Xanous' Dream Journal

#209 - 4:57AM - DILD

I am chasing Erica with a van. Though I don't realize it, the dream looks a lot like inFamous. I am controlling the vehicle with my wedding ring. When I spin the ring up the van goes forward, down backward. When I tilt my ring toward my finger tip the van turns right, toward the knuckle it turns left. I maneuver through thick traffic and realize I am driving backward. I get the feeling that my wife and kids are actually in the van. I also see a radar on the bottom right corner of the screen with a red dot representing the location of Erica. When I turn the van the right way I see the she went through a pedestrian only sidewalk that leads under a bridge then the red dot vanishes. I run under the bridge and everything looks like the San Antonio River Walk with no people around.

I am now sitting in some house crying. I think that she took my son and I will never see him again. After some time I see my son crawl past me. I pick him up and hug him and feel a huge relief. I assume it wasn't my son she took but someone elses. I tell my daughters and wife that I don't know why I was crying and made some excuse about being tired. I felt too embarrassed to say what I was really thinking.

Then I have an FA at the Luling house. As I walk into the bathroom, the change of scenery gets me thinking. I look around and notice how different everything looks from my memory of the place. I suddenly realize this is a dream but I do several nose plugs to be sure.

Then, I am fooled by another FA still in the Luling house. I look at the clock and see it is after 6am. I say, "Oh well, I guess I'll just be late for work." I try to DJ my dream real fast with several devices but none of them will turn on. I realize this is a dream sign and become lucid again.

I fall back into SP and feel stuck in bed. I start spinning and find myself standing up. I feel trapped to the room but see my dad and brother talking. My brother is sitting in a recliner while my dad is standing in front of him giving a lecture. I don't really care what they are saying and I start thinking of a way to get the dream stable though it already is. For some reason I think that I am still in SP. I worry about what time it is and hope that I can wake up soon to see the clock.

As I wait, I begin pacing back and forth singing a song but I can't seem to get any lyrics right. Then I resort to beatboxing. My dad becomes annoyed and shouts something about my interrupting his conversation. I just ignore him and continue. As first, my beatboxing sounds just as crappy as walking life but after a moment I sound pretty legit. I spend a few minutes enjoying this before I suddenly wake up.