9/14/08 2:00 a.m. – 10:00 a.m. 8 hours
It Could Have Lasted Longer…
I just remember thinking that I wanted to be somewhere else, so I tried to think of myself in the building in front of me because I knew I was dreaming. It didn’t work and I lost lucidity.
9/16/08 12:00 a.m. – 7:00 a.m. 7 hours
Camping with Jasmine
4. I am on a trip much like the camping trip I took before college. Most of the people who were on my trip or I am friends with are with me, and so is Jasmine. We’re going out again, and I can hardly believe it. Contrary to real life, we’re camping in the middle of a bunch of buildings and trees rather than the forest. The buildings are much like the buildings at Princeton, very tall and made of stone. They are more like ruins though, as no one lives here anymore. We set down to sleep on a large rock near the buildings. I’m somewhat confused when I consider that I’m going out with Jasmine again, but brush it off.
9:00 a.m. – 10:00 a.m. Nap
More Jasmine
6. I am on a trip with Jasmine and her family. I see her three sisters but Rachel is the only one who looks like normal, and the only one who recognizes me. I think they must all be surprised that I’m back. Rachel greets me Phil, even though back then I went by Philip. There are also two people who I don’t know there, a woman about 30 and a man about 30 as well. I find it funny that I’ve dated two of the sisters and wonder where Megan is (which is complete nonsense because as far as I can remember, in the dream I was just dating Jasmine again).
Later on Jasmine, one of her sisters, and I end up in a bedroom. They lie side by side and I am on top of both of them. One of them won’t move her head, and it’s really inconvenient for some reason. A guy walks into the room and I’m afraid it’s Jasmine’s dad, but it’s the guy from earlier. He tells us to stop or something but we pretty much just ignore him and he leaves.
Then I’m in my house and there’s a small kitten in the room. It was doing something annoying and I push it to the side so it will stop. This only incites it, and it tries to charge me. Every time, I just knock it aside or step back. I start to feel really bad that I’m being mean to a little kitten, and try to call it so I can pet it. I call Batly, and it doesn’t respond. I call Boots and once again it does nothing. Then I realize that it isn’t my cat at all. I think, “This isn’t my cat; I’m dreaming!” though I hardly believe it myself. I try to wake up from the dream and find myself back in bed.
NI—I told my roommate about Jasmine last night. She was probably in every dream I had; I know she was in at least one more that I forgot. The random guy in the nap dream is probably spawned from Titanic. I watched the movie last night and now that I think about it, he reminds me of the fiancé from the movie.
I’m very pleased with how often I’ve become lucid lately (3 times in the last 4 days).