Hopeless Wanderings

Flying Lucid
I was walking down the freeway with this big group of teenagers when I realized I was dreaming. Or rather, I always knew. The first thing I did was jump into the air and try to fly. I just came right came down though. I realized that I could do anything if I just imagined it in my head, so I tried again and his time flew super high and then actually flew around for while. I came back down landing hard on the ground. I hen proceeded to jump high in the air, higher and higher each time, and come crashing back to the ground and "die." After doing this from above the clouds, I got bored and thought I'd try visiting space. So I clew upwards and through the clouds and It didn't take long before I was outside the Earth's atmosphere. I went to visit the moon first. It was relatively small and there was another small moon around it. I touched it and it fell away like dust. Then I went to Saturn and touched the fiery ring. I got bored with this and decided to smash back to Earth again.


Therapy Gone Wrong
Take One:
I arrived at my therapy session after what seemed like forever and I took a seat across from the therapist. I started talking to her about some stuff(idr what) and she then lied down on the couch and didn't seem to be paying any attention to me. Another client(or some random person) sat next to her and she seemed to pay more attention to this other person than to me.

Take Two:
Once again, I was headed off to therapy. I was getting ready and trying to get moving so that I would be there on time but things kept happening that delayed me. Somehow, I was finally almost there and I called the therapist to tell her I would be 20 minutes late. But by the time I got there, I was actually on time and had to wait for her to be ready. I was in the waiting room with some other guy about by age, with long brown shaggy hair. He seemed kinda cool, and I think we talked a bit. He eventually left and went up to the front desk of the physical health section of the building and I was surprised that he wasn't here for mental health like me. Anyway, sometime after or before that, I had to go but my shovel away so I placed it outside the door to the building(why did I have a shovel? I have no idea). I went up to the receptionist in the behavioral place or whatever it's called and told her I was ready to see my therapist. After what seemed like hours of getting ready and figuring out how to get here and sitting around in the waiting room, I would finally get what I came here for. But, instead of telling my therapist I was here, the receptionist jokingly told me, "You're going to have to break up with your therapist." And then she said, "She's busy with another client." A client who took my place. The therapist was standing just a few feet away from me talking to another client. I was pissed off. Then, on top of that, my old friend from elementary school(who turned into a bitch) showed up with two of her friends(TL and TM) and they were all dressed up in homecoming dresses. They were sticking their noses up in my business and I asked them why they were here and they said they were looking for cute guys. (wtf?!) I was so mad and upset that I just left.