose RC and went lucid. The dream was very stable, but that's all I recall...

I am in the car in a big square or sth. I randomly did the nose RC again.I got out of the car and managed to stabilise the dream, but that's all I can recall... Pretty fail, I know...
But here's the nice part!!


Today I slept in the couch. In the first 20 minutes I had very vivid images, but I could still hear my brother who was on the laptop. I was not sleeping yet. My brother went to sleep at around 1... After those two lucids I wake up at 5 o'clock. I eat a little cheese, drink some water and go back to sleep... In the couch...
- FA#1: My mother comes to the living room and wakes me up. She tells me to go and sleep in my bed... That's something she normally does, so I just got up, went up the stairs and into my bed...
- FA#2: My father wakes me up by gently shaking me. Now I realise that the previous incident was an FA. I get up and as I walk towards the stairs, he tells me that he woke up and couldn't move... I tell him a little about sleep paralysis and about the FA I just had, and then I walk up the stairs and into me bed...
At 8 o'clock my mother wakes me up! Almost laughing at this, I immediately do the nose RC and finally went to sleep in my bed for real!


- I am in a ship, getting back from vacations, when I see a friend. "Yo, what are you doing here?". I don't remember if he said anything, but he started crying...

- I am in a hotel room with a friend. There is some problem with the window or the door... Water was coming in, a lot of water! My mother showed up to take a look. I then noticed I was naked, so I just wore some pants, not that I seemed to care about it...

- I am at my uni. There are 4 desks. Each one has a secret space behind the pc monitor. I found in one of them two bottles of vodka. Then I saw a guy and girl who work there. I heard them talking about the drinks and then they went to a room which had a sign on its door, "sex"...

- I am at a park, really big and nice. There is a really nice hill which is like it got out of a disney film or sth. I said to someone that it would be great if we played live on that hill. Then someone told us that they are going to make a presentation of the first holograhm here... I went for a walk around. After a while the presentation begins. It was pretty much a fail. It showed some really distorted images of people and the whole holograph thing, was only taking place, inside a big space, in which you were not alowed to go. It looked like those mirrors that distort the view...

Due to quite the eradic sleep shcedule recently I only remember a couple frags, but its better than nothing

I was at our town park with a friend of mine and we had just pulled in and parked on top of the main hill. I asked him where the jump was and he said right down at the bottom. I looked down the hill but didn't see anything. Then I started to walk around a little pavillion type building that's on the hill and, once I was around the corner I could see it, a little jump made out of snow. Too bad there wasn't any other snow on the ground





I was in a parking lot driving a car around. It was me and Travis Pastrana (lol?) and we were drifting around in it. The entire cast from the show Nitro Circus was there watching us. That's all I remember

Thebeastofold's Dream


Hill/mountain full of people, unfinished garage...


I almost had an OBE last night, i felt tingling in my hands, arms, shoulders, but thats as far as i got......when i finally fell asleep...

I was standing at the bottom of a huge steep hill/mountain, there were people standing and sitting on the hill everywhere all the way up..i started climbing at the behest of someone that was at my side the whole dream but couldnt see him..he said lets go, and i started climbing the hill, i slid back to the bottom on one foot for no apparent reason, then made it to the top...there was a huge unfinished garage at the top that covered the entire top of the mountain/hill...i was standing on the right side of the garage between/hanging onto the wall studs...and my fahter was in the garage and i kept trying to guess what was in each of the multitude of boxes in the garage...dont remember anything after that...


i had a multitude of dream fragments, i dont remember any but one...i was standing or floating somewhere where everything was white..there were no discernable walls or anything, and i kept calling out "katsuno! windhover! mischiefmanaged!" over and over....very brief fragment...

After I awoke this morning, I laid there trying to recall as much detail of my dream as I could. I'm not quite sure of the order of the events, so it might seem a little jumbled.

I'm outdoors and standing on a dirt road in what seems like a national forest of some kind. A steep hill rises on one side. There are other guys standing around and we're all wearing shorts, t-shirts and running shoes and it appears we're in some sort of race or competition. But this isn't the actual competition because we're all following a small group who are leading us in running up the hill through the trees. It appears we're doing some sort of dry run and being shown the course. We run up the hill and eventually come to a lake, which we have to get across. The leaders tell us that the first ones who make it across will be able to ride back on a fire truck.

I next find myself at my parent's house. I've gotten everything I need for the contest and am walking out the door but just as the door closes, I realize I left my keys inside the house. So I pick up my stuff and, in doing so, find my keys. (Big sigh of relief!) I read the rules for the race and see that there's a part where you have to go 10 miles on a bicycle but I don't have a bicycle so I'm worried how I'm going to do that part of the race. Then I find a little temporary tattoo with instructions to apply the temporary tattoo on your hand after you're done with the bicycle part of the race. I come up with the idea to just go ahead and apply the tattoo so I can skip that part of the race and start licking the back of my hand so I can put it on.

Next I'm running down the dirt road, trying to find the spot where you run up the hill. I think I find it and turn and start running but the path leads me to the right and I find myself back at my parent's house, running through the yard and down the driveway. Now I'm worried that the dogs will bark, alerting my Mom that someone is in the yard and that she'll see me and wonder what I'm doing. Now I'm worried that I'm so far behind that I'll lose the race. I keep running anyway and eventually find the right spot in the road where I'm supposed to be. Two of the leaders are standing there so I tell them what happened and ask where everyone else is. That's when they tell me that the race is tomorrow, not today.

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:
My recall is returning with school, as I believed would happen! This entry is from a short nap I took yesterday.

It was daytime; I was outside on a vast plane of land. You could see nothing else but flat ground covered in dead grass, except for one long, stretched-out hill that looked like the raised side of a ditch. This hill, raised a good seven or eight feet off the flat ground, went on for at least a mile, and this was where I was walking. The entire area had a vacant air to it, and the sky was a single-tone hue of rather pale blue which helped to create this atmosphere. Besides my own rather brisk walking movements along the top of the hill, everything was still. It almost felt like I was indoors, but not quite. I kept walking and eventually started heading down the hill, but not sharply; I took my time and mostly kept going forward. The perspective right now was in third-person, and I was viewing myself from the ground level about ten feet away.

The perspective changed, however, a few moments after I saw a girl in a pretty blue dress come into my third-person vision. She had blonde hair and was a bit younger than me, but not by much. She was fairly slim. I was now viewing things in first-person. I took a few more steps, looking down the length of the hill. I then felt her presence and turned to look behind me, upwards towards the top of this hill. I saw her there and I felt threatened, so I started walking up towards her with a glare in my eyes and gestured suddenly with my right hand, pushing it up into the air and slightly towards the left.

The ground ripped up in a big chunk along the top of the hill, right in front of the girl, sending dry clods of dirt and brown dust everywhere. The cloud of dust was probably only a bit taller than my own height of 5.4", but some of it sank down the sides of the hill.

"Get out of here," I warned her as the cloud was still clearing up.

She was nowhere to be found after the dust vanished, but I knew she wasn't gone quite yet.

Date: 5/09/11
Time: -
Memory Clarity: 1/10
I didn't remember much of this but I'm trying to write it all down regardless to improve my recall! Perhaps things will 'trigger' the memories further on in the day.

• Dressing up for some reason, at first my costume was going to be Pyramid Head from Silent Hill but then I stole someone else's costume, and I was some kind of English admiral, think Captain Cook, with the fancy parade uniform. I liked this one, but unfortunately it slowly morphed into some ludicrous pink parrot head thing.
• Some friends and I, (possibly in the same dream, at the festival for which we were dressing up) discovered some strange Da Vinci-like glider machines, think the one from Assassin's Creed 2, made of wood and canvas. I took it and tried it out, and it worked really well! I glided around and it was actually really fun.
• All throughout this same dream, I was performing epic feats of parkour - jumping off ultra high things, rolling around, doing crazy flips and such.

Worth noting was the glider, and how that worked. It was probably the best experience of flying I've had so far, and despite the fact that I wasnt lucid, I enjoyed it immensly. It seemed to impress my friends too, as though noone else was able to.

Off Topic: I think I need to search up some dream recall techniques, as the past few days I haven't really remembered much except tiny fragments.

This is a dream I had while taking a nap during the day...

I find myself driving up this impossibly steep road, following behind a large truck or SUV. There are houses on the left side of the road and a chain link fence runs along the right side - there is no shoulder. Just as we get to the top of the hill, a red truck comes from the opposite direction. The driver of the red truck pulls up right next to the chain link fence and stops, forcing the vehicle in front of me to stop and/or veer left to pass him. But the vehicle hesitates, forcing me to stop as well. But I'm still on the steep incline and worried about rolling backwards.

The vehicle in front of me finally continues on, but when I try to drive forward, my vehicle stalls. I try to proceed forward but keep having to wait because vehicles keep passing me from behind.

I was in a harbor town. The sky was this impossibly beautiful shade of blue, it was just barely past realistic. It wasn't a cloudless day, so the few that were there were beautiful. I'm by the sea. The water is this stunning shade of light blue. Like you see in pictures in resort brochures. It's the type of blue you expect an indoor pool complex at a five-star hotel to have. The sea is never this clean. On this concrete pier. There's a shop behind me with this bright red canopy. I can hear people laughing, the temperature is perfect.

Then there are tremors. Small at first but the I begin to see cracks in the concrete. The laughing becomes screaming. The world seems to be swaying, tipping from side to side. So I jump.

I dive into the water headfirst. I dive impossibly fast. Everything around me is a blur. The sounds of screaming and falling buildings is overwhelmed by the rushing water. As I get my bearings and slow down, I see hit the ocean floor. It isn't earth the though. It's ceramic. Like the bottom of a pool. I take a quick look around. That same shade of light blue is everywhere. There are no fish, no plants. Only endless ceramic.

I can feel the cold glaze on the balls of my feet. The water is warm and there's a stark contrast. I don't remember taking off my shoes. I bend my legs and push off the floor. I shoot up. Insanely quickly. I launch out of the water but gravity never takes hold of me again. I'm flying. The wind has whipped off any dampness and now it's only me. I don't see a city, a sea, people...nothing. Only more sky. The feeling is beautiful. Flying.

After a bit I can feel myself losing the dream. I start to feel gravity pulling again. Even worse, I begin to feel the warmth of my blankets. I close my eyes and fight for stability. I open my eyes again and I'm in control again. But I begin to fall. Not straight down, like a rock, but I glide down, like a bird.

I break the cloud layer and I see this rocky terrain. It's hard dirt littered with rocks and the occasional weed. I ready my legs and I hit the ground running. The only thing in my mind is the urge to be in the air again. I want to fly. I'm running so fast. I'm barefoot still and the I can feel every pebble and grain of dirt against my skin. I'm hitting some larger rocks, and my feet begin to stumble. There is a dense fog all around me. I can't see further than meters in any direction. I'm determined to fly again though, and I don't lose much speed. I keep jumping as I run. But I can't get any lift. At one point I jump almost ten meters in the air and I panic as I fall to the ground. I'm not in control of my legs, they're running on their own. The ground begins to slope up in front of me. It's a hill at first but it starts getting steep. Not long after I'm almost vertical. I give myself one more mental push and I'm launched in the air once more. I break the cloud layer again and I'm greeted with the beautiful blue sky once again. Time slows as I watch the sun and beautiful cloudscape before me.

I can feel my self falling again. But this time, I feel no anxiety or apprehension. I feel the clouds rush past me once more as I hurtle to the floor. I can see the wasteland again. The rocks I stumbled over, screaming towards my face.

I wake up.

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:
This is another dream that I recalled the same night as the previous entry, Fragment - I Didn't Study!.

I was outside, on the top of a grassy hill that sloped down into a long river. This river was situated in a small public park (my dream-self knew I was in a park, even though I didn't actually see a park sign or anything). It was night and therefore very dark, but there were a few black street lights along the side of the river, lighting the area dimly. I could see the faint outlines of objects and people against the midnight blue color of the sky.

The hill I was on was rather steep, and at max it must have been fifteen feet above the surface of the water in the river. On the top of the hill was a row of flat, square-shaped concrete stepping stones that had the texture of pumice, but they were light beige or something like that. Each one was about half a foot from the next one. I was on one of these stones, and I peered over the edge to look into the river. I saw the highlights as the pale light caught the ripply waves of the river, which were a bit more turbulent than you'd expect in a normal river. The water was flowing relatively quickly, too.

I heard somewhat-exhausted breathing and immediately turned to my right to see the source of the noise. I saw a young girl with olive skin; she was wearing a light yellow dress and was skipping along the stones, jumping from one to the next, right along the side of the hill. She would fall any minute.

As the girl passed me, I remember scornfully saying out loud, "what idiotic parents would let their child do that?"

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was leaving "my mother's house." It may have been a grey day, and there may have been snow on the ground. I stood right outside the front door. My mom stood just inside.

I told my mom I loved her. I gave her a hug. My mom seemed really short. When I hugged her, it felt like I was breaking her spine, or like I had hugged her in such a way as to feel a part of her spine that had already been broken.

I walked to the car. As I did, I thought about a small cup of ice cream I had in the back seat of the car. It was like I still had the taste of the ice cream, or even some actual ice cream, in my mouth.

In my mind's eye, I saw the ice cream sitting in the back seat. The ice cream was kind of melted and creamy, and it had some kind of big, marshmallow-shaped, but colorful and jelly-like, things in it. The spoon in the cup seemed to be coated with the melted ice cream.

Apparently my grandmother was driving me to the airport. But the car we were taking was more like one my mom would drive. It was a small hatchback, kind of old looking. It was messy on the inside and the outside. The outside was kind of grimy and greasy. The inside was full of old garbage and fast food containers and stuff.

I was kind of disgusted that I'd kept my ice cream in the messy back seat. I thought it might not be a good idea for me to eat the ice cream.

I walked up to the driver's side of the car. My grandma was still standing outside the car, with the door wide open. As I walked up to my grandma I either thought to myself or asked out loud if I'd showed my mom well enough that I cared about her.

I was in the car, on the passenger side, riding through a kind of busy part of a suburban town, with either my grandma or some man driving the car. It was now black night.

The driver told me, "You showed your mom you cared about her. And the fact that you're worried about it shows that you care a lot more than a lot of people do nowadays."

We got stuck in traffic on some kind of quaint-looking, Main Street type area that was all decked out in lights, as if for Christmas. We kind of inched through the traffic and then ended up turning right on a side street and up a hill into something like a residential area.

As we were doing this, the driver, now most likely a man, continued, "That reminds me of a project I was reading about. People were making Christmas cards to send to the soldiers. But a lot of the people making the cards thought it would be good to send cards with anti-war messages on them.

"And that's what I mean about care. The people over there don't need to hear somebody telling them 'NO WAR.' They need us to tell them, 'We're thinking about you, and we hope you're doing well.'"

We had gotten up to the top of the hill and were now sitting on the right end of a long conference table. We were apparently inside a room. The room had fluorescent lighting. There was also a wall-sized bookshelf that I was looking straight at.

But it was also somehow like we were in a cafe with a big window, or as if we were actually floating out over the top of the hill, looking down to the Main Street area. It was like, even as I was looking straight at the bookshelf, I also saw the town below.

The man had gotten onto the topic of two books. Both books were about economics. One book was written by someone I didn't know. The other was written by Warren Buffett. The man seemed to be talking more about the book by the other guy. He then ended up talking about something extremely interesting and insightful (which, of course, I forgot).

As the man spoke about the really interesting stuff, I realized how nice he looked. He was white, with well-groomed, white hair. He wore a nice suit with a tan jacket, a subdued blue shirt, and a somewhat colorful (peach? pink?) tie. His skin was deeply tanned. His face was kind of thin and angular. But his complexion mesmerized me. It was perfect!

I then asked the man, "Who did you say made that comment? Did you say it was Warren Buffett or the other guy?"

The man said, "No. That was from Warren Buffett's new book."

I thought to myself that I needed to get Buffett's new book. I seemed to keep getting Buffett somehow confused with Alan Greenspan. But I could see the cover of Buffett's new book. It kind of looked like a modern cover of Ralph Ellison's Invisible Man.

The book wasn't an autobiography. It was actually a book on economic theory. I thought, "This is exactly what I've been looking for!" The man and I spoke back and forth for a bit on how odd it was that everybody didn't know about this book. It apparently wasn't selling much at all.

I looked down and to my left. I could see the conference table. But, again, I could "see through" the table and the room, outside and down the hill, to the lit-up Main Street area.

As I looked at the table, I was kind of hunched down and over some sheet (or pad?) of notebook paper. I scrawled on the piece of paper, in a very sloppy version of cursive, either the word "Feed" or the word "Feel."

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was telling somebody how the Notorious BIG "could actually write," by which I meant to say that he had very good literary skills. I had apparently known this from letters or messages I'd received from him. I'd also, apparently, had a few conversations with him, and I remembered his voice sounding very gentle and distinguished. At some point Biggie may have been sitting near me, wearing a white t-shirt and sunglasses.

Dream #2

My boss was in some very dim space, before a white wall which, in the dim light, looked faintly purple. It almost looked like the room was lit by a fish tank light.

My boss began throwing up some blackish substance that looked like a mix between dog feces and those ash-worm "fireworks." The substance was small and came out slowly. My boss may even have pulled it out of his mouth. My boss seemed to be extremely uncomfortable and a little afraid.

Dream #3

I was in some room of an apartment with my boss and a couple other people. There were no curtains on the windows, so plenty of light came into the room. It was a bright summer day. The room seemed pretty empty, but the people in the room and our mood made the place seem really stuffy.

The apartment was probably my apartment. My boss or someone else was on the phone with someone, trying to get me moved out of my neighborhood. Apparently something bad had happened here, either to or around me, and the people in my life decided that they needed to get me out of here as soon as possible.

Suddenly my boss seemed jealous of all these people talking about how I had recently had such a hard time in my neighborhood. My boss said, "Well, you know, I live in a pretty tough neighborhood myself. Right now."

As my boss continued his speech, it was like we were driving down some side road in a rolling area full of tall, tan grass. We came to a "T" in the road at the bottom of a short, steep slope and probably turned left.

My boss continued, "My house is just a refurbished house. It used to be a crack house. In fact, when we moved into our place, we found a whole bunch of drugs that the cops have forgotten to clean out. I'd say that's a pretty tough neighborhood!"

This is the first entry in my dream journal. It's extremely incomplete, since I already forgot almost everything.

I remember being on a bus back home, hearing music through a crappy mp4 player, I gave my younger brother for Christmas, and being annoyed by it. (I'm very demanding with sound quality). This bus is familiar to me since it's the only one that passes in my home location. Before I had a car I caught that Bus for almost 10 years to go from school to home.
The thing is that the Bus is totally different because it looks like a tourism one, and not the public transportation kind. I remember I recognized some people from my personal life and talked to them, but I can't remember what.

Suddenly the Bus stopped and the driver said there was a huge fire in a mountain range near me therefore he turned the bus to another road I didn't knew. In a moment we were in a highway I didn't recognized, and the Bus stopped near a huge steep hill made of sand and moss(weird). It last like 80º steep and I was really scared because it had an height of about 50 meters.
At this time I remember the group changed. Now they were friends of mine from the time I used to be in Scouts. Some were really scared but we started to climb. I reached the middle of the hill and slipped, falling to the ground hurting myself.

I decided I wanted to outline the hill instead of climbing it, so I started walking for a while. Some time after, I noticed I was in front of a poor, old village that I recognized from a previous dream, but didn't found that odd. Curiously a spotlight appeared pointing at me and I started to run so they couldn't detect me. It last very prison like. I believe this happened because I usually do some trek trips and sleep in protected places. In those trips we always try do stay away from forest guards.

Very strangely I went back to the base of the hill running away from that spotlight, canguru style. It was really weird.

And then my mother woke me up...

As I said previously, this is my first dream entry. I decided to start writing here thanks to a wonderful movie called The Waking Life that really influenced me.