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Tuesday, August 20 8:00

Mom and dad are on some sort of long trip while I'm at the house, with Tori, one of our dogs. The thing is, our "home" is different than it is IRL; the layout is completely different, the landscape is different, and the yard has a large metal fence enclosing it. When my parents finally return, I have to do some sort of work outside--but it's very late, and eventually I come inside. When i do, my grandpa is there; he's lying on the floor like he's drunk or something...

And that's all I remember :s


~SilverWolf~

Thursday 8/8/13

Last night bed 12am - 7:30am

As I was falling asleep, I thought I'll try to have a DILD that night. So I was looking at back of my eyelids while saying "I'm dreaming".
I thought I got lucid 2 times last night in a DILD. But there was no excitement and I'm leaning towards these being false lucids.

DR 1 - I'm on a street car/trolley, going up slight hill. I sit on the driver's side, by the window. I'm marveling at the architecture of tall buildings with red tile roofs in typical Korean/Japanese style. I'm thinking how cool it would be if it was North Korea, but I know it could also be South Korea. That's when I realize I forgot my camera again (this is becoming a recurring issue for 20 years now).

I hear the tram's bell ringing and we switch to going backwards. I'm not worried, thinking trains do that sometimes. But then I see the guy in front of me looking back with worry and lady on my right is kinda screaming.

I look back and as we are rolling backwards, a truck that's all silver chrome is coming up the hill. It is just a few feet away and I cradle my head to brace for impact. I'm trying to think how else to protect myself and I move my leg a little to different position. At the same time I know we are gonna hit, but we will be ok.

We end up not colliding after all. But we start rolling again, I look back, and there is an elefant coming up tha hill, just a few feet from the back of the trolley. Some light purple liguid is squirting from his feet to the ground, as a street sweeper truck. Again, people scream, I brace, but we don't crash.

DR 2 - I'm sitting at the table with two man. Son and father. They are dressed in black. I'm still in North Korea. They cooked a feast for me and I feel so bad, because I know they have very little and don't want them to give it to me. There is a boiled/grilled chicken quarterd up on a tray, and something that looks unapetizing, like soft brains or something. One of the man lifts from the chair and in broken english tells me that that dish or recipe is from his grandfater. I'm telling him not to give me a lot, but he says "eh, no, here is another scoop" and puts another spoonful of goop on my plate. I start eating the chicken but I know I have to eat the other thing too as not to offend them.

One of the man walks by with an IV bag for his son.

That's when I say "hey, you guys, this is a dream, I'm in a lucid dream. That's when you realize in your dream that you are dreaming". With these words I'm already standing at the window, one leg out the window and a smile on my face. I fly off.

I cross the street and enter a buildng. I'm fying through some corridors and large rooms of what looks like an underground warehouse. I'm still in North Korea and I thing police is after me now. I'm flying between and over some large stacks of pallets, looking for a corner for me to hide in.

But nobody is rushing after me so I decide to get out of there. I'm stopping at crossroads and looking around, then turning to direction where the most light is coming from.

I'm out of the warehouse, flying up some short stairs, ending up in a large marbled hallway with deli shops. I thinking if this is still North Korea and I feel bad for all people there who are not privileged enough to shop and eat there.

I'm sitting someplace when I say "oh, this is still a dream". not sure what I did after. I feel like I was fighting to retain lucidity.

4 a.m.

I was looking down the road at night. I think the place is EDSA. I walked a bit.

8 a.m.

I was in the mall, meeting people. There are a lot of foreigners. I think we're going to have a trip. I saw a Caucasian woman across the street.

07-16-2013 -- I find myself driving around in Cambridge, England (at first) though slowly it morphs to London, England. I have no map, I just seem to know the general layouts of the streets from all my past dreams here. While I am still in Cambridge, I find myself thinking I might go visit Diane Farrow for a bit (the person who provided a room for me while I spent a sememster studying in England). I think she is just a couple blocks away, but as I am traversing those couple blocks, the shift to London occurs.

I am soon driving up a hill in a little yellow car, but end up having to stop because there is a lorry sprawled across the roadway unloading Subway sandwiches for the large church we are driving past, but doing so very slowly. I am considering trying to back up out of the area, but a huge tractor trailer has pulled up behind me, and he is already trying to back up, and pulverising a couple of parked cars in the process, so I think I'd just better wait a bit. Soon the Bobbies have arrived, and are threatening the unloaders to get a move-on, so things finally start to clear up.

As I head further up the hill and prepare to make a right turn from the right lane I am in to the right lane of the street I am turning on, I am mentally congratulating myself for remembering to drive on the left. [I'm not, I'm driving on the right but calling it the left. But so is everybody else in the dream, so eh ....] Soon I have parked the car (in London? Now I know I am dreaming) and am walking along on foot, considering inexpensive things like walking tours, since I have somehow made this trip to England with almost no money. Dale has found a church where they will let us sleep in the pews at night, but right now it is the middle of the day, and they are about to provide a meal.

There are some odd theme park-like queue lines that involve climbing up and around scenery, and somehow Dale has gotten several places ahead in line, and I am trying to catch up. Oddly, somebody behind me in the line starts to cut my hair, trimming out the oddly dyed pink bits that I somehow know I got in another dream, even if I can't remember such a dream.

I'm now around the back side of the church, wandering around two or three large buildings, and the queues have dispersed and Dale is not in sight, so I am trying to figure out where to go. The building directly ahead of me somehow looks a bit too fancy to be where destitute tourists would eat, so I keep walking, and soon find myself right behind a guard who seems to be preparing for a visit from the queen, and is really starting to question my presence here. He eventually sics a large German Shepherd on me, and I end up wrestling with the dog, but he doesn't really try to hurt me, just chews on my hand a little bit, and is a friendly sort ... to me.

Soon I find I have circled the entire building, and am back near the posh entrance that I doubted was the right one. This time I continue up to the entrance and find myself in a sort of buffet line, being offered all kinds of meat that might be somewhat common in England, but it much less so in America, such as venison, lamb and the like. But I never do catch up with Dale.

07-15-2013 -- I am standing around Fullerton College, visiting with people and talking to Neville Longbottom. He needs to find a way to make money, and somebody suggests a high-stakes poker game, but he declines, saying he knows how they collect what they are owed if you lose money, and he needs all his limbs, thank-you-very-much! I try to make a joke, saying maybe he ought to try testing new drugs. I did, made a lot of money, and it never had any effect on me, ::spasm, seizure, drool:: but it falls flat. Never was very good at telling jokes.

Unfortunately, talking about the tough guys seems to bring them about, and they are suddenly after us, even without losing in any high-stakes poker matches. In the process of running from them, we find ourselves in the world of the Wheel of Time, being chased by dark friends as we try to both protect and limit some of the control of the Aes Sedai, while behind us there is a ring where midget wrestling is going on. I don't know why, but every single midget hates every single non-midget, and they are all trying to attack us every chance they get, while we defend ourselves as best we can while trying to ensure nobody gets seriously hurt.

Eventually I escape from that mess, and do a little travel that leaves me arriving in a small sea port where there are lots of small stalls selling sea-related items like carp and sardines and nets and things. There is also a huge six-floor branch of Harrod's, which seems tremendously out of place in this tiny harbor. I am considering going inside and looking for travel guides, which I have decided I want to collect. Soon I have moved inland a little bit, and find myself standing on a slight slope leading to the entrance of some ancient stone works, or perhaps some kind of coal mine, and somehow I know I am somewhere in Gloughchester or Glastonbury or some such area in England.

i had to put together some christmas-themed gift bags for my classmates. i was walking to the dollar store, which i understood was in downtown toronto although the area seemed more suburban. it was sunny outside and obviously not winter. i entered the dollar store, which was more like a warehouse. i wandered around for a long time looking for gifts. i purchased some small things. i had to be careful because i didn't have much money. one area contained some creepy old dollhouse furniture. i left this area and found out that my boyfriend was here. we looked at stuff together. i found a pair of fleece pants with airbrushed bears, owls and eagles on them and i thought they were amazing, but the tag said 'size 46' and i didn't know if anyone in my class was that large.

there was a 'computer room' in the warehouse and i wanted to use my computer for some reason. i tried to turn it on but the screen was blank. a tall guy was laughing at me.

i decided to leave, so i walked a block over to the other dollar store. i hadn't gone inside when i realized that i didn't tell my boyfriend that i left. i sat down on an outdoor bench outside of a bar and tried to get wifi on my phone. i sent him a message but i wasn't sure if it went through.

then i saw a bus and i got on it for some reason. the bus took me back home in about a minute (it would be at least an hour in real life!) and i felt really bad that i had left my boyfriend in toronto.

Wednesday, 6/19/13

last night bed 11:30

DR1 - 4:18am
I'm waiting in the line at the airport. Thinking they should have checked my passports already, before they check some other document. Then I see that the officer in front of me checks both. It's my turn. Another officer out of the both asks for my passport. I give it to him. He asks about an orange/blue piece of string he can see on my shoulder. I tell him it's from repairing the zipper on the pocket of my orange/blue jacket. And I also had other pockets reinforced. I know that may sound suspicious to him, and it does. Then they talk about codes on my ticket. It used to mean Budapest or Bratislava, but now it means Brussels. I guess those are the via airports.

DR 7:55am
I'm poor. Living with a poor family. We are going to look for a new place to live. It's in the basement of a school. We walk through halls full of students until we come to small, dark room, with dry leaves in the corner and on the small window that's up high, like a basement window would be.

Then we have people bringing some food items and shampoo and stuff. Sux to be poor.

06-19-2013 -- [This may have all been one dream or two or three that kind of flowed together. Either way, it works, so I am listing it as one dream.] I am in Buena Park near the mall, trying to walk to McDonald's to get some food, and mom is here catching a bus, so I just stop to kind of say hello. Unfortunately, there are a lot of people here, and when the bus stops, I am caught up in the crowd and kind of forced aboard. I don't have quite enough money for the fare and am afraid of getting in trouble, but the bus driver doesn't even seem to notice, and isn't worried about it.

I end up standing at the front of the bus, holding on to the railing and talking to the driver, though I am afraid he is going to be mad at the distraction. But he is explaining how they now routinely have security people on the bus watching everything else, so all the driver has to worry about is driving, and he can manage to talk to the passengers easily enough. I'm just kind of soaking it all in, learning what I can since I will soon be a bus driver myself. We just drive along, talking, though in the back of my mind I know I need to get off the bus soon, since I never planned to get on in the first place.

But somehow at some point the driver changes, and it is now a kind of large black woman (think Ros from Night Court or thereabouts) who is very late on the route, (like an hour or more) and is really stressing out about it. She has been ordered to just drive as fast as she can without stopping to let passengers on or off, so she can catch up with the route, which means I'm not able to get off the bus for quite a while. She finally makes it to Bolsa (which IIRC was actually out toward the beach, but in the dream is somewhere down near the Mall of Orange), which has her back on schedule, and we're finally able to exit, but she seems to take great joy in telling me there are no McDonald's in the area to eat at.

So I get off the bus, and find myself wondering how I am ever going to get back to Orlando, especially since I am in Washington or one of the Carolinas (no idea how, dream switch) but I find myself standing outside a fenced in back yard and listening to voices I recognize. Turns out I have found myself standing outside the back yard of the Kingslands. I can hear Chyanne and Cheryl talking, and soon Chy's mom appears and is walking toward me to let me into he back yard. Oddly enough, there seems to be no house, but she leads me down a ladder or some stairs into what almost seems to be a sort of storm cellar, which is where they live, now.

There are several puppies around, jumping all over people and licking them, and part of the discussion is about how they just got the kids backs (somehow in the dream they were taken away for a while, because of the overcrowding in the cellar, but it seems the issue was eventually resolved), and so they are running around, too. Chy is talking about how it happened because they were put under some sort of curse, and she is preparing a ritual to break the curse. It requires building a fire in the fire place with 42 sticks, and I am helping to put the sticks into the fireplace. I've just got the last of the 42 in there when Shane (is that right? Been a while) comes up with more sticks trying to add them. I try to stop him, but Chy explains there needs to be at least 42 sticks, but more will not hurt.

After that is finished, Chyanne and Cheryl are getting ready to go to work, and they work as seers, trying to tell the future for folks. But they are being sent to work in a small desert community, an area very different from where they usually work. As they are getting ready, Joel arrives home, and he is complaining about how his work has been forcing him to work next to a shoe store for the last few days, and today he almost caved in and went binge shoe shopping, an addiction he has been fighting against, as it caused their last bankruptcy. We're trying to convince him he doesn't need hundreds of fancy pairs of shoes. Leave that for the women.

So soon we're off at the desert, where the seers are somehow trying to stop and capture a gang of crooks. The whole thing is turning into a live version of Runescape, and this is part of a quest involving a lost desert that is separate from the Kharidian desert. We have to capture these thugs and take them back to the Kharidian desert, where we'll help set up a new 'gang' to challenge the current ones in the desert. It seems kind of like a human version of the See No Evil quest, where you reestablish monkeys in the desert. I can remember bits of the sawmill Runescape dream I had, and I think that quest somehow helped lead to this one. I've already done these, but I am glad to help my friends in completing these quests as well.

Oddly enough, the person who is going to lead this new gang is John Barrowman, who is a new Runescape player, though he hopes to advance well in the game. But oddly, he took the acting job of leading this gang without realizing it was part of a Runescape quest, so I get to explain it to him. He's been given a script to work with, and I am glancing at it, and it is actually a sort of a Runescape encyclopedia, about three inches thick, filled with hundreds of pages of small print, explaining the entire history, content, and future plans for the desert storylines in Runescape.

There are two vans that are going to be used to transport the newly caught thugs back to the main desert, and John is driving one of them. Somebody from the Buena Park First Church of the Nazarene is driving the second one, and as we are getting ready to drive off, my friend Dale walks up. He explains he has been hired to be the 'security' person to keep an eye on the passengers for this trip. He also doesn't realize that this is all part of a Runescape quest, and I don't have the chance to tell him before we begin the trip.

So we're driving back to the main desert (or perhaps the Church in Buena Park, not sure which), and about halfway through the trip, Dale joins me in our van. He also has the big, thick encyclopedia, but he hasn't had any chance to read it. I am explaining how this is all a Runescape quest to both him and John Barrowman, and trying to get them ready for what is coming. I've been poking around in the thing, and realize that this quest will lead directly into the wonderful quest that I dreamed about a few months ago, that involve setting up the new gang, and in the process, infiltrating a temple in the desert, dedicated to sexual adventures. (That was a very pleasant dream, though I don't know if it ever got posted.) I'm thinking to myself that John will greatly enjoy that quest, and also probably be very popular in it, but I am wondering how much Dale is not going to like possibly being involved in the one and only x-rated Runescape quest.

We're nearly there (at the corner of Orangethorpe and Stanton, I think) when we have a blowout on the vehicle we're driving, and John pulls us into a service station where they can change the tire. The vehicle we're driving has changed from a van to either a bus or a big rig (or possibly one of those odd buses that is a big rig) and the thing is being jacked up very high to work on it. Oddly, though the blown tire is removed easily, getting the replacement tire on the rim seems to involve having all the new thugs hold the tire against the rim, and then run it as hard and as fast as they can against a wall, trying to force the tire onto the rim. Very odd method of trying to do it.

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06-19-2013 -- [Almost forgot this one, then it popped back into mind.] I find myself at Fullerton College in the 500 building, in a very weird situation. It is half college, half high school. I am both attending the school as a student, and getting ready to do some teaching. Outside the building, I run into Julie Davey, my journalism professor, and she is both attending as a student and teaching as well.

Part of the high school thing is a daily class schedule, as opposed to the M-W-F and T-Th style schedules, and there is a math class that is first period, and I am hoping to make it on time and manage to pass the class for once, but almost immediately, I find myself with Julie as she is about to lead us in to a tour of the remodeled Hornet Newspaper office (I've dreampt of the remodeling several times, recently), except I look away for a moment and have fallen way behind, as she leads new students through different parts of the tour.

I am standing by Julie's office, while she is down the hall showing off the basic journalism classroom (518, was it?), before she comes back to the Hornet office (which is the expanded room 512). Though the main room of the Hornet is about the same size as always, the small rooms all have doors and are much larger than they used to be. Julie's office is also much larger. So somehow I am almost more of a visitor than part of the newspaper staff, and I don't know most of the staff, as it seems to be a new generation, but I am still hoping to end up doing some stories and full-page spreads, as I just kind of wander around the rooms.

Saturday, 6/8/13

Last night bed 9:30pm

DR 11:30 pm - Long dream about becoming lucid and going about having fun in a LD. I'm assuring myself that I'm not scared to go through walls, because I want to get to another place and that's a good way to do it.

DR 3:19 am - Friend of mine lives on a huge mountain that's to the left of my house. I'm surprised that I never knew she lives there.

So we start slowly walking up the hill to her house. It's a long winding dirt path going through very different areas.

1. We come up to a field with some trees in a row - like a windbreak. Right above the path are huge and imposing power lines. I'm looking through them to the rocky mountains quite near behind them, partially covered with snow. I look at the clouds. They look like before or after storm. I ask why is there such a different weather than below the hill. I get an answer, that different weather fronts are meeting right there, so there is lots of storms and cooler weather. I look below at the large lake. It's a nice place and I like it a lot.

I'm worried that a thunderstorm is gonna start any minute. We are at a bad spot, right beneath the power lines. So I start running to the left through the field. I see a small area, that looks like a memorial for fallen soldiers. As I come closer, it's actually a memorial for someones wedding. I see small picture of bride and groom.

There are some candles and old, chewed up, barely still showing their yellow original color tennis balls, arranged in a semi circle. A kid sits down and starts throwing the balls at the memorial. I give him a speech about respect.

2. Another area is like a small alpine village. Steep, winding path between houses. Friend shows me her house in the distance, but I'm not sure which one she is pointing at.

3. Next I'm walking through a multistory restaurant. The path is apparently going through it. I can't find my way. Waiters are busy preparing meals for something big. One of them starts yelling at me "no, no, don't step there". I look down and there are some plates wtih food and gravy boats. I tell him to chill, I wasn't gonna step on them. But then a piece of meat falls out from the sandwich I'm eating and he gets pissed that it almost fell into the gravy. I'm thinking "what the hell is food doing on the floor anyway". I ask him where is exit and he points me to it.

4. As I exit the restaurant, I find myself standing on a train platform in 19th. century Japan. I hear the words "Fukuoka" and "Dobare". A japanese woman with a child is pointing at a sign in Japanese written on the wall behind the tracks. It apparently means that direction goes to Tokyo. I'm thinking, how in the world am I going to continue my trip around the world, now that I'm stuck in 19. century Japan. No airplanes, just slow boats. I figure, since I'm already here, I should stay for about a year to really get to know the place.

DR 7:26am - Someone is pregnant again, either me or my brother. I'm with my cats in my old room, boy cat has a baby.

Wednesday, 6/5/13

Last night bed 12am-7:30am

DR: I'm swimming in a very shallow coastal waters, that are gorgeous tropical blue. There are some killer whale size fish swimming in circles. If we swim behind them, with our arm stretched out in just the right way, we suppose to be able to follow them easily, without much effort.

Later I'm looking down at the shore from a small cliff. I'm asking a friend of mine, what she wants to do for the next week, because it turns out, we are here for one week vacation.

She says "I wanna go in the water" which makes me happy, because secretly I wished she would say that. But she also wants to visit a large city that's nearby. Looks like it's New York. We also looking at the map, trying to remember which large city did we go through, so we can visit it too. Someone asks if we wanna go to maybe Budapest, or Kahira. I have a feeling we are in north of Poland, so both cities are just a short hop on the airplane. I decline Budapest, since we can get there anytime (here I correctly remember from WL where I live). So I pick Kahira.

Next trip we are doing is NY. Waiting at the train station platform, trains pulls up, but in different direction and stops further to the left. We all start running, thinking it's our train, that later will turn around to go our direction.

Two friends of mine are ahead of me and I lose track of them. I look for them in the windows, but don't see them. Loudspeaker says train will be moving soon, need to get on. So I open the door and some people fall out. Looks like it's packed fool. But as I get on, I see bunch of free space, even some empty seats. I start cursing at dumbass people blocking the entrance and not sitting down.

I got on in the last wagon, so I can walk and sweep the train looking for my friends. There are some mean looking thugs at the passage door to the second wagon. Something happens and I open the door. I see the connection between two wagons and I walk into next wagon. As I make my way by bunch of people, I see a friend of mine looking backwads toward me calling my name. I see them and we are reunited. Then he tells me, we are going the wrong way. Will have to get off at next station and wait for our train.

The world had been taken over by a totalitarian regime, so Leah and I decided to escape to Peru. We took a plane there, and then as we left the airport we saw an endless column of tanks rolling out to take over the place. Leah and I avoided them and went out of the city. As we were walking across a field a little ways out, we saw a military train carrying tanks going by next to the field. There was a 10-foot tall pedestal in the middle of the field that I had not noticed before, and it had a rocket launcher mounted on the top. A boy ran out to it at about the last third of the train, and began shooting at the cars, blowing several up. Leah and I kept going; I was unsure if I would have attacked the train myself had I seen it, or kept my distance. We went into the woods bordering the field, and a river ran past through it with large concrete steps leading down the bank to it. They were mossy and slippery. A group of teenage-20 year old boys showed up and began harassing a smaller group of younger boys who were there already. I tried to lead Leah away from them, but we could only go through them to get where we were going because of the river. The leader of them noticed me as I walked past him reclining on the steps and asked me (without really giving me an option) to join him. I told him no, thank you and he explained that I didn't really have a choice because someone as good-looking as me was going to be with him. I stomped my foot right next to his face and explained that I was not going anywhere, and went on my way. They began to give chase, and then I woke up.

The world had been taken over by a totalitarian regime, so Leah and I decided to escape to Peru. We took a plane there, and then as we left the airport we saw an endless column of tanks rolling out to take over the place. Leah and I avoided them and went out of the city. As we were walking across a field a little ways out, we saw a military train carrying tanks going by next to the field. There was a 10-foot tall pedestal in the middle of the field that I had not noticed before, and it had a rocket launcher mounted on the top. A boy ran out to it at about the last third of the train, and began shooting at the cars, blowing several up. Leah and I kept going; I was unsure if I would have attacked the train myself had I seen it, or kept my distance. We went into the woods bordering the field, and a river ran past through it with large concrete steps leading down the bank to it. They were mossy and slippery. A group of teenage-20 year old boys showed up and began harassing a smaller group of younger boys who were there already. I tried to lead Leah away from them, but we could only go through them to get where we were going because of the river. The leader of them noticed me as I walked past him reclining on the steps and asked me (without really giving me an option) to join him. I told him no, thank you and he explained that I didn't really have a choice because someone as good-looking as me was going to be with him. I stomped my foot right next to his face and explained that I was not going anywhere, and went on my way. They began to give chase, and then I woke up.

Wednesday, 5/8/13

Last night bed 12am - 7:30am

DR: With my best friend M on a train. Arriving to the bus depo and going from there. Bying some newspaper and checking out books. (I do love newspaper and books in WL.)

Something about being with a group in mountains.

Didn't want to take a nap today. Last few days couldn't pull of a WILD, perhaps because I'm so used to morning naps, it's just like another normal sleep time.

So I read some OBE articles and got so excited, that I decided to take a nap afterall. I go on sofa at 12pm. Got some weightless sensations very soon. Did some rhyming mantra and breathing. Started to feel as if rotating on axes, but couldn't make it stronger. So I tried to get the falling feeling, in which a succeeded little later on.

WILD
Got some gorgious HH images. A huge, colorful wasp on light burgundy background and two other images of two more insects. But I had my heart set on OBE.

I got some vibrations and tried to open my real eyes to see if I can see any hallucinations in my room. I managed to open left eye and I saw myself laying on sofa, same position as I knew I was. I had same pants on I did in WL. I noted my hand was in strange position, but I knew that's how I had it IWL. I couldn't move my head, so I had limited view to my right, where the window is. Room was fully lit, as I knew it was. Tried to pry open my right eye and succeeded for a moment, but almost immediatelly lost sight in both eyes. (So, it wasn't my WL eyes, but my dream eyes I had opened.)

Before I lost sight, I tried to get up and I felt myself getting up and it was the strangest feeling, because at the same time I saw my body not moving. It was almost as if I was saying to my body "I'm going, are you staying?" I got up and ended up in my aunties bathroom. I was still trying to have OBE, so this experience ended, because I was not trying to keep it alive.

I'm back on sofa, saying "up, up". But I realized I'm getting too needy and I shouldn't. Can't help it, I really want it. I have to prepare myself better next time.

did not sleep at all previous night. napped from about 4:30 - 6 pm, took 30mg temazepam + 100mg trazodone and slept from 10pm-6:30 am; still tired upon waking.

i am on a bus with soldiers who are returning from war. they are meeting their newborn children for the first time. the babies all have square sections of their skull cut out to reveal coagulated blood and unidentifiable tissue underneath. there are black tubes coming out of the centre of these sections. in the dream, this is not disturbing to me. i just assume the babies have recently had surgery.

later i am in a large basement, which is unlike any basement i have been in in real life but which has featured in my dreams before. there is a tall french man talking (in french) about farts.

the imagery in these dreams was not as vivid as my dream imagery typically is. sometimes my vision would fade or objects would turn black.

i am with two imaginary friends. the dream begins in the park across the street from my school; it is winter and thick snow covers the ground. we are going to go to finland so one of my friends can get a scholarship for music. we have to walk lightly so the police won't be able to track our footprints.

we reach finland in a couple of minutes and enter into a large building with beige stone walls, great windows, and domed ceilings: the university. my one friend goes into the music room, leaving us free to explore other areas. i go into another room and find a shelf that contains papers on the history of finland & what i believe to be the earliest documents written in finnish. next i enter another room whose walls are covered in racks of clothing. i understand that these clothes are being given away for free, so i take some, although it is difficult to find clothes in my size.

later, outside the university, i meet my boyfriend. he jacks off and ejaculates on my thigh. there are no emotions or sexual sensations associated with this.

then i am working at a "record store" - a large, disorganized shop that seems to sell everything except records. nicki minaj comes in and asks for some vodka. i cannot serve her because i don't have a license: i feel awkward and incompetent. however a man who works at the store ends up serving her for me.

finally my two friends and i decide to visit thailand. thailand, evidently, is a large country home owned by an old lady. we are hungry, but the food here is strange. after several unappetizing choices the lady offers me a dish of fruit pieces and flowers in clear jelly, which i gladly consume: it has a delicate, sweet and light taste.

i enter into a bedroom in the house. it has blue walls and the layout is similar to my bedroom in real life. there is a sunflower on a yellow vase in my dresser. i have several vials of chemicals. i want to use a chemical that causes genetic mutations on the sunflower so that i can grow different varieties. i have to be very careful while handling this chemical because if it makes contact with my skin i will get cancer. i empty the vial into the sunflower pot but then i look at the label and realize i have just poured a great amount of acetic acid into the soil. i do not want to kill the plant so i use a vial of ammonium chloride to 'neutralize' the acid (dream self is not good at chemistry). however i quickly realize that this reaction produces chlorine gas (again... terrible chemistry...). i freak out. i get short of breath, light-headed and my vision begins to fade.

i wake up.