Non-lucid – Notes – lucid – Interpretation "Awakening in C's room with grandmother leads to dad fixing the cellar" I awake in C's bedroom. It is still dark outside. We get out of bed and she heads towards the toilet, handing me some boxer shorts on the way there. They look like my Finding Waldo boxers, but I am in doubt as to whether they are mine or hers. Sensing a brief glimpse of excitement I look down, but find that she is wearing a pair of rather boring black panties. As she heads towards the hallway and the toilet I look down and find that I have all my clothes packed up in blue Ikea bags, as I would normally use for my washing clothes. The clothes are clean though, but I think to myself that I need to move this out of here. Her Ex boyfriend gets out of bed and walks towards the hallway as well. He is a short, scrawny and little man and I wonder what she has ever really seen in him anyway. a small skip... I awake in the same bed. I am lying next to my grandmother on my mother's side. I find it weird to be sharing a bed with my grandmother, but at the same time I find nothing wrong with simply sharing closeness and intimacy. She leans in closer to me and I accept the embrace. She smiles and laughs as the she initiates the following dialogue: “You know you grandfather was such a devil.” She says. “How so?” I reply. “Well he actually woke up one night and asked me this - “Maybe the reason you can’t sleep at night is because I keep stealing the duvet at night”” “Wow he actually said that?” I respond. “Yes” she responds, also indicating that he didn’t do anything about it at all. I get up and I walk into the living room. My grandmother is in there, but she has gained a lot of weight. This is a good thing as I see that she no longer looks scrawny and too slim, but has gained some roundness and looks like an older version of my mother and aunt combined. She is talking, even flirting, with this man on the right side of the living room. There is an element of school gym about the room and the man – whom is unknown, but maybe middle aged – is standing by some wall bars. I find it good that she has gained weight and are interested in men again. The scene shifts. I am now outside. It is early morning and still darkish. I want to go up to C’s room again to find my cigarettes and get my clothes out of her flat. I look up and am encouraged as I see that there are lights in her room. But on a second look I see that the light is lit in the room above hers. This is a challenge as I don’t want to wake her up to get my stuff, but I quickly think that the cellar door will be open in my own house and I can probably find some cigarettes there. I walk back to the house. I find the cellar door open and as I walk inside I see that the entire room is drenched in water and insulated all around the walls. The insulation is white and it gives the entire room the look of a rugged and very large rubber cell you would find in a psychiatric ward. I say to myself “This is a problem”, as I see the insulation being drenched and almost as big as mattresses hanging from the ceiling. My dad walks in. I tell him “surely we can’t fix this by putting up a bit of plastic?” He responds “I’ve got this, I think it should be sufficient”. I crawl out of the door again, which is now a small square hole in the south east corner. I notice that the terrace and lawn outside are also insulated. I think to myself “How is this going to work when the snow comes around?”. I walk up the stairs to the main floor. I look out into the living-room and kitchen area and proclaim “wow you have really done a fantastic job with the floors” as I see that the wooden floors are totally spotless, indicating he (my dad) has spent a lot of time cleaning them. I walk into the entrance way and wipe my feet, which causes the small pebbles and dirt I have under my feet to scatter all across the floor. My dad enters the room and is furious at me for making a mess. I feel somewhat guilty and see that it isn’t entirely fair what I have done, but I also feel hurt at his attack. He gets out a mop and starts sweeping the floors. I wonder why he does that as it would be better to hoover before using the mop, but guess that he doesn’t want to waste time doing it again and will settle for just using the mop to sweep the mess I just made. When he is done he packs up the mop and puts it on the shelf in the entrance, behind a candlestick up against a large painting in the entrance. I ask him why he is putting it there and that surely there must be some place better to put it. He seems to agree, but also seems frustrated at my remark.
Updated 09-26-2018 at 08:03 AM by 35291
amusement park i was walking through a really crowded amusement park and following a random person while my 2 youngest siblings followed me....we were going to go on the bounce castle.....there were a few with different things in them....i looked down because there were steps...and my feet weren't touching the ground...more like low gravity than flying.....i got lucid but got so excited and my dc distracted me that i lost it....the one bounce thing had slides, and arcade, and a washing machine in it...i screwed up the laundry by accidentally burning it with the iron lake i was swimming in a small lake.....and i kept finding small boats underwater....so i took them out so i could fix them...i was after a canoe and found myself standing on the ground of the lake...which turned out to be a pool.....and the water was held back by a golden light so he could paint the place and people could still swim.....i took the rest of the boats easily (the ground was dry and there was no water in them) and walked them to the opposite shore without getting wet or needing to breath.....then i helped him stir paint....the whole thing was in a building and fully painted when i took the last boat out pool i was in a pool like the one at university..there was a lady who had pool noodles and was teaching a group of about 7year olds how to swim...and there was another guy at the other end of the pool doing the same thing...but no one from the class wanted to be near him.....there were 2 guys holding a this dc guy under water....he turned into a teen and i got him back out.....then they did it again..so i got the guy out of the water and at the same time took the rope he was using to tie the other guy underwater and tied him down.....the other guy rescued him but it gave us enough time to get out of the water safely.......then this lady saw us asked what happened and i told her but left out the bit where i did what the guy was doing back to him......and i got a lecture about revenge not being good because it's just going to keep going and that i should have told her.....she was a lifeguard or swim coach or something street i was with this dc....and we were at the house of an old lady who wanted us to help someone....there were bikers outside that we had to avoid by hiding....and we found her on the ground with a bunch of smashed glass and blood on the ground....i directed large trucks around us because we were in the middle of the road.....i carried her inside and put her on a chair while the dc i was with went to tell the old lady she was fine....than the girl locked me in her living room and said she was going to burn the place down (she thought it was my house)....i petted the cats and took out my cell phone to text the dc that went out that the girl is an arsonist and woke up irl the most normal and likely to happen dream (the amusement park) is the one where i go lucid....but the ones where i breath underwater are seen as not dreams to me....but yay on my first lucid in a while note: xanax
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