I'll try and stick to the same format I use for the DJ kept on my laptop (mainly so I can copy and paste it straight in), and hopefully I'll keep this up. Here is a quick key so you know exactly what I mean:
Dream sign.
Whilst Lucid.
22nd March 2009
The dream started in a local supermarket, Tesco, where I was offered a job by one of the employees. It is currently Easter break in real life and so I had the free time to do some part time work. I started immediately, with my first task to re-stock some of the shelves; I took a case of hot chocolate and walked to the specified aisle. I noticed I was dressed in the Tesco uniform and as I tried to stack the hot chocolate the labels were continuously changing. I was called to the staff room by one of the managers, who knew I could help some of the staff with maths problem sheets. The room was long and industrial, with a table that extended further than I could see where employees worked. I helped two people before the scene changed. The first was on linear algebra and analysis, where the maths made sense (a rarity for the majority of my dreams) and the second appeared to be calculus.
I was now outside Jack's house in Pakefield. A man was riding a motorbike in the shape of an elongated green prism, continually racing up and down the road. At this point, I was not seeing the dream from my perspective.
The scene changed to a road in Newcastle university. There was a formally-dressed performance about to start and people were selling tickets outside. I listened to one particular girl trying to persuade me to buy a ticket. I showed no interest, but as she mentioned her getting naked within the play, a large group of people flocked around her. I walked over to the entrance, inappropriately dressed, and saw bouncers taking tickets for admittance. Whilst the bouncer looked the other way, I bolted into building and ran upstairs to the seating area. I saw a familiar face, Jemma from my hometown's church and we sat and chatted for a while; I explained my situation. Her friend entered the room, I was introduced and realised I was very out of place in terms of the dress code and decided to leave. As I walked back down the stairs towards the exit, one of the bouncers caught me by the hood of my jacket and I was aware I was caught without a ticket. Tom was also there and in the same situation. I panicked initially, but knew I could escape the doorman just as I entered. I told him to tell the receptionists in another room my situation and he left me alone. Me and Tom ran for the door, it was heavy, but I managed to squeeze through and ran to a nearby car park jumping into a bright green Mazda convertible for a swift getaway.
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