Xanous' Dream Journal

set the alarm for 3:00AM (5 hours sleep) but I was way too tired for a WBTB or to even to do any induction this morning. So all I did was go pee and then straight to bed and repeated a mantra. "I will remember my dreams and know that I am dreaming." I probably got only 3 or 4 repeats before passing out.

#211 - 4:08AM - DILD

I have a false awakening in a recliner and look around. I see that I am in the first house I bought with my ex but there is only one DC in the room. My brother is taking apart a old bookcase or entertainment center with a hammer. The piece of furniture looks like is it made of old and weathered 1x4. I am confused that my brother came to visit me. I have no memory of is planned visit from Texas and become even more confused whats going on. I stand up and speak to my brother, "Hey, Tim. What are you doing?"
He replies, "Nothing. It's just a dream."
At first I feel embarrassed and think that he is just making fun of me for my lucid dreaming. He called me a hippie once in waking life and I feel like he's just messing with me again. I say, "Oh funny. I mean why are you here?" If he answered I can't remember because I suddenly have to know what time it is. I look behind me and see a oven with a clock. The time is 23:01. We never use military time and I let out a confused, "Whaaat?"
Tim looks at me, "I told you this was a dream." This is getting really silly so I do a nose plug but my breathing feels obstructed.

I look around and see that house looks different in a lot of ways. Tim is now doing something with a sheet of Sheetrock. As I stare blankly at him I realize the whole process is really distorted and odd. I decide I better make a more through RC and really try to blow through the nose plug this time. The RC proves I am dreaming but I do one more nose plug to be sure. I realize that my sinus feel slightly clogged and figure that's why I didn't quite pass the RC the first time. I say to my brother, "Oh wow this is a dream! I'm such a dipstick."
"Suck shit, dick-shit-dipstick." was his only reply. From some reason I find this to be completely hilarious and laugh my ass off at him for a moment. After I collect myself, I repeat the phrase back to him to be sure I can remember it when I wake up. While I do so I look over at a woman who is staring at me. I think it must be my wife but I ignore her and turn back to my brother but he has now vanished. I look throughout the house, "Dude where'd you go?" I call his name several times but quickly decide to let it go. "By the way, I totally believed you the first time." (lie) "Thanks though. Thanks Tim." I feel grateful to him for getting me lucid. But wait, that probably wasn't Tim. That was actually a part of me. I call out one more time, "Thanks subC!"

I see the front door and decide its adventure time. I try to think of a goal I had but I draw a blank. I become afraid that I am waking up and try to maintain. I calm myself and reach for the doorknob wondering what will be out there waiting for me. Suddenly, I hear my son crying out and feel the bed move as my wife gets up.