Dream 1 Record at 2:10am I'm at a road down linsell bull. I see a police officer and he catches me without a helmet while I'm on my go cart. He smiles and can't believe I'm not wearing a helmet. He walks over towards me and I think about making a run for it but expect that my go cart won't have quick enough acceleration. He sees that I've had a recent fine for the same thing and says that I only just for my license back as of today. I'm pretty pissed off as I knew the fine was going to be another $180. I start to think to myself that I hope this is a dream or I think that as I awaken. Dream 2 Recorded at 8:10am It's night time and I'm at a stadium. There's a group of people who are the siblings of all sorts of famous people. They're all around my age in the mid 20's. They being led out of the stadium and I choose to follow and be apart of them. A small group goes one way and the other the other, I see that the small group is less famous and I follow them. I think they're related to the owner of tackle world. We reach a car and a group hops into the back of a wagon (the boot), which doesn't have seats, it's just a floor. We all cram into the car boot and head off to our destination. As we're driving, some asks me to search for something and I can't figure out how to spell it. I think I even try and write it and it's as if I have fat thumbs and keep pressing the wrong letters. We're all having a laugh about what's happening. I start to feel apart or the group and feel as if I can hang with them. I look look around the car and notice more famous siblings are crammed into the front seat. I think I can see Frasier but can only see the back of his head. Dream 3 Im walking down Blaxland with Dad because we heard off my brother that Jamie Lonen was moving just down the road from us. We look at the house from the outside and seem to think it's alright. We go in for a closer look and see the owner of the house talking to someone at his front door. Dad walks up the drive way and tells the owner he's just having a quick look up the drive way. The owner seems to look as if he thinks Dad is being rude by what he's doing and I somewhat agree. We're back home and it starts to hail pretty heavy, to the point of where it is hailing inside the house which is crazy considering the small size of the hail stones. I see Dad on the couch but he doesn't freak out about the hail stones coming inside. We get a knock on the door and I think I expect it to be Jamie but it ends up being Luke Brey. He's got a pram with him with a child in it. The child looks too old to be still in a pram. Luke looks to be wearing clothes that are fashionable. Dream Fragment: Daryl mentions about a fruit that combats against fat. I think that he's probably seen an advertise on a website and thought it was legit. Side Notes: Very rarely I remember a dream within only an hour or two of sleep.
.../My wife and kids are queuing up at the stadium/... .../It's sort of a Punk concert in front of children under 5 y.o. dressed in colorful clothing. The older one looks like 3 y.o. One of them stage dives and falls really bad. His leg gets stuck close to his head. I'm the only adult there and dressed in black. I want to wear some colored clothing. I notice I'm wearing blue jeans. That's good/... .../Underlining words in a newspaper/...
*Our guest left us early in the morning, no more wine and some more sleep... .../We're in a variant of my cousin's former neighborhood. It looks bigger than usual. My kids are playing running and going to different inner parks of the neighborhood. My wife asks for the little one and starts going nervous. We don't see where she went to play. We start looking for her. I see the older one running on a balcony. I'm still quiet because of there's a couple of parks left to look for. I think she must be there. I see two weird animals standing in front of a house. They move threatening us. They look like big porcupines. We get to the last park and find her, playing with a young girl around a pond. Once we are all together, I want to save some pictures. There's some confusion because of the machine starts to scan the pictures before printing them. I don't get it. The first one is very blurry. One of my daughters shows me she has printed some other pictures first. I think it's a great idea, just print them in stead of scanning first and then printing them! I mess around with the machine... .../There's a talk in my grandparents town. It's about two diseases which spread very quick. They show the whole region is affected with it. There's a pause between the talk. I take advantage of the free time to clarify to my wife, they are exaggerating the situation, due to those diseases, "Uta and Ata" are spread only in the region near the jungle because of the bite of a mosquito. I draw some lines in a map, and show to her, where the jungle zone is, which start to appear in green while I draw the limit lines. It's not too big but once again, some people tend to exaggerate about those kind of stuff I say... .../My cousin's brother got drunk and talks a lot. My aunt serves the food, I'm hungry but we have to wait until he goes to sleep or something. I don't see he's tired at all, and looks like he could talk the whole day. He gets in my aunt-mom room, sits on the floor, and goes on with the drunk chat. The other one of my cousins is in his room with some friends preparing a robot-hand for a science congress. He shows me he will use a rubber glove to cover the electronics. I go to his room which is connected to our university. I see some other friends, although from my school times, preparing another project. It's about an automatic sprinkler. Although it's not working good and a couple of them get severely soaked. They start to play with it in stead of trying to fix it. Another guy, who I don't know, shows a weird musical instrument, which at the beginning seems to fit on the shreds of a guitar. He folds it and starts playing some music that sounds Egyptian. I think it's nice. .../I'm walking on a known passage, when I notice something got broken in the sole of my shoes which doesn't let me freely walk. I find my brothers are doing something with their documents. I show to one of them what's going wrong with my shoe. Then I realize I didn't see him since a long time. I give him a hug, I'm happy I'm seeing him again. I notice he cleans something on his stomach, I think it's a wound or some. We start talking about the news. I ask his opinion about some recent news. We conclude they are exaggerating like the narrator of a football soccer game, then I try to explain those games wouldn't be the same without the narrative. I get confused, trying to explain those guys in front of the TV screen waiting to yell out their victory. He finishes my joke pointing a calm Sunday, we hear the sound of people in the stadium coming out of a TV, when somebody yells "GOOOAL!!". Then I think, they should better go to the stadium if they want to be unnoticed... * Without the fast notes right after waking up after each dream, I wouldn't be able to remember any but the last dream which I would forget along the day too. It was a little bit tedious to start writing down at the beginning once again, but it's getting easier while it turns into a habit again.
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* This day was more complicated. I went late to bed after some cups of wine... .../It's night and I'm running around a stadium. There's strange people around. I see a fake taxi getting too close. I decide to go back. In the way I find some wooden toy wagons. I want to try to finish the round riding one of those. It moves fine, although I go in another direction because of it's fun to turn it with my thought. I end inside a supermarket at the end of an irregular queue. I get to a better position in the queue, close to the cash register. The guy behind me doesn't like what I did and he's decided to tell the cashier to take me out of the queue. He points at me while asks the other people if they saw what I did. I'm feeling a little bit embarrassed, although I will try not to pay attention to him... * The importance about this dream is that I'm starting to make connections between the dreamscapes from other dreams which took place in the same "city". I didn't realize until now, that I could build some sort of map of the whole city which could help me to move better when I get lucid and don't know "where to go". * After waking up from that dream, I tried to WILD, lying on my side with my arms in front of me, due to some times the dream started when I was lying in the same position although looking at my arms very clear. .../I'm lying on the sofa when I feel one tooth moving out from its place. I wake up and go to the bathroom. I want to rinse my mouth out. I feel the blood starting to flow. When I get into the bathroom I see the window is open and an old friend of mine, a black cat who lived in the creepy lady's house, is there. I want to turn on the light, although I can't push the switch correctly due to the rush. I try it once more but this time I don't find the switch in the middle of the dark. I see the cat taking a walk inside the bath when I remember he used to do some nasty things to mark his territory. I don't want him to mark his territory on the laundry basket! So I gently tell him to go away, with some drops of water. He goes out through the window... * Nap after work... ...driving in a highway... ...residual porn advertisement on the screen when I close a window... ...drops of water falling on a light-green and pink leaf... .../my oldest daughter, climbs on the furniture, jumps and fall on her knees. It makes a loud noise. I want to draw her attention... .../I hear somebody getting into the house. I wake up and hear something on the floor has broken. I see one of its wooden planks is broken. I want to see how much is it broken. It's about to fall inside a hole beneath the floor. I hold it carefully and see how deep is the hole. It's not too deep. I'm interesting to explore there, but first I have to see who got in the house... * Sometimes I dream about this place where we moved a couple of years ago.
Updated 05-07-2014 at 12:41 PM by 18736
Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid Lucid #194: Bold Talk I have a false awakening where I really need to pee and I head into a darkened restroom with urinals along the wall. It looks like something that you’d find in the lobby of a nice hotel or a fancy restaurant. I remember that I fell asleep at home, so this all seems really odd, but when you’ve got to go, you’ve got to go. I start using the urinal for a bit when it occurs to me that I might be dreaming. Everything feels oddly realistic, so I stop, suddenly afraid that I’m wetting the bed. There’s a single sink in this restroom with a mirror over it. I walk up to the mirror and see my bleary-eyed self staring back. I bring up my hand for a nose pinch and so does my double. When I breathe right through my pinched fingers, I’m finally sure that this is a dream. I walk out through the restroom door into a sports stadium that seems to be made up of a bunch of crisscrossed steel girders. On the outside of the stadium I can see huge red letters that are backward (from my perspective) and seem to spell out something like “B E A R S”. I look closer and now the letters are oriented to face me and spell “M E T S”. Taking a glass door leading outside brings me to a large, covered pavilion filled with DCs standing around chatting and holding fountain drinks. I decide that I want another crack at Task of the Year, so I try to take command: “Listen up everyone!” They all stop what they’re doing and turn to face me. “You will all help me do task of the year.” I get this sudden feeling of paranoia and add, “And none of you will attack me!” Agh, shut up, man, nobody’s thinking of attacking you! The DCs return to going about their business and walk past me, the pavilion area quickly thinning out until there are just a handful of people in there beside me. I start trying to work a magic lamp summon for the Aladdin Task of the Year but the dream collapses before I have any success.
Dream Notes I was in a place that looked like rural New Mexico in the middle of the desert. Denise was trying to find me and was driving around. When she'd get close, I'd shine a laser at a nearby home and it would make a sound that would make Denise think I was there. Cars started showing up and it was some sort of gathering. I ran from my hiding place and found more houses. I entered one and it was abandoned. I looked around the kitchen to make sure the house was safe. Suddenly I see a group starting to enter the house. They come in and put their gun on the counter and I do the same. They ask if I checked the house and I said partially. We explore the house and spirits start attacking us. We can't see it but someone tells me where to shoot and I do. I see blood and I keep shooting where the person tells me to. The spirit then appears and is dying. She's an ugly girl with mossy-like skin. I shoot her again and she says I'm gonna see her again in the death realm. She gets up and I punch her but it doesn't affect her. After thinking about this for a bit. I think the person telling me where to shoot might have been my dream guide. I'm not completely sure though. In my other dream, I dreamt that I was in a big stadium with a game going on. The stage was pretty empty and I recognized people I went to school with in Venezuela. I ordered a hotdog and remember seeing Jebrineth.
Updated 03-18-2014 at 07:42 PM by 67773
Dream 1(fragments): I was playing some video game and there was some volcanic area. Dream 2(fragments): A team of heroes was fighting a team of elite enemies on some kind of stadium. One of elites was weird guy that was really good at getting behind and snapping necks. Dream 3(fragments): Something about a tower and alchemy.
Dream 1(fragments): Was playing some video game where stuff was happening in some city. Dream 2: I was in some futuristic building and i was with a group and we were searching something. There was alot of talk and we have found some information and weapons. Then we went to a mess hall and we started discussing about this place while waiting for food, and in the end figured out that we were in the future. Then we talked to some people around the place and checked out a big room made of sandstone. Then we have reached huge cylindric metallic area with slightly purple walls. It was apparently a space port and there was a long set of ramps around it, leading out. I got quite tired while walking those but then i switched to quadruped stance and found out that it's much easier to move like that, and faster too. Upon exiting the area i've found out that we were in the park now(One that i visited often IWL), but alot of things were changed because future. We have followed one of the paths while enjoying natural scenery, there were also occasional people with rather big dogs on the way and for some reason dogs tried to stay away from me. Soon we have reached abandoned stadium place, which actually changed the most, it was kind of different stadium now and upon entering it kinda generated small room with leafy textures and a few trees and we suddenly had minecraft bows. There were a few targets that we had to hit and there was also rather huge minecraft chicken that had actually same behavior as normal mc chicken. Then place kinda expanded and there were tropical trees and a sea.
This is the first of two lucid dreams from the morning of September 6, 2013. Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid Lucid #143: This Life or the Next I'm sitting on a carpeted floor with my oldest son E. There's an IT guy here that I used to work with (who we'll call "Nick Burns"). The interesting thing is that Nick Burns is trying to sleep hanging upside-down from a light fixture like a bat. I believe that he's doing this in order to induce a lucid dream. I tell E that it's not necessary to go to such lengths in order to have a lucid dream. Talking about lucid dreaming makes me wonder whether I'm dreaming, so I nose pinch and become lucid. I get moving immediately, walking to the adjacent room, which is nearly featureless apart from a deep, square-shaped window. It looks like it's daylight outside, and I'm up a bit off the ground, maybe the 4th or 5th story. I phase out through the glass and the scene changes to nighttime. No, it's daylight, I think and the scene changes to early morning. I'm flying over a quiet town where all of the buildings are one or two stories, all shorter than the one that I just emerged from. The oddball in this whole scene is some kind of football stadium. (American football.) I fly toward the field to find a football game going on. I want to change the scene to the Colosseum, and I have this idea that I'll start reciting a line from Gladiator to help the scene form the way that I want. As I'm flying down toward the field, I recite Maximus' badass line to Commodus about how "I will have my vengeance, in this life or the next." By the time I land on the field, I've transformed into a full gladiator outfit and I'm holding a gladius. The football players on the field mill about in confusion. I announce that "this place needs to turn into the Colosseum." I wave the gladius around my head a little bit for emphasis. The football players seem a little put off by this and begin to wander away from the field. Nearby there's an old man in thick-framed glasses holding a microphone. Over the microphone, he declares that "there's been a little problem on the field, folks." The scene isn't transforming the way that I want, so I focus on the ground, thinking that I'll turn it to sand and work from there. The floor of the football stadium is made of some kind of bright blue carpet. I rub my hands over it for a while, willing it to become sand, but it stubbornly refuses. I stand up, wondering what to do. A young woman, short, Hispanic, mid-20s, walks nearby. I'm trying to formulate some kind of leading question to get her to help me but the fact that I am confused and the fact that she is distractingly good-looking are making it tough for me to know what to say. Plus I'm self-conscious that I'm dressed as a gladiator. I'm too tongue-tied to say anything. As she walks away, I examine my surroundings again and notice that the stadium has transformed into an open-air restaurant, putting me even further away from my goals. Okay, new idea. I step outside to a quiet street with a trickle of pedestrian traffic. I imagine that the Colosseum is over the next line of buildings, then I start flying again. As I'm gaining altitude, though, the dream ends.
It's been a while since I had a WILD and this one had by far the most violent transition I've experienced yet. Kinda cool! Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid Lucid #124: The Rodeo I've been awake a while post-WBTB and I feel anxious "Am I ever gonna sleep?" thoughts creeping in. I roll to my side, relax my mind, and try to focus on hypnagogia while counting backward in a style like "100... I'm dreaming... 99... I'm dreaming..." Around the low 90s, I feel something like a thump in my head and then a loud crackle of electricity, followed by the sensation of shaking. My WILD transitions are usually very low-profile, so this surprises me. The whole thing is jolting but more exciting than unpleasant. I try to stay relaxed, prepared for the possibility of more weirdness. Now everything is dark and I hear voices whispering in my ear. It's a bit creepy, but I know that this is normal and that I'm probably beginning to dream. I imagine myself oozing out of bed OBE-style. My body stretches like a piece of rubber, my feet meet the floor, and I'm standing in my bedroom. I'm wearing my orange-tinted safety glasses instead of my sleep mask, so it's really, really obvious that this is a dream. Everything is dark, jumpy, and unstable. My body is moving too quickly and I keep crashing into things. I look at myself in the mirror and I can make out the shape of a man but visual quality is so low that I can't see much beyond that. I drift into the master bathroom and run straight into the counter. Then I float back to the master bedroom, going too far and wind up standing right over Wife. I reach down and touch her hip and shoulder and try to get myself anchored, but when she stirs I feel bad thinking about her DC waking up to see a creepy ghost looming over her. The whole scene feels only half-painted. Okay, let's just get out of here. I run for the window. The shutters are closed, but I dive through, phasing into the void and then immediately rubbing my hands together to keep things stable. I kneel down and touch the floor, which feels like it's covered with dirty industrial carpet. I try to shift this toward being the sand of the Colosseum's floor, and as I keep touching it, it starts to feel more and more like a really dirty carpet. Hoping this is close enough, I start to imagine the arena all around me. Now I can see my hands brushing over patterned, dimly illuminated carpet. The lighting is poor, and without thinking I look up to see that I'm inside a dark, empty stadium. I can't tell where the light's coming from but just at the edge of the light, I can vaguely make out empty stands. I remember podcasting about low light and I try to use my own advice of imagining how bright it is, but can't find any light source. I look hopelessly up at the ceiling, feeling embarrassed that I can't even make my own suggestion work. Okay, next idea, also from the podcast: quit worrying about it. I jump up and start flying around the stadium, looking for people in the stands. There -- a group of 3 or 4 about halfway up. I keep circling, spotting more and more people. And as I look for them, the light in the scene grows to accomodate my expectations. After doing this for a while, there's a healthy crowd gathered in the stands and the scene is well-lit. Happy with this change, I land to find workers scurrying back and forth on the stadium floor preparing it for some kind of event. Everyone's in Western wear, and when I check, the crowd is too! It looks like they're putting on a rodeo in this stadium. An announcer, a man in his late 40s with a bushy mustache and a cowboy hat, is under the spotlight and speaking into a microphone to warm up the crowd. I forget what he says, but they think he's great, and they cheer wildly at his words. I approach him and he holds the microphone up to me. "Uh," I say. "I want to turn this into the Colosseum." He replies into the microphone, warmly but firmly: "No can do, boss." The crowd applauds. I think about forcing the change anyway, but I feel overwhelmed by the scope of the task. I just can't seem to build up the confidence that I need. I wander out through an exit hall, leaving the rodeo behind me. I'm outside now and it's night. I walk through a narrow street, emerging near a restaurant patio. I'm close to the ocean. I see the water and I can hear the sound of the surf. Nearby a woman talking on her cellphone glances up at me, gives me a nod of acknowledgement, and walks away, still talking. I walk along the oceanside road for a little while, coming to a shopping center. A dark-haired woman in her late 20s approaches me. "Hi!" she says. I notice that she has a somewhat upturned nose. I also notice that I'm finding her very cute. "I'm looking for the Colosseum," I tell her. "Can you show me where it is?" "Oh, I'm really sorry! I have no idea where that is." I feel discouraged and stuck. I tell her about my Colosseum goal and she nods along with my explanation. I no longer know what my plans are for this dream. Somehow I wind up telling her that I want to kiss her, she says go ahead, and so I do. As I'm kissing her (eyes open, dream stabilization style), I see three younger girls ranging from maybe 8-14 or so watching us with expressions ranging from horror to mild amusement. I notice that these three have her same upturned nose. Are they her little sisters? Her kids? Feeling embarrassed and a little confused, I pull away. "Bye!" she says brightly, and the four of them wander off together. I continue through the shopping center, coming to a slightly darker hallway with shops on each side and a planter with a large palm tree in the middle of it. I hear Indian music coming from somewhere down the hallway, and as I walk toward the music, the dream ends.
I tryied playing some Myst during my WBTB and it seems like it had a serious influence on my dream content and possibly my lucidity. Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid Lucid #122: Myst I'm walking through an underground chamber with smooth stone walls and a very high ceiling. I hop up onto a ledge and start walking along it when it occurs to me that I'm probably dreaming. The environment looks very sharp and my awareness feels high. I take the time to assess the visual quality of the scene -- it's completely lifelike. I walk on the ledge, which wraps around the entire room before leading me out through an exit door. I'm in a narrower hallway now. There's a low tunnel on my right and I decide that it will lead me to the Colosseum for Task of the Year. As I'm watching it, though, I feel like the ceiling of the tunnel has gotten lower. Before I can dismiss this idea, it totally takes over and the tunnel's floor and ceiling close together, sealing it off completely. I move on, passing through another broad, high chamber like the first one. This leads into a rougher-looking tunnel that cuts back and forth several times at 45-degree angles, very different from the clean, precise right angles of the earlier rooms. The tunnel opens up at the end and I can see what looks like the inside of a baseball stadium. It's not exactly the Colosseum, but I feel like I can make it work. I manage to get just into the stadium area but the dream ends.
Someone in my dream was annoying me. I know he/she is someone in sport Stadium in Tehran. People in my dream thought he/she is a friend of mine that has psychological illness. But he/she wasn't. He/she just was a bad guy who I want to make revenge. So I decided to go there by metro (subway). When I went to subway I saw something very interesting. All the metro passengers were my friends. But we didn't talk together a word. It was interesting I mixed up although I have gone to stadium by metro many times... So I asked subway assistant. He was very kind to me. “If you want to take your friend to psychologist you should go hard to hard”, He said. I don’t know what his mean was. I don’t know what the meaning of “hard to hard” is! In this time I saw a friend of mine (name: Hemmat) in a room in subway eating watermelon… I remember a sentence in my dream that said: “foolish people are psychological ill that can’t be cure.”
I was with Hannah in some kind of small stadium full of girls from my school. In the center of the stadium was what seemed like a tiny, treeless island, and the only way to get there was to cross a narrow metal bridge. Hannah and I went over to the island out of curiousity, and many others followed. What we found there was a large group of young children, apparently on a field trip, and a bunch of bushes shaped like Disney characters. We decided that was enough adventure for one day and went back. Almost immediately after we did, the bridge got so crowded that everyone still on the island was stuck. Hannah and I sat and watched as those in charge attempted to sort out the situation.
Me and some family drive through a wooded area in the rv. When we get to a dead end there is a thrashed bike there, we then turn right & now we are in a small black car, we are driving into to some sort of an event, there is a stadium bowl, with the outer balconies completely covered in people, and a line all the way from the stadium entrance to the large parking lot. I think "oh crap are we going to have to wait in this long line", but then my grandma turns into one of the 2 driveway entrances that are between the 2 lines of people, then I wonder why I even doubted my grandma. As we're slowly driving towards the entrance, a woman stops us and asks us if we can take her teen daughter to the entrance also, then the daughter turns around and argues with her mom about how embarrassing it is and how she's gone up to the entrance by herself before, so while they argue, we just drive away. We get to the entrance and go inside. It looks like a hotel registration, there is a table with cards, I watch grandma pick one up and begin to fill it out with random numbers. Then sudden;y I'm by myself back in the wooded area, I don't remember the way we got here so I can't back track so I decide to go to the stadium and hopefully someone I know is there. I walk to the dead end and decide to take the trashed bike to ride it to the stadium, when I get to the hotel registration door I throw the bike to the side then enter the building. There is a small line at the card table, everybody in line gives me a dirty look, then I see in my peripherals a older woman and her teen daughter who entered after me trying to walk faster than me to get ahead of me in line, so I bust out into a run and beat them to it, and I know they're giving me dirty looks from behind so I turn around and get in their face and tell them "I don't give looks, I punch faces", then they look to the ground and act like nothing happened. Then I turn back forward and talk to the two girls in front of me I tell them hello and they say hello back, I can tell one is genuine while the other is fake. When it's our turn at the registration table, the two girls go to one end of the table and pick a card up to fill out, and I go to the other end and I place my cellphone one the table, as I do that I know the fake girl snags my cellphone so I tell her to give me it back, she acts like she doesn't know what I'm talking about, so I grab her cellphone that is sitting on the table and motion like I'm going to throw to the ground, then she panics and gives ion and hands me back my cellphone, but she has a stupid smug look on her face so I throw her cellphone at her face. I pick up one of the cards from the table and a pen, but I try to remember the numbers but I can't so I tell the person behind the table that my family has already filled one of these out and she enthusiastically say "oh well let me check the computer for them" while she does that my family appears and tells me to go with them. So we go and walk through another door, we have to choose our own room, I go into to on to the left, it's got 2 beds and ramones shirt laying every where, I tell them this is a good one, but they don't want it, they go to the room to the right, I tell them the one at the end is good and has 2 beds as well, but my uncle say we are getting this one in the front, but I can't believe it because it has only one bed and no wall for blocking off the lobby, just a small curtain, I tell him soon all the sports fans will be in line in the lobby and as I say that they come in and teenage boys keep peeking in to the curtain, and I tell my uncle "you see! they're already peeping toms", but my uncle say its fine they wont even though they already are. So I call him a dumb ass then walk to the lobby worker and ask him if there is a solution to this problem and he says yes, there is a pullout wall, I say thank goodness and walk back to the shitty room to tell them, then my uncle say's "see it works out", and I say "yeah no thanks to your dumb ass." Then suddenly we are at my grandmas house for dinner and we're still bickering and my damn sister in law just busts into it like it's any of her business so I leave the tools to argue amongst their selves with their idiotic points and go into the living room with my niece and we eat candy and the hard candies taste so horrible and bitter but the chewy candy tastes so sweet like watermelon.
Nowhere near a success, but at least the Task of the Year is on my mind! Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid Lucid #53: The Cestus I’m in a bathroom, looking for a stall to use. I don't feel desperate, but I'm not being very careful as I swing one open. Inside I find a guy standing there peeing right into the drain on the floor. I bleat, "Sorry! Sorry!" as I try to hurriedly close the door. But unfortunately, the stall door has completely disappeared, leaving me no escape from this excruciating situation. I’m embarrassed for him peeing into the drain like a barbarian and I’m embarrassed for me throwing open the door like an idiot. I stand there marinating in the awkwardness for a moment before it becomes so painful that I have a false awakening into... ...the same bathroom. I don't buy that I woke up in a bathroom, and I become lucid. The bathroom is empty now and I’m standing by a sink looking into a mirror. I note that the stall doors are all closed again and that I badly need a shave. I cannot handle the idea of leaving a bathroom without washing my hands, so I'm glad that the faucet works. I don't see soap anywhere but fortunately I manage to get over this. I head outside into the hall and it looks like the hallway of a dark hotel, deep blue carpeting and flickering fluorescent lights. I can go left or right and I choose left. When I head to the left, though, I see a writhing black cloud of smoke at the end of the hall. It looks like the smoke monster from Lost. I mutter, “I’ll pass...” and head back the other way down the hall. The electric lights flicker for a moment and then the whole scene starts to darken and press down on me. I rub my hands together and the details feel real, down to the deadlift calluses at the pinky, ring, and middle finger joints. When I do this, there’s an electric crackle and the lights come back on. I walk for a long way down the hall but somehow it just seems to get longer and longer. I want to either find a DC for basic Task of the Month or get to Rome for the Colosseum battle Task of the Year. I start to feel fretful that I'm going nowhere and the scene fades to black. I feel it coming, though, and I relax and prep for DEILD. Another scene begins to form. I’m walking through a concrete structure that looks like a parking garage or the innards of a stadium. I’m wearing something like a cestus, a nasty-looking, studded leather wrapping around my hand. This isn’t the Colosseum, but I feel like I can turn this into the “Europe” Task of the Year. I’m armed and the location seems like something I could massage into the Colosseum with a little effort. But I notice that I feel like I’m no longer able to breathe. The breath simply doesn't feel like it's coming anymore. I know it has to be an illusion but the sensation is terrifying. I try to relax and wait for this to play itself out but some part of me panics and I wake up.
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