rkcole
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Dream 1: Actually a few days old but I never posted it here, just my other journal.
I am standing in the middle of a large, light brown dome shaped room. A string is tied to each of my fingers and each string goes down a separate hallway and I have no clue what they where tied to. In the dream I just stood in the middle of the room moving my hands and arms in a swaying motion to pull the strings, the whole thing was very calm and I remember thinking how nice it felt on my shoulders.

Dream 2: Again in a brown, dome room, this one seemed to have a nautilus type construction and felt underground. I was with a man and we were trying to make something from these large paddle shaped metal poles, I think it may have been some kind of weapon but I'm not sure.. It didn't seem unpleasant at all even though I think there was little to no luck with the paddles.

I was in a line with some people all working as cashiers someplace other than my actual job. It had a grocery store feeling and the main color I remember from the fragment was a light brown.

Last night my boyfriend and I started a new lucid dreaming program he downloaded for his I Pad, I had three dreams I can remember and two seem to have been slightly lucid!

Dream 1:

I’m working at a Mc Donalds or something lame like that in what felt like a hotel lobby. A crack head couple came in during a rush and they where super mean to the girls I was working with. I asked them to leave which would be super scary in waking life and they wouldn’t so we called the police.

Dream 2:

Walking home from work with a friend along the train tracks in my town. We get to her house and part ways. As soon as I am alone everything goes pitch black with the only lights being weak and flickering like candles. Even when I try and move towards them they never seem to come closer. I try and scream but no sound comes out, and when I try and run it’s like my feet wont get any traction and I am running but stay still. This horrifying effect where I can’t move or make noise was common in my childhood nightmares. I realized this and woke up right away.

Dream 3:

I’m in a small cafe with a middle age woman in a kind of old fashion/bohemian brown dress. She is covered in jewelry and all sorts of little bags and satchels and she is eating some small fruits, maybe figs, but it seems like it was some kind of nut or berry. She tells me her name and it seemed common but I can’t remember it at all now. I ask her about herself and she makes a point of telling me “I’m a traveler. You didn’t make me. I’m here on my own will!” She seemed pretty pleased with herself on this and I have to say I really liked her, she seemed comforting and adventurous and spirited and I hope I can meet her again or more people in my dreams who at least seem separate from my own mind, if that was actually the case anyway.