FryingMan

Legend

Colors: Lucid, Semi-lucid, Non-lucid
[comment from waking] in angle brackets
(comment / clarification from dreaming) in parentheses
Abbreviations: DS = dream sign, CH = childhood home, S1/S2 = sons, S/O = someone, S/A = something about, [f] = fragment

Summary of the Night

• Another tough BTS (back to sleep) period this time around 02:00 (~ 3 hours after bedtime), but did sleep and dream
• The experiences were much richer and involved with a lot of detail than what I am journaling. I remember the detail being there in the experience, I just don't remember those details upon waking. I need to work on remaining still upon waking, which is challenging if there is a strong bathroom urge and the body is tired of the current position.
• BT: ~23:00 or a bit earlier
• OOB: ~07:30

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Carousel

Outdoors, wide open area, people around. There is a "carousel" [maypole?] with streamers hanging from it. I grab the end of one and am holding on while the thing spins me around. At first I have to dodge obstacles close to the central pole, but then I'm moved farther out and I can spin around without hitting anything. I go around one or two times

Kissing DB

I'm with Uni g/f DnBrk, (she's riding the carousel with me?). We're nuzzling, I rub my chin on her head/hair, we kiss lightly. At one point she sticks out her tongue and I take it into my mouth and she's saying/thinking "OOOhh, this is much more exciting than when we were going out!

Fire Brigade

Outdoors daylight, park-like area, the fire brigade is here (working on a building?), I'm talking with them a bit, they're saying something

Red/Black

Indoors, cafe-like room with tables. A group of us are sitting down to one. Everyone has on bright red or black shirts. I look down and I have on [don't remember which color]

Sand Racers

Outdoors, daylight, same environment as Carousel? There is a group of people driving vehicles [racing?] through the sand. As I watch one guy drives from my left to my right in a sort of mini car/go-cart, and ends up piling up a small hill of sand in front of his car which blocks his progress and he stops.

Trombone style
A guy is playing the trombone. His embouchure is strange: his lips are extended far over the mouthpiece itself instead of being tucked in front of it. I remember how DB used to play: correctly. I "asked" her about it, and imagined she used the "proper" brass embouchure of pursing your lips like you've finished saying the letter "m" out loud.