SilverZero's Dream Journal

[SilverZero]

Well, I decided yesterday to try to get some more out of my sleepy time, and I already have some good dreams recalled! Here are the ones I remember from last night (not sure about the order). I was at college, but it wasn't my college. It was just the corner of some street (the street did a 90-degree turn, not an intersection). There was a small parking lot on the inside corner, like a rest stop, and on the straight part there was a shopping center, but I just remember a McDonald's. I was out for lunch, and I decided to just walk. I had enough money for some food, but I didn't want McDonald's. Luckily, down the street a few doors was Arby's, which sounded better. When I started out it was nice weather, but when I remember the Arby's and walking there, it was raining and cloudy. I crossed to the other side, where there was a curb and a big puddle. I was stooping down to get under a tree branch, but also trying to step over the puddle, and I stepped in it. It ended up being about a foot deep, and I soaked my foot and leg. I didn't care, I just kept going to avoid being embarrassed. When I got to the Arby's, it was like a little shack. People were sitting at tables, but the order counter was just a till on a display case, and the menu was written in chalk on a board on the wall. It said "All sandwiches $4.25" and had other things on it, but I was trying to think of which sandwich I wanted, so I didn't notice. I asked the girl at the till what they had, and she said the menu was on the case below her. I looked, and it was just glass with food behind it (like you'd see at a deli). I saw some meat with yellow cheese on it, and the sign said something with mozzarella (like roast beef with mozzarella). I knew it wasn't, but I ordered that for my sandwich. She said, "I actually think that's [something, I didn't hear her], not mozzarella." I said, yeah, I know, but I'll have that. That's all I remember from this one, but it was at least pretty long, totally fabricated, and I remember it pretty clearly. I was in my office, like I am right now, and I realized it was Thursday afternoon, and I had about an hour before I had to be at class. I hadn't done my assignments, and I was suddenly aware that I had put them off. I thought maybe a little bit that I was dreaming, since I don't lose track of time (I was somewhat aware that I had planned out the week in order to have Wednesday free to do these assignments, in real life). I thought about just going and not having them, but it was the last class of the season. So I thought about calling in sick, because somebody did that last class and it was no big deal. Then I thought I should just email my teacher and say I wasn't coming in. Every time, I didn't like it because it was the last class. I also thought about what my overall grade would be, since I know I've got full marks on everything, and this one assignment wasn't worth enough to drop me down a grade (even though there were two assignments I hadn't done, I didn't think that way). The dream ended before anything else happened. I really do have some assignments to do before tomorrow, so that's probably related. I was at work by the copy machine, and my boss was there. It was like I had just walked into a room and she was right there, so I couldn't avoid her. I had a project I hadn't quite finished yet, and I didn't want her to ask about it, so I started talking about some other stuff really quick. That's all I remember about this one. Also some real-world correlation with this. There was something about Hulk Hogan, but he was referred to as Terry (his real name). He had the red bandana, and his hair was pretty long. That's as much as I remember about this. So far so good!

[SilverZero]

Last night was a bomb for me. I thought I was prepared, but I ended up staying up late working on some things, and by the time I got into bed, I was done. I thought my dreaming would be fine, but I couldn't remember much of anything this morning. Some bits and pieces came back later in the morning, but nothing other than flashes and emotions. Maybe I'll try to put them into words in a bit.

[SilverZero]

I remember a couple of things from last night's dreams, and I remember a rush of being lucid in one, so I want to get things down now while they're semi-fresh. The earliest dream I remember was something about growing salt crystals. I had a bucket full of water, full of salt, and when I kicked it, the clumps of salt grew like those halloween ash snakes up inside the bucket. I think I remember my LD experience being next. I was lying in bed, like normal, and actually having feelings that I wasn't having any dreams that night (I had a strong feeling of that all night, it seems). But then, as I was lying on my right side, I was looking at what seemed like a black screen with a bright, multicolored image in the center. The image was like a heart, and like a flower, and was tangled with ribbons or something. Lots of blues and reds and greens and yellows. Somehow, I just had the consciousness that I was dreaming, and then that I was aware that I was dreaming! I was kinda stuck at this point. I couldn't really do anything, because all I had was that image on the screen. I felt like I was on the verge of waking up as soon as I became lucid, and I actually felt myself wavering between the dream state and waking (I just knew, some of you must know what that's like). It's like I was pushing/willing my body to get sucked into the screen, as if that was the portal to a more complete dream scene. As I had feelings of losing the dream, I did the hand-rubbing thing, which actually seemed to stabilize me, and after that I tried to spin on the spot, but I couldn't actually do it. The best way I can describe the feeling now that I reflect on it is like when you have one of those Magic-Eye pictures, and it's appeared for you, but when your eyes stray to the edges of the image, it starts to fall back into the background, so you're almost afraid to look too far away or disturb yourself too much. That's what this was like. After about a minute of trying, I woke up. But I think it was a false awakening after that, because somehow I have the impression that my consciousness wasn't really conscious during that awakening. I gotta get better at frequent state tests. Oh well, I'm calling this one an LD, and the rush is really good just knowing I got my feet wet! This was probably the last dream of the night, and I recall it as the longest and fairly vivid. I was in a large warehouse-type building, with a stage at one end. I was there with my friends to play a show, and a few other friends were there (I don't remember who they were). There were several drum sets set up on stage, but I got the impression I was supposed to set up M's white drums (of which all but the bass drum were black . . .). I grabbed the bass, which was in two telescoping pieces, and carried it up. It came apart as I did, so one half was like the "lid" that sat over the other side. When I got it up there, M said he didn't need them (he was working on another set). S was there, C was there, but R wasn't, so it wasn't the whole band, I guess. C told us that we were playing a benefit concert for blind people, but instead of calling it a battle of the bands (yeah, that's not a benefit, and we were the only ones there, as I recall), he said we were calling it a "fairness fight" or something. Seemed to make sense. Somebody called, to see where I was, because it was late or midnight or something. I don't remember what I said, except I was just going to stay there, and I guess I felt kinda bad. Next thing I know, I'm out of the shower, walking around the warehouse looking for a towel. I think M's mom was there, but nobody seemed to care. I also couldn't find any deodorant that I liked, so I was looking at shelves in the warehouse, and all I could see was a kind like mine, but different scent, and it was in a big 2-gallon mayonnaise bucket or something. It was across the way, anyway. I guess it didn't matter, because after this, I was getting ready to play. I found my guitar leaning against the wall in the distance (in the tweed bag), but I couldn't find my floorboard. Eventually, I did, buried on a shelf on the floor under some other boxes. I pulled it out. Some little kids (4th grade-ish) wanted to play with it, but I told them I had to use it. I was opening it to check the contents, but when I got the lid off, I set it aside, and what was in there was not my stuff. In fact, the whole case was much smaller (even though it looked and felt right when I got it out, and even had the badge on it). I don't remember what, if anything, was in it. I grabbed the lid, which was now smaller and gray instead of black. I put it back on, and the whole case was small, less than a foot in length, and gray, and shaped like a rhombus. I looked around and there were a few more the same size and shape. That's about all I remember. Lots of clues that this was a dream, but I didn't catch any of them. Quel dommage. And as a bonus, I'm going to record a dream I remember from about two weeks ago, because I can't shake it. I was in an outdoor market, like in the Middle East. There were a few stands (basically large crates full of fruit and such), and I was by the corner of a building. It was sunny, lots of sand colors. Suddenly, T (WPs sister) shows up. We're kind of around the corner, just a bit, but not on the main strip. She just approaches me, I say something. She says she really likes me, and I say I didn't think she even knew who I really was, or that we've ever formally met. She says, "That's what I wanted you to think," or something to that effect. Then she kisses me. It's not at all a sexual thing, but overwhelmingly romantic, just a sense of total happiness. You can probably imagine how I felt when I read that early scene in HP7, with Harry and Ginny on Harry's birthday. This dream was before the book came out, by the way.

[SilverZero]

Well, I was up late finishing HP7, so I got to sleep later than usual. I woke up sure I had not had any dreams, or at least none I was aware of. But in the shower, I remembered one. It's HP-themed, expectedly. I was, I imagine, Harry. The first part I remember was that I saw (in the near future) a wooden ship moving across the lake, when a very large shark came up to it at a right angle and chomped it in the middle. It was as large as the ship, at least, and its bite came down all the way across the deck, shattering the ship. After that, I was on the ship, hanging on to the bow, I guess, and I told Neville (I think) that there was going to be an accident, and told him to just keep swimming. We saw the shark come up just as in my vision, but it was much smaller, I believe. We still got thrown off - whether the ship was destroyed, I don't know. We swam to shore. Next in the dream, I remember sitting on the shore, and seeing the actual scene with the large shark and an empty ship. The ship was demolished, and the whole lake sloshed outward like if you push your palm on a bowl of water, then it came crashing back together very roughly. There were box-like pillars all beneath the surface of the lake. The next part I remember, I was on the run, somebody was looking for me, and I was sitting on like a fire-escape on the side of a building. An officer of some sort found me, and was asking me who I was. He seemed to be convinced that I wasn't who he wanted, or I actually wasn't, but I didn't know anything about who he was looking for (might have been Ron). Either way, it was like I had told a really good lie, and later everybody was really happy with me. I remember some sort of ending, like talking to Ron about going on to college or adulthood or something. Too vague now.

[The Cusp]

Not another Harry Potter dream!

[SilverZero]

Not another Harry Potter dream! I know. Believe me, I know. I almost didn't even write that dream out, but the point is to improve my dream recall. I read for six hours yesterday to finish the book, so it was bound to happen.

[SilverZero]

Another bust last night, pretty much. I'm only getting glimpes and fragments of one dream (something about a yoga-type class).

[Lucid_boy]

It does blow when you can't remember your dreams, that happened to me the other night. Your first entry, I think it was, sounded like you were freaking out and had a thousand things to do.

[SilverZero]

It does blow when you can't remember your dreams, that happened to me the other night. Your first entry, I think it was, sounded like you were freaking out and had a thousand things to do. I did, but I got through most of it. I think I just need to improve my sleep consistency until I have good dream recall.

[SilverZero]

Hoo now! I've got four dreams to log, and THREE were lucid! The strange part is, I think they all (at least the last three) took place after I moved out to the couch from my bed. M woke me up at 3:30, then left the room, then came back and I couldn't get to sleep for another 90 minutes or so (I was trying to stay still and fall asleep, telling myself I would have an LD, and I started to fade between wake and dream a few times, but M came back and started tossing every time I'd get close). Finally, I moved to the couch. By now, it's 5am, and I'm still focusing on dreaming. Somehow, the first one doesn't fit with my recollection of the night, so it might have happened earlier, and I just happened to be on the couch. I'm on the couch, sleeping, and somebody comes to the door. M answers, tired but pleasant, and there's three older ladies at the door, dressed like they just got back from Sunday church. They just up and walk away, one of them with a (very large) video camera. I got the impression they were making a film about how people are jerks when they have to answer the door at 6am, and this one didn't pan out. Then, for some reason I check M's phone, and there's a missed call from my old college landlord, G. Next thing I know, he's there, kinda checking around the house (as if it was his property). I was a bit confused, but not really annoyed with him. Apparently he has moved here, and just dropped by. He lost a lot of weight, I realized near the end of the dream. Strangely, as we went to the back of the house, it became my parents' house. G is climbing on what look like curtain brackets randomly all over the wall, scraping labels off of other brackets on the wall. The wall is also patched and uneven all over, as if it were being remodeled. I'm reclining on the floor, watching, and I say, "you don't have to do that - this isn't your house." And, that's all I remember. I was laying on the couch, trying to fall asleep (for real). Suddenly, I'm dreaming, and I am walking along a hillside, like in a park. At the bottom of the hill (it's all grass), there's M, but looking like when we first met, and with red hair. I woke up (I thought), and was interested enough to go back to bed (tee hee). But when I get there, M is lying with just shoulders and head on the end bed, and arched up like a bridge, with back level to the bed surface and knees bent and standing on the floor. It's the same M from the "dream" I just "woke" from. So I realize, hey, I'm dreaming! M kinda loses my focus, because now I'm lucid! I'm conscious that I might lose the dream at any time, because I know I'm on the couch and it's getting brighter outside. I start rubbing my hands together which kinda helps, and spinning, which doesn't. I feel great because I'm lucid, even if I still can't get very far beyond my current scene. I'm just working on not losing it. Then I did. Back on the couch. So now I'm awake again, and it's been about 15 minutes since I was awake before this dream (which feels about right for the amount of dream-time I actually experienced). I say to myself, I'm going back! So I lay there, still, and try to get back into a dream state. And it worked! I jumped instantly into a dream where I was . . . still on the couch. I just knew - my LDs have a "feeling." M came out, I told her I was dreaming, and I was, again, on the verge of fading out of the dream. Hand-rubbing commenced once I got control of my hands and was able to move without throwing myself "off-balance" and out of the dream. I forget what happened then, but I woke up pretty quick. It was five minutes later on the clock when I woke up. Well, how about one more? I get back to trying to get into a dream, and a few minutes later, I was, fully lucid. I was in a pasture of some sort, with some livestock (cows, probably) around me. Finally, some open space! I walk around a bit, rubbing my hands, spinning a bit, just to get deeper into the dream. After a minute, I feel like I'm comfortable enough to try some more. As I'm trying to decide what to do, I jumped for no reason, and it was quite a jump. Very high, very slow. So I land, pause for a second, and say, why not? I jump off the ground again, and I just keep rising. The ground sinks beneath me, and after a few seconds, I realize I'm not in total control of my ascent - I can't stop. It's not scary, but it bothers me a bit, so I make a point of focusing on stopping. And I do, after a bit of effort. I'm kinda high up, but now that I'm stable, I figure I'll go for some lateral movement. And away I went, into a bit of a dive-bomb, but controlled, and more forward than down. I swing back up, try a turn or two . . . and I think that was the end of it. The "fading" feeling was much less during my flight, so I had some better control over this LD, at least, but eventually I just lost it. The clock said it was about ten minutes later. I tried for a while longer, and I don't think I remember anything more. The alarm went off at 7am anyway, so I got up, hopped in the shower to reflect on my dreams (my recall is better after being awake a few minutes and thinking about the dreams, I've found), and here I am now. I'm going to count at least two of these as WILDs, because the time in the dream, subtracted from the time on the clock when I came back, puts me at about the same time I saw before I entered the dream. Three short, but sweet, LDs within an hour. I declare this night a success!

[SilverZero]

Whoops, I got caught up reading when I should be writing my dreams. Last night, in following with my pattern so far, was a bit less spectacular. But I do remember parts of two dreams. I was dating T for some reason. We were very happy, and knew it was right. At one point, I asked T's father for permission to propose. He wouldn't give it, and I was frustrated (obviously) but not really mad at him, even though he didn't even want us dating. T was, a bit, but S was still really nice and welcoming, so it was hard to be angry with him. After that, I think we just hung out some more. That's about all I recall. Which is too bad, because I know there was more, and I woke up feeling really good. (Why can't I get lucid in these ones?) M and I lived in a house (different than this one), but EW and RW also lived with us, in the next room (I could see them in bed when I was in bed). This one is fading on me, but I remember M searching for something, and just flipping on the lights in E & R's room while they were asleep. I said, hey, they're still sleeping, you know, and M got kinda confused, but didn't turn off the lights. Eventually, E and R got out of bed. R had long hair. E looked normal. In a different scene (in the middle of this, or later, I don't remember), we were talking about fluoride rinses or something. It seems like we were in my 1st grade classroom, but in the present. I said something about not using the gels they use in dentists' offices, and using something else, and E just looks up and says, "Oh, keep using those, they make you taste the best!" And everybody looks at her and me, and she's kinda embarrassed, but more from just speaking up in the middle of everything, and somehow I realize, oh, of course, because we had to kiss one time for . . . some reason. It was like a requirement for something. Somewhere else in the dream, M accidentally threw away like $40, and I knew it, so I found it in the garbage bag when we were looking for it (I don't think that's what M was looking for earlier). That's what I remember now.

[SilverZero]

Three dreams recalled last night (I just remembered a third, and it's 4pm). Got a text from JJ, who said her eyesight was getting worse. I recommended something for it. We went over to see her. I asked her (in writing, somehow, I think before we got there) if GK might lend us money to buy a house. She said probably, I explained how the house next to ours was dropping in price, but we wouldn't buy that one. She said yes, and then GK came around and said no problem. Then JJ told me how GK was going to fix the skylight (there's no skylight at that house), and I looked up and saw another row of windows over the kitchen, that opened over the porch roof. Then we were talking about how GK was going to improve the flush power of the toilet. I said it could be done just by raising the tank higher. She said that's what GK was going to do. That's all. I was with a crowd that was harassing people for some reason (or no reason). We were at a school of some sort. Somebody suggested a "lit run," which, it turns out, means running around until we find somebody reading, then chasing them. We found some kid named Tommy, who ran away and outran everybody, then ditched us all, but I saw him and talked to him. He said nobody could catch him because he's so tall. I told him to stand up, and he's only average height (shorter than me). I told him to join the track team, which apparently I'm the coach of. I want him to run the 400. We try him out, and he's pretty fast, but I have another kid run behind him and tell him to bowl him over if he's slower than this big kid. They start running the track, and suddenly S shows up (T's father, from other dreams). We talk about something, I don't remember, then I see Tommy straying off the track. I yell at him to get back on. It's like he watches his feet while he runs, so he doesn't stay on course. Later, on the other end of the track, there are desks in a few spots, I talk to some of the people there. I sit down at the 300m mark at a table, and some woman comes up (I know her in the dream). She says she needs bacteria (?), and she can't find any. I ask her what she needs, and she says "anything, positives, negatives, any scrapings." So I say, why not just scrape everybody's cheeks here, and culture them? She says that's a great idea. The sun was behind her head, and her eyes and cheek looked like they were made of tissue (light was shining through them), but that didn't seem weird in the dream (swing and a miss). Then, I remember spraying some antibiotic on petri dishes. I was with a bunch of family, maybe in Cali, and we decided to go to a concert. It was like a symphony, but it was in what appeared to be a high school gym. I was sitting in the stands waiting for everybody else to show up, and one other person I knew was there (I don't remember who). Suddenly, BD (my old friend from the bus) shows up, and he's all happy to see me, and I him. He's wearing a ridiculously huge pair of shorts that come down to his ankles, and a large T-shirt. I think he also had a red hat. I asked him something about where he's been, I don't remember what he said, and my family showed up. I woke up at 12:45am, 1:45am, and once again, but I was too lazy to get up and move to the couch (it seemed too early), so no WBTB/WILD attempts.

[SilverZero]

Tried a WBTB at 3:45am this morning, but it didn't pan out. I think I missed a good opportunity for a DILD, too. Bother. Not sure about the time of this one. I was with friends, including CM, and we were planning a grill party or something. First, everybody got steaks and such from the house we were at, but I didn't get anything, and then everybody started cooking them there, which I also passed on - I figured I'd just get mine at the store. But I was feeling a little stressed because they'd already have theirs done, and I still had to get and cook mine. Then we went to the store (on bikes) and some people still wanted some meat, but I still didn't know what to get. They had the butcher cook their steaks there, which was strange. One person (UP from college?) kept telling them to make his "blue," and I never found anything. I remember some other people in the parking lot harassing us, too, and somebody almost got hit by a car. Then, we were at a beach, and somebody suggested poker (SB, from jail, I think). He had some of the nice chips, but in a plastic bag. I asked if he needed more, he asked how many he had (?), and that's the end. (Post-WBTB) I was at a university. The first part I remember is being on the grounds at night while a wild deer with many wolf-like qualities (cross-breed, it appeared) was loose. Everybody was scared because it had hurt some people already. I think I went looking for it, or at least walked to another building, because some security guard got all mad at me for putting myself in danger. I went up to a computer on a landing of some stairs (I could look down the stairs to the left of the terminal). Some librarian or something was giving another guy a tour, and they came to the computer. One of them asked a question about something, like why it was the way it was, and the other didn't know, but I said, "because it's on a networked server." Sounded right at the time. (Post-WBTB) I don't think this was part of the last dream, but it might have been. I was at a university again, but in some apartments (or really nice dorms). I remember going up to a room kinda hidden in the walls, and when I came back, I saw that I could see across to another building (windows for walls), where a woman was watching TV from her bed. She noticed me and beckoned me, and then I was there. We did "stuff" for a while, and then I was back in the other building. I rushed up to my hidden room (it was like a passageway, bricks for walls, narrow corridor, and getting there required me to take several passages within this passage, through doors of brick built into the wall). I felt really bad for cheating on M, but figured she'd never find out, so I'd just ignore it. Next thing I know, she's there, and she is watching a video of me and the woman, which I thought she couldn't find because it was in my room. She got all mad and left. I know I'm missing some details here about the scene and the dialogue, and the specifics of this part. Anyway, at this point, between how bad I feel and how I know I'm not that stupid, I decide I must be having a dream. I convince myself that I am (after a bit), and then I'm awake in a new scene, but M is still mad. I feel really scared, because I really DID do this thing. Then I remember being awake for real and knowing it was a dream, but I missed a chance for a DILD. This part must have been in one of the other three dreams, but it seems like it was at the end of everything. My phone rings, and the ID says "Heather Graham" as if her number was already in my phone. I say (to whoever is there) "Don't you hate it when famous people call you?" I answer the call as I walk away (down a grocery store aisle along a wall, I think), but nobody is there. I don't feel that strange, because we have worked on something together recently (in the dream, not in waking life). So I call her back. She answers "Hello?" and I say, "Miss Graham?" at the same time she says "This is Miss Graham." I just go on and say, "This is _____ returning your call from a few minutes ago." She sounds confused. "Oh, um, I don't remember calling you." I immediately figure she accidentally called me while the phone was in her pocket or something. I think I apologize and we hang up, but I don't remember exactly how the exchange ends, or what happened next. Another fragment that I can't quite place. M was pregnant, and we were lying on a bed. Her water broke, and she had gray pants on so I could see it was true. We got ready to go to the hospital, but I seem to remember us deciding her water hadn't really broken. (What was it, then?)

[SilverZero]

I was with CM and DH on a highway interchange or something. We pulled off where a bunch of other cars were. There were some radio personalities there (LM, RL) and they were interviewing somebody in a car. We went to join them, balancing on some large boulders on the side of the road. Then, we were at CM's house, but not at all the real one. There was a narrow staircase that led up, and we all decided we needed to use a bathroom. I went to C's parents' room, which was the top floor. It was like a huge penthouse, lots of windows and silk. The "bathroom" was a combination fountain and huge, wrap-around sink with several levels. The only problem was, as I stood there, the windows gave a full view from the neighbors' house (about 100 yards away). M and I went to a gym. I was doing some jump squats with 45-lb dumbells. Then, I think J and AK were there, playing tennis in the middle of the floor, but with no real ball. We joined them, trying different power serves. The gym was closing for the night. That's all.

[SilverZero]

I shouldn't even bother today. I remembered two dreams when I woke up, but I have forgotten them. All I recall is me having very long hair (like a mohawk) that curled over like a wave. It was like 18 inches. Hopefully I'll remember more later.

[SilverZero]

I'm in a rut, but I'm not going to get discouraged. One dream today to log. I was with TH (from WSC). We were going driving - like a gang. I went to a huge warehouse-style garage, where my Dad had a red 1970 Porsche. Did it look like a real 1970 Porsche? I don't know, but everybody liked it. As I went to get it, there was a big Jeep or something next to it. As I got near, a security system went off. The security system consisted of a nail gun connected to a trip wire or sensor or something. It started shooting all over the place, until I could grab it and disarm it. JS (RS's brother) showed up and said it was his, we laughed or something. T and I drove off. He had a green little convertible coupe, like an MG. We drove through a downtown-SF-type area, and I was walking through some cable cars with tables in them at one point. There was a scuffle of some sort, I believe, but I don't remember much more.

[SilverZero]

Wow, so many nights without sleep. My new baby girl is conflicting with my dream time, but hopefully soon I'll be back on track.

[SilverZero]

It's been a long time since I've updated, but it's been a long time since I've remembered any dreams (having a baby is wonderful, but not ideal for sleep). But hey, last night I had a DILD! My recall is hazy, but I remember being with a group of people, talking about Jesus and how some of them didn't believe the things he did. We were by a large lake, so I walked out on it to show them that it was possible (not heresy - read the Bible). By the time I was out there, I realized I was dreaming. Then, I was in a field, like the yard next-door to where I grew up, but with more flowers. The other people had disappeared, and I wanted to deepen the clarity, so I rubbed my hands together, and I almost spun around, but then I remembered that was typically for changing scenes, and I didn't want to lose the dream, so I didn't. I also started to say "clarity!" over and over, even though I remember thinking, what if I'm talking in my sleep? My wife will think I'm crazy! I have had these thoughts every time I've thought about people yelling things like "increase clarity!" in their dreams, but this was in the dream - another indication that my consciousness works well in my dreams. I actually touched my lips while i said "clarity" the first time, to see if they were really moving (this was all in the dream), but when I realized they were, I also realized it didn't mean anything since I was in the dream. It kinda worked, though, so good for me. I remember trying to will something or someone to appear with me, and I tried several times, but I don't remember if it worked or not. I remember being happy that I was lucid again, though! Unfortunately, that's all I remember. I woke up smiling because I had a new LD.