Date of Dream: SAT 19 DEC - 2020 Dream No. 793 - Under The Garage Doors I can’t remember much about this dream at all. The only I can remember is that Riku (KH1 appearance) and Mickey were standing under each of my garage doors. But I have forgotten what they said. This is the only thing I can remember. Dream No. 793 Dream Guide: Riku Lucid?: No
bedtime ~00:00 final waking: ~08:20? tons of wine at ddinner, fairly drunk probably REM rebound, very long/vivid dreams towards morning: earlier: + battles with large # of troops, outside, in CH (standing at top of steps to basement), using green laser crowd-cutting device. "Humans drop to the floor" think that giving everybody a cutting laser like I have will end the battle quickly in ouor favoor comiung up behind a line of heavy tanks/artillary arriving to the battle drivingg down hill in large vehilce, wnoo't make the turn in time I'll tumble and crash, manaagae to slow down sufficiently to make the turn in parking garage with the enemy, cutting them down with the green laser a nuclear/radiation attack is cmoing, I try too form a hiding place between metal filing cabinets and anticipate the orange glow of the attack being shown a car (to rent? buy?) the presenter opens the trunk, it's really weird, on the open ddoor (opens to side like old station wagon) there is a long purple curving conical intake that at first I think is fuel intake but at its base is like a sphincter with some (brown?) coloring around the base so Im' thinking it's (the car's butt?), the presenter points out the fuel cells are completely charged up, I'm really excited about this car it's something really unique but I think my spouse wont like it because it's not very practical later: + in Dch home, open deck curtains, very low light/dark outside, check sliding door lock, it's open, chdck room, at first ddno't see missing thing but then decide monitors are missing, my google pixel 2 phone is missing. One computer was not set up and so was not taken, panicking about this, go see my housemate (false, "Frank?") and complain we were robbed assmebly line breakfast/cafe "come get it it's quick and efficient" overhear the large attack groups planning to team up and attack my base/homoe on the hill, what can we do we're just a few people against such large numbers of troops? the hill home has a name/label [forgot] Walk up hill towards house and encounter grouopo of indian (mercenaries?) who are sympathetic to our case and will help (by holding the path up the hill?) + standding in grupo of girls with a central girl performing gymnastic moves, each ofo the girls in turn catches the performer as she does a tumbling maneuver ending up at them, I wish she'd tumble at me I'd like to catch her + walking with big beefy guy friend in large open matrix-white like space we encounter a woman (short hair, large open eyes, staring expression, a typical LD DC, like in my LD #1), and I think/say "don't look at them, don't catch their attentiono", but we do stop as we pass by as the woman offer my companion a large sitck of pink cotton candyd which my friend bends over (head to feet) and starts nibbling on it, when a male appears, takes the pile of cotton candy, opens it up, and places the whole big "nest" over my friend's headd, it's a knock-out drug and he falls to the floor. The man then places it on my head and I "faint" from the knock-out drug and dfall to the gruond, still slightly conscious, and dthink they're going to make us do thinsg against out will under the influence of the drug
I'm in a hospital. My brother and his girlfriend are there too. The place is very crowded. Hayden is my girlfriend somehow, and she's on a hospital stretcher, presumably being treated for something. She notices me and we kind of cuddle (me standing over her), as she's clearly recovering well. In another scene I enter a different room (kind of a very crowded break room at the hospital). I notice one of the people sitting alone at a table is Sylar. His presence startles me, but I realize he doesn't recognize me because this is the past and we haven't met yet. Then I realize he's likely there to kill Hayden. I rush to where I left her, and notice she's gone. I feverishly start looking around and asking staff where she is, hoping to find her before Sylar does. I liked this dream when I woke up, as I felt a genuine sense of caring about a romantic partner, something I've never had and never will. I would have done anything for her. In the next dream, I am Jack Quaid (actor) playing a character. I'm hanging on the side of a helicopter or VTOL, flying along the coast of a subtropical city, likely Miami. I look up and see Nazi fighter jets flying in formation above us, then suddenly vanishing. I realize the Nazis, who won the war, have grown so advanced that by this alternate 2022 they've developed fighter jets that can literally turn invisible. I have visions of the world map. The Nazis have taken over the whole world, united under a new kind of cult called "The Black Hand" (their symbol a black handprint). Only one continent is free from their influence. The world's last hope. Our VTOL circles a skyscraper, and I fall out of the VTOL, attached only by the belt through a rope. As the VTOL starts losing control in a spiraling motion, I am crashed through the skyscraper (!!!). Finally I am detached and I fall down. As I smack into the ground (well, a lower part of the building), it is revealed that the character (seeing in third person now) is just an actor surrounded by a full camera crew. The Nazi universe is a new TV show being filmed. I'm on the set myself now. Jack walks off the set, and I congratulate him on his performance. He laughs, saying it was an insane scene.
I was in my living room in till I heard a knock on my door. I look through the peep hole and saw two kids that I didn't know. I decided to not answer and figure the situation will sort itself out. In a few more seconds I heard the door knob twisting back and forth. I looked again and saw them going back and forth through the hallway as if they were lost. I had no idea but somehow I had a roommate who decided to open the door without me noticing in time. He gets shot one time and falls to the floor. Because of how random it all seem to me seeing him on the ground. I became lucid and change the dream scene to another house. Once I change the dream scene I made the two kids in to flowers and scatter it in the air. I then phase through the house and discover it was night outside. I tried to fly out in the night but would only stay floating in mid air for minute. Not too long after that I lose lucidity after the dream scene change.
Date: 18/02/2022 Bedtime: 3am Awakening: 10.40am Return to bed: 10.50am Method of entry: dream consciousness Attempt: successful Awakening: 12pm DILD: The Amputation Experiment DREAMING: I'm roaming over a beach with a group of lucid dreaming enthusiasts and cross over to an adjacent train station platform, making for a weird landscape juxtaposition where the sea abruptly ends and a railway begins. Both contrasting sceneries are deemed to be 'lucid dreaming workshops' to be used for practice. The platform is sealed by ultramarine blinds on both ends which are lifted by porters whenever someone wants to enter or leave the premises. A couple of trains zoom past the station and beyond the sealed platform I am suddenly in a wheelchair, moving through a park with children running around and alongside a row of houses with dark alleys. A particular alley has a deep but narrow gap in the ground—a potential deathtrap reminding of the series '911' because of the danger scenarios depicted on the show. WAKING: I use record the dreaming experience and use the loo. I return to bed just before eleven o'clock in the morning and attempt to enter the phase directly but end up falling asleep next to my sleeping wife. DREAMING: I'm dining at a restaurant with my mother and she steps outside to smoke a cigarette (she doesn't smoke in real life). Eventually I say goodbye to her as I spot my eldest son and wife looking for me a few tables away and they exit the restaurant prematurely so I rush after them so we can all go home together. Now I'm an observer (rather than a participant) and a short man is facing me like I'm a camera and talking about how most people get freaked out by oversized hands. He attempts to shake hands with random members of the public like he is the star of a prank show. Most people avoid the little man's disproportionately big hands but an old man grips his wrist and points out that his fingers have skin-coloured extensions attached to them, revealing the hands to be a lot smaller. As a participant, I'm trying to avoid an acquaintance who keeps following me in a strange town. I go through an alley and squeeze into an aperture of a building in need of repairs in order to lose the individual on my trail. I keep running straight until I exit the building from the other side and now I'm flying, finding myself gliding through a beautiful garden. 'I'm dreaming!' LUCID DREAMING: I glide through a garden path with brightly coloured, conifer leaves on either side, displaying unusually vivid orange and yellow hues. As I move through the garden I hit the narrow foliage with my hands and hear the realistic sound of clashing. There is no green in sight but I feel like I'm in the most beautiful autumn scenario as the warm colours of the plants and trees around me are exquisitely vibrant. The garden, under a clear blue sky, feels like a labyrinth. As I try to contain my excitement and think of a plan of action on the spot without hesitation, I remember Project Elijah's task. I see a gap in warm-coloured shrubbery with crimson tinges and go through it (hoping to find a blade), coming upon a vast playground with slides, swings, see-saws, spring riders and jungle gyms. A few feet away rests a wooden merry-go-round with a few tools on it. The first tool I pick up is a pair of pliers which is discarded in favour of what resembles a small tenon saw with a bizarre blade that appears to be sharp enough for the job. With this strange tool I sever my right index finger with in one fell swoop. There is no pain, no feeling of any kind, and no blood. I look at my hand and see a stub of a finger with an edge that seems to have healed instantly; I can also move all my digits including the stub. Then, I look at the surface of the merry-go-round to see the rest of my index twitching slightly until it stops dead. I try to remotely move it on the wooden surface but I can't even feel it let alone control it. The severed half of my finger that is now completely separate from me won't even move telekinetically. It is nothing but a dead piece of meat that no longer belongs to me. As I move away from the merry-go-round to explore the environment, I feel a jolt and wake up as my sleeping wife bumps into me. Duration: 25 seconds WAKING: I jot down my dream recall and reflect on my fabulously unreal experience at the oneiric playground. I had absolutely no idea what would happen before the test and no expectations as far as I can tell. Next time I plan to induce a lucid dream, I must return to a separate bed so as to not be disturbed and that way I will have time to execute other steps in my plan of action.
I remember that the dream involved me playing roblox harmlessly at first, however things quickly took a dark turn when I went to see four of my friends, one of which is one I have in real life. For no particular reason, I started doing unspeakable things to them, depriving each of them of one of their five senses. One of them lost their hearing because I jammed a knife so far into their ear canal that I punctured the ear drum, one of them lost the ability to speak, and one of them was both deaf, blind, and mute, and possibly incapable of feeling anything. Another one was locked in a shower. For whatever reason, none of them reacted to any of this, and one of them seemed to almost enjoy it. After all was said and done, I kinda just left them there in the bathroom that this had been done in. My friend Ren was horrified by what I did and publicly called out not me but the action of what I did. No one else cared, but I felt guilty the entire time regardless. I remember going on an episode of either the Simpsons, Malcolm in the middle, or both to confess to my crimes, but I couldn't talk about it because they were only interested in things that would make them money, so hal talked with an interviewer in a kitchen about the time one of his kids did something stupid. Regardless, the whole ordeal was an experience of handling guilt. A few of the locations I was in included inside a giant hardware store-ish thing, outside a shopping center, in a bathroom, and on a TV set. One of the people I desecrated looked like max, another like trinity, and another looked like a small electronica musician I saw live once. I feel horrible about all of this and would never wish harm on any of those people. One of them is a somewhat close friend, another one is extremely nice, and the musician seemed cool. The fact that this dream was had after I started feeling like school was falling apart isn't a coincidence. I'm glad I have Aaron comforting me right now.
200222 In this dream I was in an old - poorly lit - garage and talking to the owner mechanic - a friendly older man. We were talking about mechanical things, and I told him I hadn't always been very interested in the subject but that lately I was, and he said it was never too late to learn and that one place to start is with a tool. I looked around for one and chose a medium sized Square and he said that was a good choice and I asked if I could buy it and he said $4 - I had a five dollar note and a one dollar note and thought just to give him $6 for it but decided to give him the $5 saying 'keep the change'. As we moved around the workshop - I suddenly thought that I had been there before and then remembered that a friend of mine and I had stopped here many years ago when out riding. I seemed to think that my friend and the garage owner were friends and asked him if he remembered me and my friend stopping in all those years ago, and he said that he did indeed remember that. Another person resembling my friend - white hair and beard - was flittering around in the peripherals. A child then appeared riding a small unusual looking well-built peddle-car. I remember thinking how fortunate some kids are and had the thought that he would be a boy-racer when he got older...with the feeling that some folk don't appreciate things because they have always been given stuff and never had to work for it so they don't take care of the things they have. The scene shifted to out the back of the garage as I followed the garage owner. My eldest son was with us now. I had the feeling that he needed a shower and asked the garage owner if it would be alright to use the shower in the garage and he was fine with that, so I asked my son to go take a shower and then we would be on our way. When we returned to the inside of the garage, there were two taps running, with water pouring onto the floor. I turned the taps off and apologized to the owner. My son was inside some type of glass cabinet and looked older. I asked him why he had turned the taps on, but he did not reply. While I waited for him to get out of the cabinet and answer my question, I rolled a cigarette. I remember licking the paper before putting tobacco into it, and thinking that was not the way I normally did it... I asked my son again, and he said that he could not find the shower [so he turned on the taps to get attention] - or that was the feeling I got from his reply... The workshop floor sloped upwards as my son, and I walked toward the back - but I think that this may have been out the back and it was night-time, and I didn't tell the difference between being inside and outside - and suddenly the person with white hair and beard speed down a pathway leading back into the garage saying something like 'wait here!' - he seemed panicked... I then awoke and thought to take some notes and then go back to sleep [because it is only 3am] but then decided that if I remembered my dream in the morning, I would DJ it - but then I couldn't get back to sleep so got up and wrote this down.
bedtime 00:00 04:15 turn over, in bed quickly, forget in which city I'm in and wack wife with my arm, which wakes her up, I feel really bad about this and it takes a long time too fall asleep after this 09:00 + meeting with company N presiddent ouotside on street (C&S in B?) after my successful application & test results to work there. He tells me about there revolutionary new architecture "MISes" (pronouonced MEEZuz) and I say it sounds like "an runtime-configuring datapath" (meaning each unit broacasts its requirements and the datapath reconfigures itself to use the available pathways to provide exactly only the required information), which he confirms. I say "this is a revolutionary design", I'm very impressed. I know he has been following my application process. I'm worried that I can't live up to such lofty expectations since I'm not a full-on architect. + in water , boat & shark like thing in waves + in city with group, break up to explore on our own, something about Carl's Junior? + walking on side walk, thinking about rehearsal [DS] which is at 7:30pm, several hours away. I don't want to go, but tonight is a sectional, and my absence would be especially felt + watching TV/video outside in post-apocalyptic city? Walking up stairway indoors open space lots of junk, I think that I will need to call some friends to help me move/throw away a lot of think junk, (and that the people I'd call know each other and I don't want them to realize I know them or have been meeting with them?)
I was laying down pretending to be asleep in till I notice the door open by itself and someone walk pass me as I slept. I open my eyes a little to see who it was as I notice they walk pass me again. I thought to myself how did this person get in and where even was I? As I begin to realize I was no longer laying in my bed but on the concrete floor. It was very dark , I got up from the ground as soon as I notice the person walk the opposite direction from me. I began to walk and and turn around to see the person was some kind of deformed alien looking creature and made this screeching sound. It was about 8ft tall and skinny. There was 3 of them so I decided to start running anywhere in the darkness and ran in to a factory. When I reach the factory a couple of employees there started to fight me. I became lucid and realize none of this made any sense. Which made the employees no longer violent but friendly. I would then wake up in real life before going back to sleep in a few more minutes. Once I fell back asleep my dream started with me working in an office and having a discussion with my fellow co-workers. We were deciding on what new product should be promoted. At some point I left the meeting and found myself in a situation where I had to climb to the top of a huge mountain. I found this some what odd and started climbing it. I felt so much pressure from doing this but felt strange. I became lucid while climbing it and felt an extreme desire to reach to the top of it as if my whole life was depending on it. I told myself I better not wake up yet in till I reach the top of it. It felt like 10 to 15 minutes gone by and I was still climbing. Then I could see the end was near. Once I reach the last of it I felt all my energy was gone and I smile saying I made it. Right at that moment I woke up. When I woke up, I was shock to see only 10 minutes had passed since I last awoken. The dream felt like an hour long.
Updated 02-19-2022 at 06:07 AM by 67903
190222 My dreams are often really long and involved, and I know I dream every night. Last night I was in what I would call my 'dream village' which is modelled on an actual village I once lived in. I go there often, and things can get really busy with exchanges happening with many different of the dream characters, some who are modelled on actual folk I interacted with in the village when I lived there. I had been in the village for quite some time, and was walking down the foot-path when someone yelled "fire" and sirens went off and movement towards a particular area of the village - as I write this - I am reminded of when I lived in that village and actually saw smoke coming from a shop, and raised the alarm...in my dream I moved with others - I could sense other folk moving toward a particular part of the village - on a road leading toward a house I once rented - but there was no smoke to see...and as I thought this, suddenly smoke could be seen, only it wasn't like house-fire smoke but more like mist, and from the mist a figure appeared which turned out to be the owner of the hose I had rented. I was happy to see her - or glad that the fire had turned out to be a false alarm - or both - I am not sure, but I hugged her and asked how she was doing. She seemed a little taken aback by my hugging her, but the exchange quickly ended as another exchange began to take place... There was a house across the road which was having a party, and I invited myself in. I got the feeling it was a wake of some kind, but everyone was enjoying themselves [or so it appeared] and there were characters there whom I recognized, one person - in particular - who was sitting at the table with about six other characters. This person was someone who never lived in this village but whom I had meet in another village. We shook hands and then my attention was turned toward an elderly man at the head of the table, who - after getting my attention - motioned me over to him. I bent down and he whispered to me something along the lines of "I don't remember inviting you" and I replied that I hadn't been invited and he told me I should f-off then - not so much in a nasty way - but more in a way that revealed the gravity of my not being invited and he kept the smile on his face, not wanting to show the others that gravity in order not to bring the mood of the party down. His face reminded me of the actor...Brian Dennehy...and I sensed no malice in his request... I think there were some exchanges with others in the house before I left, and back out on the street, I heard someone behind me, and turning, I saw this young lady dressed in dark attire and looking witchy. As she moved toward me, I became aware of another lady coming around a corner - someone I had known who had also lived in the village and who was also dressed witchy. The first lady appeared to try and screen me from the second woman's sight, by moving in front of me as I moved toward her - but we managed to engage briefly, and then she went into the party house. I started moving toward a large factory building where things got a little blurry - I think it was applying for a job there. A woman there approached me and she had the demeanour of someone who distained folk beneath her own station...being abrupt and talking down at me - she was the factory owner and told me to follow her and she started to show me the whole lay-out of the factory. The further into the factory workings we got - the more questions I asked, and our exchange took on a life of its own, until - we reached a place which was blocked off by a solid wall of corrugated iron and she told me to go in – it was her office - or words to that effect and so I figured that there must be some kind of hidden entrance and soon found it in the form of a curtain which looked like part of the corrugated iron. Once inside, we became very relaxed with one another, and this turned into a sexual vibe...very consensual in nature...but we were interrupted early [while still dress] by a scene change as my ex came out of the background and saw what was going on... I followed my ex and explained to her that what was happening was quite natural and necessary and showed her the reason why - which involved me having to travel and I pulled out some kind of technology which unfolded into a type of holographic display, and once she saw this evidence, she relaxed and appeared quite supportive and encouraging. This exchange with my ex, was viewed by me in the third person - I was watching it happen from an observers pov. Then I had the sense I was analysing what had happened in the dream experience while still being in the dream - perhaps sitting in a dark room - I had the sense of there being a team, and had flashes of pieces of cake being manifested for every aspect of the dream analysis that I got correct and then one thing I said - something to do with a behind the scene "Dream Team" which coordinated my dream experiences was rewarded with the image of a giant piece of cake...then there was talk about the message generating process and word-values as I began to awaken... I got up, thought about my dream, and decided to write it down...and even as I have been writing it down here - in doing so, I find myself remembering things about it and adding these details in the writing.
I had a funny dream this morning where a kid asked me out by giving me an apple and saying "hint hint", followed by him giving me another apple without saying anything after five seconds. I turned him down because he said he was 15 but he looked and sounded like he was 11. I was in a larger version of the school and had just gotten out of a classroom where mrs. Austin had long, pink hair and Edynn sat parallel to me.
bedtime: 23:45 (early?) + TV park on swing, planning to jump, swinging pretty high though; on paralell pull-up bars, they look pretty thin 06:15 + [long sequence, multiple scenes] leaving theater, with DarTyn, heading to bar/cafe, enter, looking for spot, some people raised tables/counters, MR at one of them hails me. (Return again?) I'm being hailed by name from across the restaurant. They keep calling me: "<name>! <name!>" I keep looking and finally see someone waving their hand. I move to the table, it's a large table with a group of at least 10 people seated around it, wearing fancy/formal wear, it's my best friend MR's birthday. I move around the table to the right to greet him, he stands up and comes to meet me, as we're greeting each other some sprinklers on the ceiling start pouring a lot of water on to him, he's getting really wet, but he's not responding, I finally tell him "you're getting all wet!" moving money through small portal, it melts; go through, want to put it into a bank card, discussion on different bank cards properties (and the wisdom of using them?) [forgot] leave building, attacked by two guys loooong BTS battle. Finally fall asleep. 09:20 + concert/rehearsal [DS], I'm holding the <instrument> of the other guy in my section, I'm looking around for him to take it, we're moving to a new spot, I need to grab my instrument too, but I can't because my hands are full with his
bedtime ~00:00 final waking: ~08:30 out of bed: 09:00 05:45 + in mall with Sears brothers + my laptop keeps starting on a porn site it is very embarrassing, + [f] See W1, think about her a bit [deceased] + longish scene floating down a river (Very tired, didn't want to go into detailed recall and risk waking up too much) Ended up automatically reaching for the memories anyway, and ended up fairly awake Long BTS, probably at least an hour or more, but BTS success 08:30 + snow, dogs, foxes, beige poop on edge, pile of people come the other way + meeting where I'm going to present results: laptop, see (plain) website, ask manager if I should show the early site yet + [f] flower arrangements in a hallway near a window in large space, think about how they'll freeze if left there overnight, I know some were freshly delivered + office: the admin has been reading my private mail and comments on something my (ex-wife?) wants, I get really made that she invaded my privacy as I storm over to pick up the mail and read it + banquet scene around a table, there's a guy doing the "disembodied living head on a platter" joke (his body is under the table), the head is rotating around. Huge exaggerated buck teeth + approach a woman with a food donation (before dog/snow scene?): I give her some items for humans, then I pull out two small packs of food for dogs/animals
I was trying to sleep in real life but a lot of construction was happening and instead of thinking of it in a negative way I tried to view it as a way to help me fall asleep. Before I knew it eventually I decided to get up from my bed with my blankets and proceeded to open the front door outside and go to a nearby stairway to sleep on instead. As I'm laying on the stairs thinking about finally getting some sleep. I notice a higher stairway to go up and figure I'll probably be less bothered by people if they can't see me sleeping. So I got up and went up to the stairs and as I got to the highest point I saw a open door to a person house. My curiosity got the better of me and I went inside and look around. I immediately realize I was committing a crime while be inside this person home. I accidentally knock over a vase with flowers and it shatter on to the floor. I look around and thought to myself I have to get out of here. I started looking for the door I walk in to the home but wasn't able to find it. I then found a front door with a lock and unlock it to go outside. I opened the door and was extremely stunned to see it pitch black outside. But it was just morning going in to the evening soon. There's no way it could be night again. I started becoming lucid and knew I was in a dream. I walk outside for some time in till the dream scene change and I lost lucidity.
bedtime 23:45 final waking ~08:30 out of bed 08:45 2:50 + dark mansfield's feel way on path see reflection turning back to house; return to house and father has stoked a small camp fire, I continue to feed it but it goes out, I manage to get it burning again by using pine needles and very small kindling; boy scouts more challenging route just path normal turn off see mountains around 6:45? + flying to CH land on deck next to greenhouse kitchen window, man is there, different people live there not my family but I know them, I've been away a long time apparently, inside kitchen there's a gathering, son of family, something about the choice of food and drinks + Spoiler for sexy time: sex with SB suck left nipple after "friend" finishes she's on top, she's really moaning as I flick her nipple with my tongue, I'm a bit surprised she's so getting in to it after sex with the other guy. + S1 funny hair coming to house on lawn logs of dog crap close to building complain to management; card-key trouble at the gate, don't want to reprogram a guy's key, he'd have to go out around and back; comment that for this sort of operation it's easier just to do central blocking than to reprogram a particular person's key card + Scouts frag: "my gen were in awe of the older scouts and staff like BenAnd, just his face was so impressive" then BenAnd comes by and I see his face + [something else? forgotten] Looooong BTB. Probably an hour or more. Started immediately after recall. Started seeing visuals/dreamlets. No vibrations. Continual relaxing, letting go, "release", "don't think", total relax on every exhale, cultivating feelings of contentment and happiness and just trying to relax more and more. Lay on back for a lot of the relaxation phase but this causes tension in my jaw holding my mouth closed which I can hear if I'm wearing ear plugs. Focused specifically on relaxing eyes and general all body relaxation but tried a few tense release spots. Longer exhales than inhales. Did (2, 1 or 2, 4) breathing, tried a few 4-7-8 but these are too stimulating on the hold. 8:30 + arrive to work, hooligans? robot crashing inside, go around piles of our (my personal) things blocking entrance, finally let in, ChrChe, get my office assignment way in back + enter room with child psychology self-help session, many scratched/damaged faces, closed/blocked doors, people running beyond in next room, go there, young lady comes by, we look at each other, "I know you! Don't I know you?" she says met (Canada? some foreign country) me: "OSYO tour?" "Yes!" I think I could get with her then her BF appears + sandwhich/gum, (S1's?), walking, LG comes up behind me, I stand we kiss on the cheek (we're making up now?) "I was driving behind you the whole time" There's another woman there too, LG doesn't look much like LG + bassoon, concert, put away want to leave, I think it's an interminably long Beethoven symphony (the 9th because I know there's a chorus at the end?) and I do not want to sit through the whole thing, PicAtAnExhib solo goes by, I miss it, conductor looks my way (or orchestra), I'm at tall table with friends/other players(?). Decide that I need to rejoin, open my case, start taking out pieces of instrument, there are two butt joints, friends next to me says "oh you have two of those!?" I'm really confused, this is not my instrument, there are pieces of several different ones. There is an odd "maintenance free reed", $50/months leasing fee, look in purse of (flute?) player next to me, I see pieces of old broken reeds, I think "why did I let somebody else put away my instrument, they wouldn't have done it right, they may have lost or broken my reed". I"m looking all around for my case, I tell friends "help me find it", I'm starting to get really worried but then I relax because it doesn't matter (because I know it's a dream and I'm waking up?") and I wake up.
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