The Vault

Haven't recalled any long vivid dreams lately. On a dry spell as far as lucids as well.
Lots of little fragments in my journal though. Some I don't even remember writing.

I was with some redneck family from the south. We were watching Youtube videos while they questioned me about my perseonal life. I felt very uncomfortable.

I got kind of absorbed into one video. It had someone playing football with a guy from my floor. He's just a regular gay guy, but in the football game he was dressed as a complete drag queen.

Someone asks me if I would rather "bring an honors baby?" I remember going somewhere with this infant who was apparantly in honors classes and very smart.

Later I'm in an audience in a bunch of fold out chairs in a large well lit room with a speaker walking around in the front. It's a casual environment and I leave to go up a large set of stairs. There is a ping pong ball bouncing around and I'm trying to chase it. I finally return to the bottom of the stairs and go back to the audience, and everyone seems to be deeply affected by something. Some seem like they are about to cry. I ask "if I missed anything earth-shattering?"

At another point I find myself in a building like a mall mixed with a hotel. M is here. She decides to leaves and for some reason I follow her. She walks into an area with lockers, presumably not knowing I'm there, takes off her shirt, turns around and looks at me, laughs, turns around and keeps walking. I leave and go outside. I wander around the streets in the dark. I believe I went somewhere after that but I can't recall any more.

Anyway, I'ma go flood my brain with a lucid subliminal messages video and take a nap. Wish me luck!