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Morning of October 19, 2018. Friday.

Dream #: 18,932-02. Reading time (optimized): 2 min. Readability score: 58.



In my dream, I am in an unfamiliar field, though it eventually seems to be modeled after the playground of my elementary school. A boy is playing soccer with older males. At one point, there is an accident. He gets kicked hard by others and falls so that his body vanishes. (This is the typical nonsensical “dream logic.”)

There are other people present making comments about the situation, saying that the boy should not have been there in the first place, implying the team members should have been within the same age range. It had been late in the afternoon, but now it is getting to be nighttime, and people are still debating the event.

An unfamiliar male (the preconscious avatar of this dream) picks up one end of a sidewalk. (This would be the northwest area of the West Elementary playground, but my dream self is only vaguely aware of this.) I lift the other (west) side, and we pick up the whole section, though it remains mostly diagonal. The body is not underneath it. I then start talking about how the season and the temperature relates to the level of difficulty in lifting sidewalk sections. I consider that we may be checking under all the others, but I wake after this scene.

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In the study of tens of thousands of my dreams on a day-to-day basis since childhood (for over fifty years), I have unlocked the recurring function of the preconscious helping my non-lucid dream self to resolve enigmatic space and return to consciousness. An aspect of this is “finding the sleeper,” which stems from the obvious subliminal thought of “Am I sleeping?” as well as “Where am I?” or “Where can my conscious self be found?” (to return to real life, not from the philosophical standpoint.)

The RAS simulacrum is lifting a sidewalk section to look under it, and I decide to help him (choosing to participate in my potential wakefulness). This process stems from childhood lucid dreams, where I would deliberately evade the RAS process and its avatars by sinking into the ground and chanting “invisible, invisible.” (I would find myself in an underground cave. I used to use devices, such as canes and bracelets with buttons, to augment my intent of sustaining my dream.)

The location is the same area where I deliberately sank under the ground in childhood lucid dreams, to sustain my adventure and the dream state after emergence into its vivified form. (Now, I mostly use doors, staircases, and virtual melatonin reinducers; water splashes and Naiads.)

The reticular formation’s simulacrum lifting the sidewalk section is modeled after the lifting of a trapdoor, to remind me that my waking life identity can leave the essence of the dream world. The falling boy was the vestibular event. My location and orientation in contrast to the preconscious avatar’s were the same as in those early dreams. (Ultimately, I am, at least physically, no longer a boy, so that property will not necessarily emerge during the waking process.)

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I’m walking through an unfamiliar urban area. It’s fairly busy traffic-wise, but there are some young men kicking a soccer ball around in the streets. Occasionally, someone has to run out into the street and bring it back before a car gets to it. This strikes me as a little dangerous.

Eventually, I find myself walking down into a large lecture hall, mainly white with light-colored wooden seats on either side of a central aisle. There’s a projection screen down in front, and everybody is watching a movie on it. The front area looks mostly full, but there are entire rows of empty seats closer to the back, so I sit down in a row on the left side.

It seems I have the option to select how I want the movie rendered—it’s a little like a menu popping up on a computer, but more abstract. There are three options. In the first option, I would only perceive those aspects of it that are capable of being represented in the available medium. In the second option, the basic narrative pattern of the story would be preserved, but with the unrepresentable parts of it translated into a form that the medium can handle. That's the option I choose. I can’t remember what the third one was.

As I watch, it quickly becomes apparent that the movie is something provisional rather than a finished creation. The screen shows static pictures representing the characters on a white background as their dialogue is spoken. I notice, however, that the acoustics in this room are incredible. It’s a high-ceilinged room, and the sound just fills it. I can feel a shift in my awareness, as it it’s expanding to fill the room as well.

29.4.18

I only got a few hours of sleep so this will be pretty brief.

The dream scene was a baseball field. I was in the stands and there were a bunch of kids in the outfield. Come to think of it it might've been a soccer field. I was shifting around in the stands between the adults catching the baseballs thrown. I would then throw baseballs to individual kids trying to get them involved. Ecstein was there on the field.

The stands turned into this weird ramp pattern. We had a bunch of balls that weighed a lot. We were pushing them down the ramp and into a corner. There was apparently supposed to be a fight.

Date of Dream: SAT 6 MAY - 2017



I originally wasn't going to record this dream but then I thought it's worth it because of that reality check involved, which made it a semi-lucid dream rather than non-lucid. A "Behind The Scenes" entry of the reality check is to follow once I publish this one:



Dream No. 108 – Soccer In The Woods
(Lucid Dream 5)

I was in some nice looking forest, it wasn't too cluttered with trees... There was ample grassland and golden light could be seen coming through due to the sun. As I was walking through, I once again had that thought of calling out for WB (the waking life one this time) but I stop myself and literally think to myself, “Is this real life or is it a dream? You'd better make sure you're not shouting in real life and then the wrong person hears you”. So I looked down at my hands, both of them spread out in front of me. I only had five fingers on each of them, but the shape of the fingers would keep warping, almost like my hands were underneath a layer of water. And then I remember thinking, “Yep, this is a dream, you have permission to call her”. So at the loudest volume I could, I kept calling “WB!” until she came out from behind a tree. It was interesting as she suggested we play some strange game of soccer, which is what we did. I forgot what happened afterwards.



The dream distinguished that she was the waking life version this time. I saw her in person in waking life yesterday and had a really good time, so I think my subconscious has now traced her back to being a rational entity.

This dream was pretty cool, I tried to write it out this morning but I just didn't have time :/. And now, 13 hours later the dream has lost a few details.. >_<

Dream
I recall previously having seen my friends Isaac and maybe his brother? They might have been playing guitar but I can't be certain. The dream led to a grass field that reminds me a little of my high school. I'm with Michael Jordan and he's spinning a basketball on his finger. He flicks it up over to me, and I try to catch the spin with my finger and keep it going but I screw it up. I laugh a bit since it's a good time I start the ball spinning on my finger but for some reason I'm struggling (usually this is pretty easy IRL). We get invited to play a game of soccer, he's super keen since he's sport as heck. I feel a bit anxious about playing soccer since I'm gobshite at it, but I'm feeling really confident in MJ's presence. The grass is green and the sun is warm, it's just a game of soccer with friends so who cares if I'm good or not . We get straight into the midst of it all, the ball shoots towards me so I jump up and do a spinning kick. I miss but manage to twist my body in a way that causes my clothing to smash against it in a grazing hit. Man this is actually pretty fun!

Wish I could remember more, it's not often that a dream will actually be intrinsically fun. Getting used to the new routine with my job so my sleep was way better last night.

Dream
I was playing a ball game with a bunch of people who are the same age as me, plus a couple teachers too. It was day time in my old primary school, though it seemed a little like a university and that fields were bigger. The ball game was a little odd, you basically grabbed a bunch of balls and you have a goal on each side (like soccer) but your way of scoring was usually dependent on your 'stats'. The stats were generic DnD style, str, dex, con, int, wis, cha. I think my brother or maybe a friend was playing too, and he had a very high strength stat so he would always punch the ball to score. Apparently this was the meta, but I had exceptionally high dex (like 18+ or something) so I was a kicker. There were 3 fields we played on, the first field I remember grabbing 6 balls and it was intense because there's a lot of balls to attack with and defend from. We migrated to the second field and this time I grabbed 5 balls for the game, it was still pretty intense. I remember my brother punching the ball and scoring, the power from it was intense. Eventually we migrated to the third field as school finished or something. The sun was setting a little bit, it was still bright out but the sky had an orange tinge. The amount of balls in this game wasn't really clear until later. I remember zipping about, I had the ball and was dribbling like a pro soccer player. At one point I think I'm vsing my brother and I just completely bypass him with a flip and some incredible dexterous foot maneuvers. I think I score a point, everyone is a little surprised at how effective my high dexterity stat was. I go to get the ball from the goal post, I scoop up 5 balls, they're all baseballs. 1 of them is 1/3 the size of the other normal ones, I thought this was weird. I wake up after that.

Non-dream
Non-lucid
Lucid

Dream 1 - Daydream Lucid
This was weird for me as I don't think it's happened before. Because it takes so long for me to fall asleep (~2hrs) I tend to let my mind just create random scenarios or sometimes just actively engage in them and play out some story to kill time. Last night I must have woken up around 3ish, I let couldn't be bothered getting up and trying a SSILD. Instead, I just lay there and headed back to sleep . I just remember at some point this 'daydream' become vivid, super realistic, I could feel everything. I realized that I had just somehow slipped into a lucid dream. I was running towards school (the buildings weren't anything I recognize, though it had a similar feel to the running tracks by the gym at my uni). It was some sports day, the sun was out and it was quite nice. I head to the sports area, on my way I kind of test out the feel of the dream. I bend over backwards and stretch a bit, then lean forward and look at the ground and stand back up normally. I can really feel stable this dream is. There's also some kind of reason in my head... Like "you have to follow the dream story because it's important". I can't recall the exact reason why, it was probably intentionally vague. There's actually a running track here. It's red and laned as a circuit with a green field in the middle. I approach a girl who seems to be about my age, she's in charge of organising I think. I'm really suave in this dream, everything that comes out of my mouth is just confident. I'm still lucid but there's just no dream control, I'm completely at he whim of the dream story it seems. I end up playing a soccer game, but I have some kind of 'hidden strength'. I guess my ass handed to me in the first 30 seconds of the game though. I decide to go all-out and show them my true power O_O but I seem to wake up before it happens.

Dream 2 - Mall and Ice Cream
I'm not sure if this was another dream or not but it occurred before arriving at the mall. I remember doing a bunch of field trips with a class. I'm mapping the area for a geology field map it seems. I also talk online to some people (facebook maybe?), there's a focus on dating relationships between the people I'm talking to. Some kind of discussion about my friend Daniel and his current girlfriend possibly. Me, my dad, Daniel and maybe some other people were all at my house. The place kind of looked a bit fancy, but resembled a holiday home by the beach if anything. Daniel left because I think he got offended (possibly from the discussion about his gf). He was meant to submit some kind of report to my dad and called him up later, I think I was a little annoyed that he didn't call me but I understood since it was business. I head out now, my dad calls me and asks me about an area on the map I submitted it seems. He's grinding my gears by asking, the geology in the area wasn't properly mapped because we were told not to by the field trip managers. I tell him the exact layout of the geology in the area in a frustrated tone (it honestly feels like I'm zooming in and out of the area or flying around it as I explain it). The area was a bit like an open quarry that had just piled a bunch of dirt into a small mound in the centre. You had to go by a man-made dirt road to get to the top. *end of this scene*
Now starts the next part that I think was in the same dream cycle. I'm in the mall with my gf although she seems to be a background character who I don't really interact with. I part ways with her and head downstairs to look around by myself. In the middle of the mall is some kind of ice cream event. There's people making super-professional looking desserts. Oh god it looks sooo good! I approach one of the ladies and suddenly I'm a real suave dude again . I tell her that her desserts look incredible, she blushes and thanks me and starts making me a dessert in front of me. So much skill! I spot another professional to the left behind her at another stand. There seem to be a bunch of them competing. The professional I'm looking at is making incredibly intricate works of humanoid things, like santa elves or something. They're chocolate and on a stick but it looks so incredible I start to want it even more. The lady in front of me (I think she's blonde) finishes up the dessert and puts it in front of me on a small glass bowl. Wow . She asks if I would like ice cream with it, "yes please" I respond. She charges me for it so I get out my credit card, I look at the cost and I'm stunned "$20?! Damn that's pretty expensive"..
"Can you wait a moment while I transfer some moment?" I fumble around in my wallet to put the card back in, I'll have to use my phone and log onto the bank. I look back at the eftpos machine and someone else has put their credit card in and paid. "W--what?" I look to my right and see a girl with a big smile, it's Jasmine. A girl who was friends with my ex gf. I bump my hip against her playfully and say "Hey you shouldn't have done that, you've got to let me pay you back now". She says it's okay, I take my dessert and we head off together and talk. At some point Jasmin my ex gf (they share the same name with different spelling) shows up and is walking with us but she seems to be a background character that I don't interact with. We part ways at some point and I meet with my girlfriend again. We're a few levels lower in the mall now and decide to head up the escalator. On the way up I spot another ex gf (wow so weird), I'm surprised to see her. We became pretty good friends in the end so it was nice to see her. She looks way different though, wearing thick-rimmed hipster glasses and her hair in a ponytail. I talk to her for a bit while my gf goes ahead without me. My ex then makes an excuse to leave which I find pretty amusing for some reason, we part ways and I meet up with my gf again.

Yesterday, NO freaking recall. Today, I had a bunch. I think I have a better recall if I wake up in the middle of the night and then go back to bed. Anyone here has that?

06/23/2015 - GUARDIAN OF THE SOCCER COURT

I’m in the gated community I grew up in. I walk out of my house. I’m barefoot. I walk towards the indoor football court we had in the community area. There’s a bunch of kids hanging out. Apparently I’m younger there. I see VICKY, a girl who lives across the hall from me now (she didn’t live in the gated community), she’s hanging out with the other youngsters.
I want to play soccer, but there are a bunch of little kids currently playing on the court. I can see that one of them is currently one of my students and I recognize him as a student, which doesn’t make sense since in the dream I was still a teenager, but whatever weird brain.

I talk to the kids and I try to convince them to leave the court, but they’re not really feeling like it. I tell them they could play outside the court, but they don’t want to leave, specially because the court is the most well lit part of the communuty area and they’re all afraid of the dark. One of them cries.

Then, the community area is empty. I don’t know if it was a transition or if I just don’t remember what happened. I’m inside the court and CHRIS PRATT is sitting on the benches in front of the court. Apparently I know him in my dream. “Who would have thought you’d be the biggest fucking star in the world?” I say to him. He kinds of shrugs. He’s even humble in my dream, I love that guy.

We talk a bit about his career and favorite roles. He mentions a movie he did called “Hard” (which doesn’t exist) and I’ve seen it and I say: “Yeah, with the huge samoan dude, what’s his name?!” (apparently my SC mind is slightly racist. THE HECK, SC MIND?!) Then I remember The Rock’s name.

We also talk about the best sequels ever. I remember that I had the same discussion with a couple of friends, and then I sort of flashback for a second, me leaving school with ALEX (who I didn’t know when I was in High School) and a GIRL and we’re talking about movies. And then I imply that “Boogies Nights” and “Magnolia” count as sequels because they’re in the same shared universe (they’re not).

PARTIN’ WITH THE ACTOR

This one I just remember a little bit about. There was more to it. So there’s this WOMAN, she’s at home. (Her home being my appartment, or at least her kitchen looked A LOT like mine). So she’s at home, with this actor dude.

I think she’s doing the dishes. The actor is trying to convince her to do drugs. I think they just wrapped a film or something like that, and he always gets high when he wraps a film. She ends up agreeing. They’re SUPER high. Her MOM is there too, so she’s trying to pretend she’s not. It’s her adoptive mother, apparently.

So the younger woman chats with the ACTOR. She tells him about her brother and how he was a wreck after the death of their bio-mother. So, the actor tells her about his psycho of a brother, that used to torture him when they were kids.

The older brother loved to steal their mother’s panties and hide it in the actor’s room. Kinky.


COPS ‘N EXES

I’m in my apartment. One of my exes, JULIANA, is here and she’s looking beautiful. I don’t remember exactly what happened. Something missing maybe? But I call the cops. She’s annoyed by that.

We talk about her love life. She’s living in Paris and her current boyfriend lives in Germany.They can only see each other on weekends. She’s not that into him, and I can see that she still has feelings for me.

At first I try to not think about it, but I can feel that I also have feelings for her. We flirt. A lot. I sit next to her on the couch. Then I decide to call the cops and tell them it was a mistake. (And now I kind of want to call Juliana Stupid dream)

12.06.2015

Soccer, UFOs and more soccer (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Been extremely busy doing many new improvements in my business and other personal stuff. Finished yesterday and already worked back on dreams Did the basic task here.

I was in some place and there was a soccer goal and I told myself why not doing some keeper training. Someone started to shot some penalty kicks and other type of chuts and I was doing pretty well, blocking all the soccerballs from hitting the goal. I felt happy and suddenly, a couple small kids spawned and started to throw soccerballs at me as well. I stopped them all.

After a while doing this, some random soccer players came and started to throw a massive amount of soccer balls, but I think I blocked them all as well. One of them told me that they were going to come tomorrow and use additional balls such as baseballs, footballs, tennisballs, and more... I was wondering that it was such a crazy challenge.

This turned me lucid, but I was enjoying very much my dream, so I kind of said, "Alright, I will just spawn some goal keeper gloves to be able to have better control of my skills." However, I failed. I tried to do it a few times, but when I looked to my hands, I had no gloves on. My hands and fingers changed almost every time I looked at them, just hopping for some gloves. I went outside and I saw a tree and remembered the basic task.

I climbed the tree (hopping to find some gloves) but no gloves. I saw my surroundings. It was a busy city in terms of buildings and lights, but it was silent. I also saw the sky. It was night and it was beautiful. I felt like taking a flight, but wanted to do the soccer thing. However, I saw a few clouds with the shapes of UFOs, some of them where amazing. The UFOs were real, as they had lights and everything, but they were made out of clouds. I decided to fly to one of the UFOs but as I approached at it, it vanished.

I decided to land and look for my gloves. I saw two female characters who appeared to be attracted to me, as they were staring at me in a sexy stance. I approached at them and said, "Do you have my goalkeeper gloves?" One of them said, "Yes, here:" She spawned some gloves similar to these:







I put my gloves on, but it was super hard to puy them on. I lost lucidity at some point, and after a while, I was able to get my gloves on, but now I was in the car, my wife was driving and we were in one of the north San Diego neighborhoods. I saw Gianluigi Buffon moving in a huge house:







I told my wife to stop as I wanted to meet him. We got inside the house and it was under construction still. I was hopping to meet Buffon so he could sign my gloves. I figured that since the gloves were dream-gloves I wouldn't need to return them and if I held tight to them, I could take them out from the dream world to the waking word. We got inside the main lobby of the house and I saw a TV in the distance showing The Simpsons. I was waiting for meet with Buffon until my wife woke me up.

27.10.2014

Soccer team (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was about to start training for soccer, as apparently, I was not very successful with a different sport that I was trying earlier in the dream but can't recall.

I wanted to become a real pro whatever it took. The trainer told me I had to run 30 miles every day and he also adviced to buy specific footwear that would enhance my energy or something.

I was able to kick the ball super hard.

20.09.2014

Nazi freak offering treats (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was at a hotel with my wife and we were watching a soccer match. For some reason, there was another lady with us and I could sense empathically that she was attracted to me. She was laying down in a different bad and I could see that she was not watching the match, but looking at me the whole time.

My wife got mad because she was too interested in me.

From here, I went with this lady to her house for some reason and she told me that she hopped her dad did not bother me and asked me to be open minded. As soon as I entered the house, I saw the living room. It had the colors of the German Flag. The couch was on the back of the room and right above it, there was a huge Nazi flag. I was shocked, and I realized that the energy there was very bad. There was a small table in front of the couch and it had various treats. I could see a bowl on the left end of the table that had chocolate treats with the shape of the svastica Nazi cross. In the middle of the table there were some pink donuts and some other odd candies.

I am not including pics here due the sensitiveness of the topic.

This girl told me she would check what I would eat because I could not like it at all. I grabbed a big cookie that was wrapped in a green plastic bag. The ingredients where wassabi, green peppers and chocolate. I did not feel like eating it.

I kind of felt uncomfortable and I told him that I liked some Spanish dictator. But then I got afraid because I thought that maybe he could hate me or kill me because Spain also fought against the Nazi. I left the place before getting in trouble.

From here, I went online to teach LDing to some of my students, followed by a few FAs where I wrote down this dream.

I was in Venezuela, which looked crowded and dirty. I walked into a store where a lot of people were talking about soccer. I was looking for an Italy jersey, which they didn't have. I walked away and talked to a girl I recognized and asked something about something or something. She was being sort of rude so I left. The scene changed and I was playing Child of Light with Ignicus unlocking some things. Instead of Aurora, it was a boy and he was flying. An angel came up to him saying something about helping him in his dream. She told him he helped him destroy a meteor with a missile or something. The missile, controlled by the boy, passed a bird, a plane, and when it finally hit the meteor, it destroyed it, along with some houses.
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I was swimming in some sort of lake with a girl. The lake was surrounded by green mountains and we came up on a few waterfalls. I gladly jumped down the waterfalls and when I did, the force caused me to go under and I would see corals and reefs. I kept swimming and emerged on a pool, where I showed my mom something I grabbed. She told me to go show it to my grandma and I went to look for her.

1. Impression of a boy who might have actually been a girl + something to do with soccer, and two bulleted lists

2. I ran out of my grandma’s house to escape from a scary dark-clothed shorter man. I’m running down her gravel driveway as he comes out the door. The scene jumps into one of me running down a road in heavy rain, I can barely see where I’m going. I believe it was dark out.

3. I’m in a big jacuzzi-like bathtub, my dad is off to the left. I think it must have been on a TV, but I’m seeing a scene of Xena and Gabrielle from Xena: Warrior Princess making out/as lovers.

4. I have to pee but I can’t go downstairs because the bottom steps are blocked off by a curtain because we’re bombing for bugs downstairs. Apparently the bathroom up here didn’t exist in the dream, because mom says I’ll have to use that one - she points to a bathroom squeezed in in the space between at the top of the stairs and mom’s cabinet.

I pull the doors (there were two) closed, but then realize I left the way to the stairs open, so I push the outer door back open (even though it doesn’t really block the way well). I’m sitting on the toilet but there is no door anymore. Mom looks in and I get really upset. I run to my room nearly in tears, slam the door (it doesn’t work right as usual, so I pull up on the handle as I do because it’s messed up) and throw shoes at the door.

Inspiration: #2) No idea but it was scary! Although the rain part was interesting, such heavy rain! #3) I get the feeling I saw something about Xena in the last few months, but before that I hadn’t thought of it in a while. #4) We sprayed for roaches this morning. I woke up at 6:40 before the spraying and went back to sleep so the dream came after that. Come to think of it, that’s the longest dream I’ve had taking place in a house I currently live in.

Notes: I had a hard time getting to sleep and woke up multiple unrestful times. x_x Just realized all the dreams but one involved water… I did sorta have to go when I woke up but not that bad. Hm.

Fragment 1: Standing and listening to people talk/play soccer on a field to see who got the techniques a secret way.

Fragment 2: Inazuma Eleven, playing soccer.

-Competition, missing, game-like

Possible inspiration: The last Inazuma Eleven episode I had watched was one before a competition between two teams to see who would go on to do Football Frontier International.

Dream/fragments:

- I was browsing a manga site on somewhere like Tumblr. There was a message warning about hacking on it. I didn’t recognize a lot of the manga but was going to bookmark it anyway. I felt better about it once I saw they had (Katekyo Hitman) Reborn.

Inspiration: For the hacking thing, last night I was updating Pillywiggin on the hacking situation on MAL.

- ‘We’ were standing outside somewhere. An animal had died and we were trying to find something to bury it in. We had a fancy tube, but it was to small, I wondered how it would fit.

One of the characters felt deeply for the death of the animal and was petting it, only it was alive, he was saying ‘there, there’.

Some creatures are after us. A raccoon shows up and leads a pack of them around a column and away from us. We run across some brown grassy plains. I look back and see a bunch of dogs chasing us now! Someone beside me says that they’re friendly. They’re just running after us for fun, and a couple lick at my hands.

- A man is going through papers someone had done, he says it’s good work and goes to meet his ‘student’. He goes outside, and when he spots him the student says something meaningful. The setting is a really pretty garden area/backyard. All Irvin can see is Haruka’s head, and as Irvin gets closer, it’s to see that Haruka is standing in a very clear, small pond of lilypads and grass.

Haruka’s face was really vivid, the style he was drawn in made him seem bigger than in the Free! anime, and the scene was drawn as if it was taken directly from a manga.

- Something about taking on a debt.

Possible inspiration: The column probably came from the dream yesterday. Irvin is from Shingeki no Kyojin, Haruka is from Free! Iwatobi Swim Club.

Fragment 1
[2:00 A.M.]

I just remember asking “am I dreaming?” or something of the like and getting excited, then trying not to let the adrenaline get to me, but I was already waking up and forgetting the dream.

May have involved Inazuma Eleven?

Inspiration: I finished The Power of Creative Dreaming last night before bed, and it got me excited reading about becoming lucid and such even though I wasn’t planning on going for that yet. XP

Fragment 2
[6:41 A.M.]

All I remember is the old man from the ‘drowning will’ dream playing soccer.

Possible inspiration: Probably from thinking that the 2am dream involved Inazuma Eleven.

Couldn’t get back to sleep after that.

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Notes:

Not the best night of sleep ever. ;^; It was hot, and my thoughts were going a little too crazy from all the stuff I’ve been reading on DV. I’m focusing on getting my recall back up and getting to bed at a decent time, but I can’t stop thinking of all these other things I want to learn. I figure it’ll settle down as long as I keep refocusing on what I need to work on now. And I need to remember that I can go down and turn the AC up when it’s that hot…