WalkingInWinter

Props to recall techniques. When I woke up this mornig, I was saddened to find that I couldn't remember a thing! But I didn't give up. I just lied there and (while trying not to force things) tried to recall whatever I could. However, I decided to focus primarly on recalling any environmental detail. I felt recollections rising to the surface but I couldn't quite grasp them or define them so they eventually faded away. These feelings of 'almost remembering' rose and fell repeatedly. I just kept lying there and tried to focus any environmental memories. I did this for a long time. Eventually, I remembered one small detail, grass. I vaguely remembered grass, and from that the memory of a field exploded into my mind. And from that came the memory of being in the field of a childhood school. And from there, the whole dream came back. After I recalled this dream, my other dreams came back to mind.

I praise the method of recalling environmental details to saving last night's dreams. Today I'm beginning to do regular, almost obsessive RC's. I plan to form this into a regular habit aswell.

Locations: childhood elementary school, university foodcourt during parents time, Aunts house, RL house

Tags: at childhood school, field, windy?, first crush moved away, in field with other kids, ran into school, went downstairs, beacme university but like when parents were in school, found empty a&w cup, label on rim said i could trade in for new drink. Brought it, deli mamager working there, got the new drink, rootbeer, “why u come here?” “you guys refill it the best”, ranupstairs, eslecator started working, crowded, first day of school starting soon, ran through bootroom?, childhood school again, saw philip, stopped to talk, bench, sat?, other girl came?, might have went into field to get other kids, might not have, school eventually started, walking through bootroom, crowded, went to lockers by library, friendgirl helped me find locker, put stuff away, taylorbrehon?, bullies, i remember S, other bullies real or dc's? They were much bigger than us, i had group, bullies picked on them more, i was initimidated, history of bullieing, left me alone, presented calm strong exterior, recess?, suggested to friend/s that we should learn how to fight

Fully Written: At childhood school and I was a child. In the field and it was windy. I think my first crush (in RL) moved away. It was the first day of school but class hasn't started yet. I was with other kids in the field but I decided to run into the school for something before class started. I went into the bootroom then ran down some stairs. After I went downstairs, the environment became the foodcourt at the university but when my parents were in school. I also wasn't a child anymore, I was my current age. I was jogging and stopped a table. There was an empty A&W cup with a label on it that said you can trade the cup in for new drink. So I brought the cup to the counter. The man working the counter was the Deli manager at my former workplace. He said something like, “Why will you come back?” and I said something like, “Because you refill drinks the best.” It was supposed to be a polite joke but it doesn't really make sense as I write this, lol. After I got the drink, I ran upstairs. I started up the regular stairs because the escalator wasn't working, but it started working as soon as I started up the regular stairs. I noticed it became really crowded as I was hurrying up the stairs. I took this as an indication that the school day was about to start. After I came back upstairs I was a child again. I ran out the doors so I could return to the field at childhood school. There a picnic table by the doors and I noticed Philip was sitting there, waiting for school to start. I said, “Phil!” and I stopped to talk. I think I sat down. Another girl from childhood school came and sat with us. Can't remember who exactly. Can't remember if friends from the field came to us or we went to them, but school eventually started and we all started walking inside. It was crowded. We walked down hallways to our lockers. That girl helped me find my locker. I saw T, childhood friend. There were some bullies there too, who were actually bullies in RL. We were all kids but they were much bigger than us, almost cartoonishly bigger. They were picking on my friends. I was sort of scared but I presented a calm, tough exterior (lol). So they left me alone. We had recess so we all started walking down hall. The bullies walked ahead and I said to my friends after they left that we should learn how to fight so they can't pick on us anymore.


Loc: aunts house, my house
Tags: blue jello, aunts house, mallow getting od, giving speech, blimp, grandpa simpson saying their all old, lisa, grounds keeper willy, ms krabapple, all get in blimp to go somewhere; to 'leave'. Mystery, lisa disguised, blimp crashes, lisa comes out wearing different costume or something, writing paper article, troy mclaur, wearing leather vest, peace sign from someone

FW: All of this is vague. We were in front of a blimp. Everyone was Simpsons-style characters. Mallone (the cat-burglar) was giving a speech in front of the blimp, that he's old and it's time he left. Grandpa Simpson got up and said that we're all old, as if to say who cares that Malone is leaving. It was funny, had to be there, lol. People were boarding the blimp. Groundskeeper Willy and Ms. Krabapple (idk how to spell it) got in, along with Professor Frink. Other people too. Lisa got in but she was disguised. I think she believed the blimp ride was some sort of con. After the blimp crashed, I went into a frame perspective, like a movie screen. There was a spotlight on lisa in her disguise, then she revealed herself.
Vague memory about me writing a newspaper article about Troy Maclure. I was in my Aunt's house. I remember looking at a picture of him in a newspaper and the picture was speaking, like a little tv screen. Troy Maclure was only wearing a leather vest and told a short story about how a young kid gave him the peace sign.

Tags: came home, seemed like aunts house, dad accused me of going into his room + stealing dildo + hiding it up my ass, i ridiculed him for such an idea, i went into kitchen (our home again), bluejello, lots of juice and sugary food. Some past event? I walked somewhere, something to do with ex, cant remember, came home, it was winter, got envelope, it was passport or something like it, had trip coming up, passport had circuits, electronic stickers you put in it, rule that u could travel then come home for certain period or just travel for a certain period then come home, considered traveling far

FW: I was in my aunt's house and was lying on the couch. (Really strange part here) My dad accused me of going into his room, stealing his secret dildo and hiding it in my ass. He was suggesting that I still had it hidden in my butt. I ridiculed him for suggesting such a thing.
I came home again (RL home this time). I walked in through the front door and I remember clearly that it was winter outside. It felt frosty and I could see my breathe. I had a letter of some sort and my parents were in the living room. They looked at me, as if expecting me to return with the letter. I sat down on the couch next to my mom and opened the letter. It was a strange looking passport. It had sockets in it, like you were supposed to put 'electronic letters' into these slots. And if you did this, you somehow got a benefit of some sort. I was preparing for a trip somewhere. There was a label on the passport, that you could travel somewhere and return for free after a certain number of days OR you could travel somewhere and returned home briefly for free but you had to return, can't remember which. I remember considering traveling to a far place on my own time, after this upcoming trip.
I went into the kitchen. There was a lot of sugary snacks there, like sweet juices and so on. I looked in the fridge and there were huge bowls of blue jell-o. I think all the food was left over from some sort of event.

This is my first entry and I plan to post daily. These entries will be edited versions of my personal copy, for privacy reasons. I'm posting to share my experiences and experiments, to contribute to the community and to create a back-up for all my dreams in case my computer ever crashes, .

After reading this sticky, my recall improved dramatically. I woke up and before I started writing, I just lied in bed and thought about my dreams, in an attempt to clarify them. After about 30-60 seconds of that, I started typing on my laptop next to my bed. All I wrote were tags; single words or short phrases. I went back to sleep and repeated these steps when I woke again. I 'fleshed out' the tags periodically throughout the day; between classes and so on. The tags I jotted down when I first woke up allowed me to recall entire dreams later on in the day.

Also! An exciting thing to add regarding Dream Cartography/Mapping. When I first woke up, I seemed to be able to trigger more detailed memories of the dream during times of recall-struggle, by focusing on an environmental detail, such as lighting or room dimensions. I remember trying to focus on how the room was designed, and it immediately brought forth memories of events, emotions and so on.

Note: I don't particularly subscribe to the notion of literally mapping out a 'dreamworld'. I'm not taking a stance one way or the other, but I want to emphasize that in my DJ, when I speak of Dream Cartography/Dream Mapping, I am not using the premise that static dream 'worlds' exist, in our minds or external to our minds. When I speak of Dream Cartography/Dream Mapping, I am merely using it as a different modality of dream description, in addition to the emphasized description of events and social interactions.

Locations: old childhood apartment. old friend's house, drove down a rainy street, old friend of parents' house.

3 scene changes Tags: old apmt with mom. Night. Sneaking sammiches from kitchen. Went into old room. Ex. Slept over? Just friends;not even that. REASON we're seeing each other. Money? Not in love anymore. Woke up, my room but old friend's house. Ex's mom wanted the room. Ex showered. Missed her or missed relationship. She had to go. She left. Old friend's living room. Talking with ex's parents. Teasing about getting in trouble about school money? Overall, nice. I left, drove. Street was rainy, sorta busy. In kitchen, old friend of parents' house. Dad and M there. Explaining experience of old aparment, old friend's house. Had little keychain revolver. Dad and i talking bout how many chambers it had. 5 or 6? M talkin about writing papers back in the day?

Full written: I was in old apartment. It was night outside and the only other person in the apartment was my mother. I went into the kitchen and noticed there was plenty of food in the cupboards ad fridge. I snuck two sandwhiches out of the fridge that I knew were my mom's. I went into my old room. My ex-girlfriend was there. I think she slept over and we slept all night. We woke up the next morning. We weren't in a relationship in the dream. We didn't love each other anymore. I forget the reason we were sleeping over together. She was getting ready to leave for work or school.
Even though the room we were in was still my old room, I sensed that we were in my old friend's house now. Ex was rushing because her mom wanted us out of the room, I think because her mom wanted to sleep in it. I think, in the dream, I kind of missed her and wished we were back together but I also acted like I didn't care that we weren't together anymore. Eventually she left. I went into the living room, which was my old friend's living room. Ex's parents were there. I think we were handling some sort of business but I forget what it was. They were sort of teasing me (in a midly mean way) about having money troubles with the organization that funds my education. Eventually I think they were nice though, then I eventually left. I went into a 3rd-person perspective, while watching a car (I think I was driving) turn onto a grey, rainy street and drive away.
Suddenly, I was in the kitchen of an old friend of my parents', that they or I don't see anymore. I was sitting at the table, with my father next to me and with Mike, the old friend, next to him. I think I was describing all that happened while I was with my ex. While I was telling the story, I was playing with a small keychain toy, which was a silver revolver gun. It was small and metal. It had 5 or 6 chambers and we my father and I were debating whether it was 5 or 6. It was confusing because there was a screw near one of the chambers.
Really vague memory of the friend, M, talking about writing papers a long time ago.

Tags: At work, conference room, going under overpass.

FW: Vague memory of being in a conference room at a workplace. Then another memory of driving under an overpass on a highway.

Tags: In dorm room. Composition of many rooms or new room? Inconsiderate roommate. Crowds my space. Takes pillow. Wears diapers. Smells bad. Uses bathroom constatly. Wasnt old enough to be in college. Dorm room was big and had many room. Was dark and had wood walls. He invited 2 friends over. Were jerks. One looked like my cousin D? Tried being friends with roommate. Kept being jerk. I followed one into other room. Asked him if he was old enough to be in college he said no. Told him leave. He said no. Took a knife to his throat and threatned to kill him if he didnt leave. Told his brother that id kill him if he didnt leave too. He played on my laptop.

FW: I was in a dorm room, but it had 2 rooms and a bathroom. I've never been in this place in RL. I was trying to go to sleep on this bed but my roommate (don't have a roommate in RL) lied down next to me in the same bed and was crowding me (didn't find it strange we were sharing the same bed). I was annoyed so I got up to use the bathroom. While I was up, he took my pillow and was using both pillows. I think he was going to and from the bathroom and was wearing diapers, and he also smelled bad. He didn't seem old enough to be in college. He invited two friends over, even though it was the middle of the night. They looked like kids too. One of them looked like my cousin, D. His friends were inconsiderate aswell. One of them was using my laptop without permission. One got up to go into the kitchen so I followed him. I asked him if he was old enough to be in college and he said no. I started yelling at him to get out. He wouldn't so I pulled a knife out, threw him to the floor and held the knife to his throat. I kept threatening to slit his throat. I remember knowing that I didn't have the courage to actually kill him. I remember seeing the veins on his neck pulse blue and red. I think his brother (the other friend who my roommate invited over) and my roommate came into the kitchen, and I kept threatening them that I'll kill him.

Tags: Parents wake me up in my room. Ask to drive brother to school soon. Coffeetable in my room. Kept trying to look into my room.said illl drive him there but i cant pick him up cause ill still be at school.

FW: I was in my room and parents knock on door. They ask me to drive my brother to school soon. They kept trying to look into my room so I kept slightly closed the door so they couldn't see, just to bug them. I said I could drive them there but that I couldn't pick him up after school, because I'll still be in class.

Tags: I was a child at our old house. In living room. Had that old huge pillow. I was in trouble,did something wrong, but was somehow morally justified. Mom trying to 'apologize', by offering ice cream and treats. Dad was mad. Mom went to go get a diff treat and gave it to my dad. Room was current living room now, dad dropped plate of food on the floor. I was startled awake.

FW: I was a child in our old house. I was in the living room. There was this huge brown pillow we used to have and it was there. I think I was trouble or that I did something wrong, but I think I was somehow morally justified in whatever I did. My mom was trying to 'apologize' or make things better by giving me ice cream and different sugary treats. My dad, however, was mad about whatever happened. When my mom went to go get another treat for me, she gave it to my dad to give to me. I was sitting on the living room floor. My dad walked up to me and deliberately dropped the plate on the floor. This startled me awake.