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- There was a tiny man on the floor in my living room, about an inch tall. He carried a stick that was very thin but about his height. It was like one of those 'magic wands':

except it was gold instead of black. The man was dressed in a long coat and a top hat, and was also entirely gold. I was sitting on the floor looking at him, and he ran and hid under something, but dropped his wand. I picked it up very carefully and tried to hand it to him, and he took it. There was someone else with me who was saying it might take a while to build up his trust.



- I was very high and sitting by a big heavy curtain. On the side I was on, there were a couple people and I was just sitting on the floor, but once in a while I would pull up the curtain and put it over me so I was on the other side. On that side, it was like being in a giant music visualizer, and I compared it to Milkdrop, the one that comes with Winamp, which I love playing with. (I recommend it if you don't have it, and this if/once you do..!)

It was changing constantly, as it does, but the one I remember most was a place made of these big waves of rainbow dots on a dark background that also passed across you, from right to left, in vertical sheets. The space it was in felt so enormous, it seemed infinite. The sensation was really cool and I was extremely happy. It's very hard to describe. After going in for a bit I would emerge from the curtain, laughing, and tell everyone else (sober) they really needed to try it.

I need to do this again in a lucid.



- This one was much less fun. I was in my room when suddenly a guy I know, NG, burst into the room and started trying to rape me. (This guy also talks to me and invites me places more than I'd like, but I find him kind of creepy to be honest, I just always feel uncomfortable around him.) I was scared but managed to fight him off, at which point he started trying to stab me. I got past him and ran into the bathroom. One of my friends was taking a bath in there, I dunno who it was, it kept sort of switching between being H and being N and being some other random person. So I burst in on them and shut the door, saying something along the lines of, "I'M NOT GONNA LOOK AT YOU I PROMISE BUT SOMEONE IS TRYING TO STAB ME OUT THERE".

I found a phone in the bathroom and came out again for some reason. He had stopped trying to stab me, but I told him I was calling 911, and started dialing. He laughed and said, "Good luck with that. 911 can't help you now." I looked down at the screen and it said something like, "line disconnected" and none of the buttons would work. I understood the guy had cut the phone line.

So I ran downstairs and tried to get out the front door. I was thinking I didn't want to go out in the clothes I was wearing, my shirt was really see-though, but I couldn't really help it. I struggled to unlock the door before he could get to me, and thankfully he didn't stop me from getting out, but he grabbed a very sharp umbrella from the porch and chased after me. I ran out onto the street yelling for help. I looked around but it was deserted. Desperate, I ran a bit further, and ran across a young woman I didn't know. I ran up to her and said, "please can you call someone for me, I need help, this guy is trying to kill me." She stared blankly and said nothing. Then he caught up with me, and I had to run again, fending off the umbrella.

I ran to a very busy place with the guy close behind. I managed to grab onto his hand and hold onto only his ring finger, which stopped him from stabbing me for some reason. We were in a very large crowd, but everyone was just staring at me without saying or doing anything, and it was very frustrating. At the very end, for some reason the guy started turning into N, and I was thinking, "I can't believe he ended up being like this!" Then I woke up, very relieved, before realizing it never was N in the first place.

This was a nap I took from 1pm-5:30pm. I pulled another all-nighter this night. Gotta stop with that.

First, I was on the internet with this chick. She seemed really interested in me, and we were going to go to Paris together. Tickets to Paris were only $1.04 per person, and I was going to go without even telling my parents. I forget why, but something happened and the girl from the internet suddenly thought I was a creep or something. There was more to this dream, but I only wrote down vague notes.

Then, it was the last day of school, and I was in a class taught by Madame Arcusi. The class was very large, and pretty much my whole graduating class was in there (DE). I was being very annoying the whole time, because I just wanted to get out of there and go to Paris. I knew everyone was getting annoyed, but I didn't care, and I said something like, "Everyone is listening to-" Then I corrected myself, "Everyone is hearing me complain and make annoying noises on purpose." Kate, who was sitting next to me kept asking me to stop. The teacher kept morphing into different people. It started with Madame Arcusi, then they might have been Mrs. Gunther-Brown, but I know at one point they were Mr. Yourison and I remember him coming over to my desk and I was worried he would find something (can't remember what) so I distracted him or something, and he talked to the kid next to me. Behind my desk was a large window, which sometimes led to another classroom, and sometimes showed a go-kart course, depending on when you looked at it. When it was another classroom, I remember seeing this girl who kind of looked like Nicole, but I don't think it was her. When we were finally leaving the school, I mentioned to Kate (but mostly offhandedly to the class) that I finally get to go to Paris now, and she said it was pretty cool.

In the last part of the dream, I was finally in Paris, but I found out that my $1.04 ticket only got me the most run-down room in this hotel. The hotel had nice rooms, but the quality of your room was determined by the amount of money you paid. Outside didn't even look like Paris, by the way. It looked more like a park in Philadelphia in the fall. But anyway, at this point in the dream, I was just watching, and my character had morphed into Carl from Aqua Teen Hunger Force. His room was just this one bed suspended on this platform on a really high ceiling. The bed had a lever that flipped him forward so he would be facing the other side of the bed. Since this was Carl, he was fine with having a crappy hotel room if it meant he was in Paris, and he was trying to justify it by saying that he'll get bed in breakfast, and that he could put a newspaper on the other side of the bed so that he could pull the lever and switch activities quickly. He kept pulling the lever and saying, "See? Breakfast, newspaper! Breakfast, newspaper!"

Sleep Time: 1:30 a.m - 10:15 a.m

"Solo"
Lisa and Eric have gone to a strange planet. We are all sitting out on the porch of an unfamiliar house while they are discussing this trip. Lisa is saying the planet was very eerie and half-covered in lava. She says the name of the planet is Solo.

"Backyard Party"
I am having a party in my backyard. My dad is there along with some other people I don't know. We are singing Stu's version of "Allentown" from Hangover 2.
After the party is over I start to go inside. As I open the door, a black dog appears behind me and tries to get in. I am pushing it away with my foot as I wake up.

"Disgusting Trip"
I am on a trip with Holly, Melissa, and Alana. We are shopping in a giant mall. We go outside and see a small swimming pool the size of a bathtub and a regular sized hot tub. Some random guy walks by and throws worms in my hair. I'm not sure what's happened but my friends are pointing at my hair and look really freaked out. I immediately jump in the tiny pool and then in the hot tub to try and get the worms out of my hair. I am completely horrified and disgusted. I find some shampoo somewhere and proceed to wash my hair in a sink with it.

I remember a bus that was supposed to be taking us to Florida but so many things delayed us that by the time we were about to leave I wake up. (I actually do have a trip to Florida in the spring.)

(two days ago)

I started out on this island. I got into this yacth type of boat, white, has maybe two or three rooms inside, not more. The boat went off to the sea. I was on it with a couple of people I thought I knew in the dream, yet I don't recognize them now that I'm awake. We drove around a bit. At one point I saw this lizard like creature slip through the waves. After a while, the three of us on the boat decided to go swimming. I jumped from the top of the boat into the sea below. I swam in it for a while without any issues. However, after a while, this small fish like thing with two huge eyes (in proportion to the rest of the body) started chasing me. It showed its teeth, and I got scared. I swam away from it as well as I could. It was a mere 2m or less away from me the whole time, sometimes missing me by only a bit when trying to bite me.

I got on the boat safely again after a while. So we headed out again. After a while, we arrived at this deserted island composed of mainly sand and a couple of palm trees. We spent a while on the island, relaxing. The two of them stayed on the island and I headed out on the boat after a while of chilling. I drove it around a bit. Thought I was heading for mainland. But no... after a few hours, I arrived back at the same island. At that point, I had a huge mindrape moment, even though it wasn't that bizarre.

My dream last night was interesting even though it was not lucid.

The first one that I can remember is that for some reason I was going to be taking a long vacation to Japan. I was caling up family shortly after arriving there, and I was living in not one of the popular areas like Tokyo or Akihabara, but are more relatively unknown city. I think I was living in an apartment or hotel in a fairly tall apartment building, and I walked onto the street to check out the neighborhood. I found this small arcade and felt comforted.

I talked with the store owner for a bit about how I'm traveling, and it's nice to have a place like this only a few blocks from where I'll be living. I asked him about the area, and if there were any cool spots to go since this wasn't one of the more known parts. I forget what he said but this is where this part of the dream basically ended.


Second part of the dream I was Captain America. Except I was living in a type of wooden military lookout in the middle of a muddy field surrounded by trees on 3 sides, and a highway on my left. I set it up I think as a way that people could come and contact me if they needed help, but instead of actual people in need of a hero, all I would get are people who dressed up as Cpt. America with guns trying to kill me. I would just take their guns and shoot them back (which thinking on it now is very un-hero like). I inherently knew that it was because they felt I didn't deserve the title of Cpt. America because I'm not a real hero, I was just a man who was stronger than normal who's acting like one.

One of the people visiting was this fat guy who looked like he was wearing a polo shirt that had his name on it, I believe he worked at a retail chain. I got a bad vibe so I punched him in the face and grabbed one of his wrists, but all he did was laugh as he absorbed the blows. He grabbed my chest and ran with his arms extended, pushing me through multiple walls. I forget what I did to defeat him, but after that he turned into a small paper sticker, and I remember saying to my gf "I don't mess around." as I ripped the sticker up, assumingly killing him.

I had 3 dreams I remembered before these but forgot them since I fell back asleep.



Dream #1: I was walking around this old town (older norwegian architechture roughly). Apparently I was in this group of tourists lead by this energetic slightly fat woman (tourist guide) . I was maybe a 35yo single dude. The streets were of gravel, the town layout was very complex, and it was nice in general. There was this single mom who wanted me to carry one of her children because she had difficulties carrying 2. So I carried this 10 week old baby. After a while, we arrived at this larger opening surrounded by buildings. On one side of the opening, there was a big stone church with a clock face on it. And on the other side, I saw a WC sign on the back alley. I suggested the group we stop there. So we waited in line for the WC. When I finally got into the booth I was waiting in l ine for, i handed the kid I was carrying back to his mom, and went in. The booth was disgusting. There was a urinal and a toilet, and I went for the urinal. however, the backs of my legs couldn't fit well enough and they hit the toilet that was absolutely stained by urine and some blood and some fecies (gross). However, I got my stuff done and the trip continued. The single mom wanted me to carry one of her children again. I asked for the older 1yo one, since the yonger one was difficult to carry carefully. At last, we arrived at this sandy beach. There was this big kayak there waiting for us that we all fit in. The tourist guide told us to go back to our hotel rooms and pack up our stuff. I did, my luggage was this long long 3m long bag. I fit a lot of stuff in it, like 3 backpacks and a few clothes and such. Then I went back on the beach and handed my luggage to the instructor, who put it in the front of the kayak and the trip continued. End dream.


Dream #2: So I was at the same freaking beach from the last dream. The same instructor told me to go pack my stuff up before leaving. However, the kayak was smaller, for about 10 people, and I was like 15, and this was like a summer camp or something similar. So I went to my room and started packing up my stuff. Again, I had 3 backpacks that I put in the same long bag from the old dream, and I put them there. However, I also had like 200 video game boxes there, that I was shoving in the bag quite quickly. I remember my roommate helping me pack the stuff. Halfway through the packing, I see it's already a little past 8:00, and the kayak leaves at 8:30. I panic and start packing stuff faster. Dream ends with me walking down to the beach with all my packing done and a good 15 minutes to go.


Dream #3: I was in this town. It looked like something from the simpsons that was taken and put into real life. And I had this school bus that I had taken from somewhere I do not know where. And I was running away from something. I do not remember what anymore. So, I floored the gas and just drove. A lot. And the layout of the scene was really interesting. The town was divided into many sections in an odd manner. There was a few blocks at a time that existed, surrounded by a black barrier. Every few blocks, I'd have to pass that black barrier with my bus and it'd teleport me somewhere else on the huge plane.


Dream #4: I was driving in the crysis (it's a game on a tropical island) scenery with this car. I stopped at this enemy base and knew that it had something that I needed to set something up with. I had to send out a transmission somewhere. So I went around the base shooting all the people who I needed to get rid of. Some of them set up forcefields around the place but I could disable them from the control panels on the other side by using the force (from star wars lol). And killed them all. They called in reinforcements so I took one of their cars, and set up force fields on the doors and windows and started transmitting my signal. I saw one guy with a rocket launcher behind a house, so I teleported out of the house and killed him. Then I saw one guy had gotten inside my car so I teleported back, fought with him fist to fist, and saw that my transimission alarm was beeping, my signal had gone through. I ripped out the batteries powering the force fields and threw the guy out of the window. And then I hit the gas pedal. I went full speed on this forest road. At one point, I stopped to save an ewok from dying under a landslide, but otherwise I just kept going. Dream ends about here.


Fragment #1: I remember going through the crysis area with the car from HL2 and thinking "this is boring, who plays this crap?"

So another ski trip dream. Dunno why I'm having these. Anywho.

This dream was very very vivid. I see no real reason for that..... though I did shut down my noisy PC (which is in my bedroom) for the first time in months while I sleep. Instead of a constant buzzing noise in the background, I had silence. Might have something to do with it, but I dun really know.

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So I was with some friends skiing on some random mountaintop. In this area, there were 3 different slopes that appeared. Two were major slopes and one was this traverse route. The dream began with me going through the traverse route. I was hungry at this point. So I see this hot dog stand, and I see my friend there, also eating. I ordered one too. Soon I realize I have no money. "That's allright" - the stand keeper says, "If you do these dishes for me, you won't have to pay", so I spend about 15 minutes there doing the dishes. It's a small stand with this small dedicated room for this kind of stuff. So then I continue on my way, meet up a couple of my friends there. They are following a guide that shows them around the place. The guide has a golden retriever dog running around following him as he skis down the hills.

So we arrive at the end of the traverse and there is this steep thin route downwards, the end of which is not visible. I go through it, but at the end, there is this snow bank I hadn't seen, I cannot stop my movement in time, I hit the snowbank and fly 10m in the air and land in the snow, and my skis are now broken. With the help of some of the other people, I get myself out of the snow with minor trouble and an aching back.

So we went the same route again a little later and I managed to go through without having a similar accident. We finally arrived at this point where the ski slope that had a ski lift go under it, and you had to jump over this canyon and over the ski lift there. We all managed that, we went downwards to the end of the slope, and boarded the ski lift. While in the lift, we saw other skiers cross the canyon too.

At the end of the ski lift, we arrived at this huuge structure. Apparently it was some sort of transportation system through the general area. I got stuck on the security check area because of ---blank spot on memory---- but I finally managed through. I was in a hurry to manage to the transportation (method was unclear) in time.

End dream.

So it was the last day of the holiday I was on. Since there was nothing more to do at this point, and there was a ski center nearby, I thought, why not? It'd be ton of fun.

On the top of the mountain, or whatever it could be called, I had a quick overlook at the whole area. There was a main slope, a slope to the secondary ski center here, and numerous smaller slopes. At the bottom of the mainslope, there was this big building, which had a couple of restaurants and such, so I knew I was going to there later to eat and such. I thought I'd do best going to the secondary ski center first. And I took the looong nearly flat and very wide slope going there.

On the trip to the place where they sold tickets at, I noticed I had left my ski poles on the top of the mountain/whatever. So I had to rent some. The poles were both white. Afterwards I went and purchased the tickets. The lady there unfortunately didn't speak english for some reason, but I managed to mess around enough to figure out how to purchase tickets to the specific area I wanted to ski on. It was now 14:53. I'd better hurry.

I took the first lift up. On the trip I noticed my poles had changed color to pink. Unfortunately I did not reason myself further.

On the second lift, I noticed my poles were now yellow. I thought, what the heck, I'll do a nose pinch RC, and it worked. That instant, I came lucid. What happened in nearly all of my lucids started happening again. The dream was quickly fading away. But I managed to pull it back up with mental effort. I was now there, in the ski lift, looking around. I was in awe of the beatiful scenery around me, snowy mountains, large trees, etc. From the back of the hill, a blimp appeared, a big one. It slowly flew over the lift I was on there. I was amazed at all the detail. Afterwards, I remembered I had some goals to do in my dreams. The first of which was to count fingers. Not a challenge in any way but to just remember to do it. I looked around and had difficulty finding where my hand was. It took a while but I found it. Started counting my fingers. There were 5 on one hand. And on top of that, the ghost image of my hand too. Kinda what would happen IRL if you crossed your eyes. And at that point, I could not sustain the dream longer. And I woke up.

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Nearly forgot to fill this in and it's already 3 hours after waking up so I don't remember all the details of the dream so vividly anymore.

Thursday, April 7, 2011

Planning my unplanned Trip


I dreamt...

I am living in a different house than my preset one.
I am hanging out with Travis B. (someone I know as a YouTube artist, an independent film maker from Southern California that I met once while he was premiering a film in Boston), and someone else, one or two others, maybe friends of Travis.

I am scheduled to leave very soon to go on vacation for 2-4 weeks. Soon. Tomorrow? Today! I'm scheduled to leave today, yet, I haven’t planned out my vacation at all! I haven’t planned where to go, what to do. and here I am packing. I’m packing for a vacation I know nothing about. What do I pack? Warm things, cold things? Sports equipment? Skis? Bathing suits? I start packing but then realize how futile, how ridiculous it is to pack for an event that hasn’t been defined. I put of leaving for my vacation since I haven’t make any plans. I tell myself, I’ll leave tomorrow. This makes sense, since I don’t know where to go. Yet I feel guilty, dumb, for postponing a vacation! These is precious and limited time, and here I am throwing one of the few days away. How .. dumb! Lazy. I berate myself for the stupidity and laziness, the lack of planning on my part that has led to losing a day of vacation.

I think back to my last vacation. I even describe it to someone, one of the women who is helping me research ideas and pinpoint a destination or theme.

My last vacation was a wandering road trip. It was adventure, activity, travel, and some workshops. I ended up, at one point, among other places, at a wonderful tropical resort. I did activities there, some with groups. I swam in beautiful places. And it was fun, engaging and beautiful. And, at towards the end, very lonely. I would look around and see that I was the only single person there. Everyone else were in couples. I ended up feeling sad and lonely, a bit left out.

So Travis and a couple others grab me and drag me out doors. We start walking around. They are scheming where to take me. One of the women we’re with knows the area, but is not exactly sure which road to take to get to where she wants to be. We start walking until she realizes we’re going the wrong way, and we turn around. They start running with excitement, now that we’re on the right path. I can’t keep up, because I’m so out of shape. I think to myself, “I am SO out of shape, I can’t even keep up with regular people. What am I thinking going on a vacation in this condition! I can’t do things that a vacationing person would want to do. This is pathetic. I am pathetic. I should just cancel this vacation, just scrap the whole idea. Hell, I don’t even have a plan. What was I thinking?!”

(I realize as we're walking along that I'm wearing a 2-piece bikini. We're walking through the neighborhood, and pass by a nearby beach, so I don't look out of place per se. Yet I realize I'm the only one in my little group in a 2-piece bathing suit. The other women are wearing a 1-piece. I feel so out of place, so self conscious! I am 40 pounds overweight, and feel I have no right wearing a 2-piece. I do what I can to suck in my gut, but it isn't something I can keep up. Oh, how I wish I had a shirt to wear over this, or a sarong to wrap around me!)

They take me into this really small library. But it isn’t a regular public library. It is a kind of small, specialized research station, maybe privately owned. They tear into it, dragging me along. I am not into it, but force myself to go along with it, since they are so enthusiastic - for me and my vacation. I force myself to look at the books on the floor-to-ceiling shelves. Nothing, nothing, nothing. I see nothing, I find nothing, I feel nothing - I am nothing. I hate myself, and am embarrassed that they are more excited about me and my trip, more excited about planning my trip than I am. but for their sake, I drag my body along the aisles with them, and force my eyes to pass across the shelves and shelves of books. Nothing.

They take me up to another floor of more of the same. I move sluggishly, forcing myself. Then something happens. I see something that catches my eye, and my interest. I begin to look around. We must be in the right section, because I like what I see. I begin to get excited, to become engaged in the process. I pull out books and flip through them. Ideas are bubbling up.

At one point, I am in this library, and I’m holding some sort of staff - a scepter (Dictionary definition: “An ornamented staff carried by rulers on ceremonial occasions as a symbol of sovereignty"). It is small, but Powerful. The kind a Monarch would hold to indicate position and royalty. One of the woman who brought me is lounging next to me. She watches me with a smile on her lips and excitement in her eyes. “It is Powerful, isn’t it. An Instrument of Power. It just makes you feel Big, Important, Powerful! Yes, it fits in your hand. You really ought to have one of these. Just to hold once in a while. Just to bring back to you this Feeling of Power. Yes. This sort of thing Belongs in your hand!” And she is exactly right! I look at it in my hand and wonder at how well it Fits.

I wonder how I can integrate this into my trip. I am not sure, but I will, somehow. Perhaps my journey will be a search of how to integrate this, a Journey. While I don’t know the destination of my trip, I now have a Direction.

non dream - lucid - non lucid

I'm not sure sure at which point I started dreaming, or if I dreamed all of it, and when exactly I was lucid.
So I'll go ahead and mark things with colors like I experienced them.
In other words if I thought I was awake I'll mark it as if I was, even though I don't really know.
I have never taken any mind altering drugs, I wonder if it's anything like this...

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I wake up in bed... I still feel very tired.
The room is very dark and I lately leave the shutters just slightly open so I can see if it's already day when I wake up.
I assume it's still night and I want to continue sleeping.
I notice I haven't moved yet and I don't seem to sense my body.
The thought of WILD'ing crosses my mind.
It's been quite some time since I've attempted to WILD, so why not.

Right as I try to relax, the little colors I see become somewhat bright and start changing.
This was fast? I never get HI this fast, this is weird.
I realize I'm floating over my bed. Am I already dreaming?
Was I having a false awakening? I never get visuals like this when I'm dreaming though.
As my room lights up I realize that I am floating in some sort of tunnel. The room is no longer there.
I'm gently descending this tunnel of colorful clouds and lights.
I suppose I'm actually falling, but I'm falling so slowly that I'm not worried.
I actually enjoy it quite a bit, it's very relaxing.

I can hear ambient music. (something like this)


I try to focus on a color cloud. It is clearly changing it's color all the time, but I can't actually see it changing.
It changes colors right in front of my eyes, but I don't see the change, I only realize it has changed.
This has me perplexed for quite some time. Am I really dreaming? or can you actually have HI this strong?

After some time I am floating in my room again, except it's lit now. The spotlights in my room are on but they
have different colored bulbs in them.
Somehow my room looks much bigger than it is in waking life, but somehow everything is still the same size.
I don't understand how this is possible and hover over to my desk.

I take a can of coke from it because I want to know what it tastes like.
But the can is very weird. It seems way too small, but upon closer investigation it isn't.
I cannot tell if it's a normal size or a tiny can. I can't understand why I cannot distinguish this.
I wonder if this is what tripping feels like? A friend once told me he couldn't tell sizes apart when he was doing some sort of drug.

The lid of my laptop opens up by itself and it goes out of standby.
I am presented with the Visual Studio project I was working on last night.
I was working on a physics engine and needed to add support for air resistance into it, but I was too tired and went to sleep.
I don't understand why this was so hard...

I go to wikipedia and copy paste the equation for drag straight into my code.
The equation appears and the program starts on my second monitor.
I can see the numbers in the equation changing as stuff moves around in the game.
I need to test if it feels realistic, so naturally, I climb into my monitor to see if the falling physics are correct.

I'm falling down yet again, I'm in the game, but I can still see the monitor with the equation as well.
I see both things at the same time.
Whilst I am falling with my first body, I correct an error in the formula with my second body which is still in front of the pc.
I feel the corrections take effect with my in-game body and understand that everything is correct now.

I hit some key that does something and my bodies merge again and I'm back in my room.
The color clouds are back, but I can still see my bed.
But I can't see myself in it which surprises me. I was assuming to find myself sleeping in it.
I go closer and see a pulsating light where I'm supposed to be.
It's beautiful. I go closer and it turns into a galaxy.

I am now floating through this galaxy of colorful stars. I am relaxed... I feel at peace...

Here's last night's dreammmm

nonlucid

I was in a van with my dad and little sister. I was in the back. We were goin' on a trip. I don't know where. Suddenly I was at school. My dad said i'd only be there a little while. Then I left. I was in a purple tunnel like thing. In my arms was a little cute pixie animal cat thing that was apparently my baby. I cradled it and cooed. It flew up and got a little star and moon shaped thing. It absorbed them. It looked even cuter. Here, I'll describe it in full detail.
It was really small, about 7 or so inches big. It looked like a grey kitten with aqua blue wings. They were transparent-ish and they looked like butterfly wings. It had greenish eyes.
A woman in a Doctor outfit came over to me. She asked me something about how my baby was and where her daddy was. A guy appeared and hugged me, saying he was proud. I guess he was the dad. I don't remember what he looked like. I woke up then, super confused.
(btw, I had a *flashback* in the dream and remembered me givin' birth to the kitten...)

dream2: fragment
I couldnt open my left eye. When I woke up, I was laying on the left side of my face.

=D Baby pixie kittens are toooo cute!
I've had another dream with the same kitten... *thinking face*

Type: regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

My family and I were going on some sort of road trip, and it was in the afternoon. The first thing I recall about this dream is that we were pulled over to the side of a long highway with no other cars in sight. There was, however, a farm-like setting along the side of the road. There was a tall white wooden fence surrounding the massive property our van was parked in front of, as well as a couple different barns inside the property. They had the average wooden walls with red and white colors, but flat roofs instead of the rounded ones, which were also made of wood. I could infer this without actually seeing the roofs.

I didn't look back at the van, but my mother, sister, and I simply walked a few feet and got to the farm property. The stakes in the white fence were extremely far apart, so it was easy to enter. There was an upside down L-shaped post with a hanging wooden sign, painted yellow. It read "welcome" in white letters. When we passed the sign, there was a sharp turn to the left, and a narrow path leading directly into a very large barn. On either side of us was the same type of fence, wide stakes, except it was the height of my waist now.

We passed a few people on the other side of the fence; one was a girl wearing a cowboy hat, and she was probably around twelve years old. She was also holding a small horse under her arm, as if carrying a pillow. The horse's legs were pretty short, and it probably weighed only seven or eight pounds.

We arrived at the large barn. The tall rectangular-shaped door was open, so we walked inside. It was big inside; I'd estimate it was at least one hundred feet long and at least fifty feet wide. At the entrance that we came in, along both sides of the barn were stalls; inside them stood horses. I saw hay piled in a few of them as we walked down the barn, and once we got around halfway there were no more stalls against the walls. At the end of the barn, there were three square-shaped holes in the top of the wall, around four by four feet. There were long rectangular planks of wood, placed parallel to each other, going upwards to make stairs.

That was where we'd be sleeping tonight, and I knew it was getting dark. I was the last person to crawl up the stairs and into the small attic-like room. It was tiny, probably half the size of a kid's bedroom. There was one king-sized mattress on the floor in there, and there was only a bit of actual floorspace left to put our belongings. "I'm not sleeping in here if this is how small a room it is," I whined.

Type: regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I was on a school field trip with my classmates. We were inside a modern building with white walls; a few of the corners were softened and curved. I don't remember what the flooring was like, but there were a large potted plant and a stand-up menu to the right of the small room. Next to this, there was a purple awning that led to another part of the building, which looked like a restaurant.

There was a short hallway, a few feet long, in front of our group of around ten people. It opened up into a larger room with five polished wooden pillars; four students started to walk in front of their own pillar and position themselves in front of it. No one else seemed to want to go; they were all standing there, so I took the last pillar. All five of us were now standing in front of one pillar each, which I now realized were labeled with a small sign framed in metal.

My classmate in front of the pillar beside me laughed, almost in pity. "Oh, Puffin, you got the pain section."

"Great," I replied, rolling my eyes and exhaling in a gust. I knew that this was a ride, and nothing would really happen to me, but I was still nervous. I knew you could personalize your ride by choosing "pain", "wisdom", "heat", and two others which I forget.

Suddenly, the room changed. I was on a circular, three- or four- foot thick wooden platform in a darkened room, seated in a chair with a seat belt on. I looked to the left and could see the four people who were with me before, and they were also in a chair. The ride started and it began to tilt backwards; at the same time it went downhill on some sort of track. Above me, there were circular saws, but they were slightly thicker than they should have been, and not shiny.

The ride lunged back upwards and my knees hit the saws as they turned. I expected pain but realized that the saws were rubber. I looked to the left and above the student beside me, there were flamethrowers (how is that not dangerous?). I didn't look to see what else there was.

The dream changed again, and now I was in a small banquet hall with brown walls, white trim, and long tables with white tablecloths. My classmates were still there, and they were signing cheques at the various tables. I saw my teacher and I went to her. She had a cheque lying on the table for $22,000.

"You still owe me two thousand," she told me. But I replied that I didn't have any more cheques on me, and that I had to get some more.

I was in my old apartment in Taiwan and I woke up in the room and realized I was really late to a IMSA trip. My dad help me put up cloth. so I was wearing the brownie T-shirt, a white formal-looking blouse, and a kimono (??). I put those random stuff in the purse Anu gave me (it feels like that time when I was late to 6 flags).
I went to the school with a book about an adventure in hand. oddly, I started to help my friends lifting book. My roommate had a lot of book to carry, so I helped her with that. Lucy had at least five huge stacks of book she needed to carry, so I helped her carry them to a library, which was filled of books. because of all those work, I missed the trip, luckily those people only went to "korean to korean" , "popcorn world" (something like that) those restaurants, and there are more trips on that week. i kinda feel bad about missing the sushi meal in "korean to korean". I was hungry and I went into a room where Jing was sitting in front of a plate filled with mini hamburgers. the meat looked like turkey to me, but she told me it was beef. So I could only eat one of those apples with onion in them; I closed my eyes to chew the apple and onion.

I also dreamed of seaweed wrapped around rice on a plate. On the circular seaweed (beneath it is rice) a dead, short snake is wrapped within seaweed. I was in line with my IMSA friends waiting to get onto a plane and I want to eat. but I was afraid that the dead snake already contaminate my seaweed and rice. I took the snake in the seaweed from my plate and put it in my pocket because something told me that I should keep it, and then I ate everything else on that plate. when I reached the end of the line I remembered to wave at vlad in case he got mad at me again for getting ahead of him, but unlike that time at six flag he was cool with it.