Short list of what happened (I'll try to explain in better detail later): I was looking in the mirror and had a beard. Jon wore a purple shirt that comes above his chest. It looked ridiculous. He said he got it from the laundry. Jon and Dakota were in the kitchen, as was I, when I seen Mama coming up the drive-way from the window. She tossed a small box at me that had something to do with two languages that was going to be Jon's Christmas present. He tried to get it because he didn't know what it was, but I managed to hide it from him.
Unfortunately my phone has decided to mess up, so I didn't have an alarm. I woke up too late in the day (which was actually just eight-something), the sun was too bright, and so I couldn't take a nap to have a lucid dream. :/ I don't remember much at all, except a bunch of cops were in front of the trailer. They weren't there as cops, though--or at least I don't think they were. Later on, Dakota, Jon, and I were walking up a hill of a cemetery. It was at night.
After writing down the dreams from earlier I took a nap. Note: The dreams from earlier happened in five hours, and the nap occurred ninety minutes later. I don't suppose that I have been working hard enough to set a lucid dream intention, because even though I had a LD it was disappointing, in a way. Almost because of my nightmarish personality in it, and not because I didn't get done what I wanted to (I can do that good stuff tomorrow). I'm not sure how I became lucid; all I know is that I was in the dream and just was. In the dream my mother, Dakota, and Jon all lived together (which is correct). I was in my bedroom doing . . . something, but then the rest of them all went with one of Mama's co-workers for their birthday party. When they were leaving out I looked out a window and Dakota had nailed a fake book to his finger (it was like a piece of jewelry, so imagine it like a very little book that was a ring) and wrote a long message on the ground. I don't remember what it was, but I remember that Jon was telling him he should probably be really careful to make sure that the "ring" didn't get infected. When they were gone I proceeded to choke a cat. Seriously. The poor kitty was terrified but I kept going . . . and then when I guess it just got too scared for me and I felt guilty I turned it into my own dog and kept holding him. He was scared, too, but I kept trying to hold him and comfort him. It worked a little bit, but not much. I believe it was at that point when I wasn't quite sure if I was dreaming anymore. I knew all of that had been real, but I wasn't sure if I had woken up. The more I walked around, however, the heavier I felt, and the more convinced I became that I was indeed still dreaming. I went back into my room to put on a skirt so I could be a whore outside ???????, but instead I went into the girl's bathroom. It was fairly big and was more like the kind of bathrooms that schools and Wal-Mart have. There was a sign at the door that was written to parents about their children acting up, but I didn't pay too much attention. My mother called me, and so I woke up.
There was definitely more to this dream than I can remember. I know that we (Dakota and I) were outside of the trailer park. The place seemed to be a bit more popular than what it actually is, and I think the vice principal of my old high school was in the trailer closest to the road. He was sitting out at the side, on his porch (which doesn't actually exist) when we walked by. I remember that the stars seemed to be doing something strange . . . I believe there was a very detailed constellation of a little girl in the general area that Orion is at these mornings. I'm sure that we were causing some manner of mischief, but I don't know what. After that, at some point I was on either this site or tulpa.info, and someone (a member called Fede, I believe) was talking about lucid dreaming. Side note: I'm very glad that I dreamed about lucid dreaming! Even though I'm really only shooting for LDs during the weekends, I'll be more than happy to have them on the weekdays, too. I had four hours of sleep, so perhaps I should take note of that.
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