non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP At mom's. The neighbors' right across the hall bring an injured dog and put him in front of our door. We pretend not to notice. So the poor dog is eventually taken by them to be treated by a vet, but again they lay him down in front of our door. We don't understand. Maybe they think he's ours? I look for blankets to make a bed outside for him. It's stormy on the street and very cold outside in the hallway. Watching a theatre play. A man and a woman in the 1900s meet and talk. Thet are both depressed as they both lost their spouses. She comes visit him regularly and he starts writing down what they talk about. Mostly about grief and rebuilding their lives. At some point she feels she healed and starts talking with him about closure and thinking of marrying again. He agrees with her arguments, but he thinks she is making innuendos towards him and she wants to marry him. He keeps writing about his grief although when they meet he is now looking refreshed just as she is. In the first occasions they met, they didn't care to look good and attractive, now they both are putting in the effort. But he keeps denying that he feels something for her and is feeling pressured by her conversation, although she never mentions anything romantic at all. She asks him when his he stopping writting on his notebook and he doesn't see why he should. He gets upset and starts avoiding her.
My dad left the house and I wa shome alone. My mum had already told me that I had been accused of saying something bad, like I'm going to burn it down" or something like that, it was about burning. Police then knocked on my door. I was scared I waited a while but they didn't go away, I opened the door and they asked me if I said what I said, their piece of evidence was the daily mirror strangely though, my quote was on the racing form. I never recognised this. I said I had nothing to do with it and it wasn't me who sad it. Then I'm in a truck with Hawkeye and Black Widow chasing some guy, who I think might of stitched me up. We fought the guards and took over the truck, however the guy escaped Hawkeye and Widow chased him on bikes while I (thinking to myself how sweet the Camaro is) found one it was the Transformers Edition I started to drive in out the back of the truck and join the chase. Side Notes Before I went to bed I was thinking of driving the Camaro in my dream all day. So one of my dream goals is complete.
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