In a house im with a load of other kids (yeah I was a kid). We were running through the house across a landing with banisters and down a stairwell. We were trying to get away from someone like in Home Alone. So we get up into a loft with a swing down white square door. For some reason there are four ladders that come down. I think there was one then I put three more down to block the entrance. The other kids hide in the loft space while I swing out hanging upside down and throw boiled eggs at the interlopers. It all seems very much like a game. When I wake it is 4:32 then when I look again it is 4:44am.
29.08.2014Big loft at Chicago (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I was in my computer and a client was giving me a hard time (and this actually happened today, out of a few years and over 5 thousand readings, I had today the third person giving me a hard time within these last years.) I decided to just close my computer and go somewhere else. I was in Chicago visiting some friends and I was going to stay there for a few days. It was night and I went to a big building, apparently, this was Marina City building, as it was round on the inside. I entered one apartment and it was huge, it also had a loft and a swimming pool. All the decor was very fancy and upscale and there were free appetizers and drinks available. Someone was giving massages there and I planned to sleep there overnight. As I was trying to find a confy bed, I noticed that there were a lot of people around and many of them were drunk.
I had three dreams last night (that I can remember): DREAM #1 I am semi-lucid during this dream. Kermit the frog appeared next to my bed. And then we both float up into the air and start flying down the stairs and out the front door. I decide that I wanted Kermit to glow, so he starts glowing. Then we’re just flying through the sky and singing together, and that's about where the dream ends. DREAM #2 I'm sitting in some kind of loft type place, with some guy with a beard, and we're watching soccer on TV. I have a feeling I don't like this guy. Not a very long or detailed dream. DREAM #3 I'm in my backyard, and Acacia and Abby (my friends) are there. I'm commenting on Abby's hair because it has all these weird braids in it that you can somehow see from the back but not the front. Suddenly, Acacia decides that she really wants coffee, and we decide to go to McDonald's to find some. There's this random McDonald's window near my house. The lady working there is one of the cafeteria ladies from my school. Unfortunately the McDonald's is closed. I check the time on my iPod and see that it's almost 9 PM, when for some reason I thought it was only around 5 or so. Acacia and I go to a different McDonald's, where we have to stand in line for a minute because there are a few people ahead of us. While we're waiting, I notice that Acacia is wearing a black hat and sparkling purple lipstick. So I'm like, "Ooh I love your lipstick!" And Acacia is like, "Thanks!" So I try to decide what to order, but I can't see the menu from where I'm standing. Plus there's all this random stuff piled up behind the counter. Acacia tells me they're selling one brand of coffee called Coldwell Scent that only costs a dollar, so that is what we both decide to order. The lady who takes our order has black hair pulled back into a messy bun, and I think she seems nice. I wake up before we actually get our coffee. ... Well, at least I was kind of lucid during that first dream. I realized I was dreaming and controlled one small thing. Not much, but it's a step forward I guess.
Funny one this morning, but interesting all the same. I dreamed I was sleeping on the fold out bed back at my parents' house. It was a sleepy, rainy morning. My old friend Luke, the rock vocalist, was there with me. We wanted to make love, so I got up to shut the door. I was unable to shut it quietly (which is pretty true to waking life), so my mom heard me and nobody's dummy, knew what we were up to. So Luke and I got up and headed outside to the garden potting shed (which my parents do not have in waking life). It had been raining, and everything was soaking wet. There wasn't even a place to sit. After looking around and realizing this was not going to work, we went to the barn (also something my parents do not have in waking life). We figured the loft would be nice and dry and cozy. We climbed up into the hay and were just getting started when my mom came wandering in! Sheesh. We quickly dressed again and tried to be quiet hoping she wouldn't notice us up in the loft. And that's where the dream ended. Wonder what that one meant? Maybe my brain was just rehashing what Luke had told me years back about doing a girl in a barn and liking it? Strange, I hadn't thought about him in a long time. Maybe my brain just wanted to have some fun, but mother figure always stifled fun.
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