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+ In a large auditorium [major DS! DS! DS!] with people sitting in the 2nd level left wing, the auditorium below is filled with computer circuit boards instead of people in the seats, the people have a board too and a piece of it drops down below and I think "uh oh."
In the back upper right balcony, I'm thinking that I'm secretly writing upgrades to the system, I'm the original author of the code. Nobody knows I'm doing this. But someone (a woman?) is analyzing all the updates that I'm publishing, and I think that if they compare the style of the original code to the style of the updates, that they'll figure out that it's me writing/publishing the updates.

+ [f] outside, flying a drone to space(?)

+[f] outside, daylight, city sidewalks, walk past a street musician.

+ [ultra vivid] outside, daylight, looking up at the sky [DS], it is a blue sky filled with light dispersed thin clouds. I'm staring at the clouds, appreciating them. They are extremely clear and in sharp focus. I notice that the clouds and the patterns in them look like bootprints in fresh powdered snow. I say this to the people around me. I keep looking up at the clouds in the sky and they're not changing, and keep looking like bootprints in snow. Then I see stars, which are small dots/circles with rings around them that are rhythmically expanding outwards (like the ripples that extend out from a drop of water falling in to a pool). [DS! DS! strange stars that are animated, moving/flashing]

+ lecture hall / prof
I'm entering an auditorium-style lecture hall [DS! DS! DS!] from the left side (facing stage), young students are there ahead of me, already taking their preferred seats, one guy is lounging, lying back on a raised area with his feet up in front of him, I think if I don't hurry then all the good spots will be taken. I'm moving along a row of seats of the central section and I want to get to the far edge and go down a row and then sit, but 3-4 guys sit right at the last seats on the right of the row blocking my way [DS! blocked path], I manage to go around them and move down a row, sit down, and it turns out I'm in the front row. The prof is a MILF type who at one point turns around and sits right down in my lap. I think about goosing her. I think maybe she would be a "good time" [MEO 7/11/23].
(vague: there is a pasty cart of food items there on stage? People are eating them?). The prof offers that I should get up in front of the class and read a section of the day's studies, but I don't want to because I say "when I read things out loud I tend to remember them poorly".

+ outside, city, alley/small street, daylight, group of people is there, and then end up pouring out large amount of thick white paint directly on to the street. The street is slightly inclined leading down to me and I see the flow of think paint slowly making its way towards me. There are storm drains there and the paint is approaching it, the group is people who are ecologically aware, and we all realize that this is bad because the paint getting into the storm drain system will be bad for the environment. But it's too late to stop it.

+ on street near bus stop outside CH on FL, there are 3 large buses there, all turning to head in the usual route down FL. They are pure white, made of metal. I'm speaking to (unspecified people), saying "Yes I remember the original buses, their exterior color design, and the internal design" and I'm holding an image of how they looked back in my childhood in my mind, the green/blue colors, and the foam on the seats inside.

+ Walking in to a walk-in closet in side (my?) home, I see that the two maple chairs (from grandparents) are both there, because I know my wife L does not want them in the house. I turn towards the left and there is a path that leads forwards, turns a 90 degree corner to the right that is a square "U" turn, and I see on the ground that there is a toy city-scape and roadway made by my young son S2, and I'm careful not to step on it. As I maneuver forwards around the "U" turn to the right I see another toy city scape there once I've turned around and facing the other way.

early dreams, short

+ outdoors, twilight/dark [DS] I'm in a high place, a large hill, jumping/gliding down to lower levels [DS] the paths/streets/ follow the contours of the hill so I'm jumping across them as I go, there are trees and metal fences/shingles that I'm jumping/sliding along as I go down.

+ I'm standing outside a home (mine?), looking at a sliding glass door [DS], the latching mechanism is broken so I'm unable to get it to close properly [DS]. Some dangerous/threatening guy comes by.

+ MEO (CH b/r) (2023-07-13)

+ MEO + sitting in car and taking selfies when a call comes in, and I have trouble answering it. It's some scam that begins with a woman saying "You may have already won a brand new car!" I don't understand at first what she's saying, then she goes in to the sales pitch, and if they don't do absolutely everything right, the car is mine, for free! I don't fall for it, but then I hear that there's another guy on the line, a sucker who's falling for it, and who says "Yeah, I'll take it!"

just before waking up:

+ Observing a group of people outside, a young wife of a man (who has a harem?) says "don't you <something> me!? and stomps off, angry

+ I'm standing outside in daylight near the sidewalk near my home with my mom. I know that my instrument case and my sister's instrument case are both just left standing here outside, and I'm concerned they'll be stolen. I want to at least move them into the garage so they'll be inside, but I don't have access [DS, my path is blocked] because there is an electrician working at a large outdoor electrical panel right there near my property, and as I look at him I see bright sparks shooting out from the work he's doing.

+ Standing next to a car with people preparing to carpool to the orchestra rehearsal. There is the old guy from the NVS there (violinist). They're talking about loading up to go, but I'm quite unsure whether I want to go at all. We open the trunk of the car and we can store the instruments there so there's enough room to sit inside the car for all of us.

+ I'm playing in a concert, and I find my [mouthpiece] is broken! I inspect it and see one of the wires has slipped far out of position. Then I'm playing, doodling around and scales, I try for a low-Bflat but I can't get it to come out. I'm looking for a suitable cup in which to soak it, but I need something that can handle hot/warm water, and all the cups I see on tables in the rooms I'm moving through are all paper cups, they won't work. I encounter a door and open it and find a bunch of young guys (my old Boy Scout friends?) having some sort of gay sex party, they're trying to hide it but I see that they don't have pants on. I leave and close the door and I hear that they are continuing their activities.

+ in a gym, there is a really intense big guy doing arm lifts at really high speed, we collide lightly as he steps back into me but he ignores it and keeps doing his arm raises at high speed. I'm also doing arm lifts, but at normal speed, and I'm getting tired pretty quickly. I'm holding a small plate (not a dumbbell) in each hand. I'm amazed that that really athletic guy has been going at such high speed for so long without getting tired.
I see my son S1 there, he's with friends and they're doing bench presses. They all have really thin, scrawny arms, but they're still young I know they'll fill out and build muscle in time. Son S1 is explaining a "double-plate" to somebody, it looks like a double bicycle tire innertube inflated in two sections with a lower central "channel" in between the two halves. It is 18 (pounds?), because each half is 9, so it's 9+9

+ [long, vivid] I am standing outside a huge racquetball court, very tall, with large glass back wall, I notice the floor is very rough/uneven, I think that would make it hard to play. I also think the acoustics would be amazing in there so I enter and start to sing a section from "Sometimes When We Touch" (the final refrain, where he goes up high for "subsides....")


(forward to timestamp 3:20 for the part how like I sang it, DV doesn't preserve the timestamp on the video link apparently)

and when I sing that final high "SUBSIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIDES!" I really nail the high note, and the (women?) I'm with are murmuring their appreciation of my singing skills.

... scene transitions into an office, I'm walking down a hallway in a sea of cubes (there is a taller wall section up ahead) but I continue to explain "yes, I have a good musical ear".
Then I'm standing just outside "my" cube. A young black girl coworker is there and my company N manager ShCly. The girl gives me a very colorful blouse of hers to keep for her, I'm joke that "it's really going to give my cube color!" she's a bit embarassed by that but I tell her it's OK. I notice that my cube is REALLY small, I tell them both that, say that "man cubes are really getting small these days!" I look at it and there's barely enough room to turn around. I think with my manager standing right there I should act like a good mentor so I say "hey it's been a while, we should get together and talk, or go for lunch," and the girl mentions "yeah, I miss you." I think that I don't miss her, because whenever she's around, she really pesters me with tons of questions.

A bit outside my cube, somebody turns over a terrarium full of red and pink snakes, and pours them all out on to the ground. Somebody's "pet" thing is there, and it is like a horror beast made up of a mixture of ribs and fingers, like a living human ribcage but slightly smaller size about twice as long as human fingers. It is tan/brown colored, covered in a sort of onion skin like material. The thing jumps at me and locks its "fingers" around my left arm, and I'm alarmed by this and trying to pry it off of me. I'm telling to the owner (a man coworker) to take control of this thing. There seems to be a second copy of it running around and latching on to me. I'm screaming for the guy to take them under control, I pry it off of me eventually (they hold on REALLY hard), and I notice the owner is rolling his eyes to the sky, he can't believe my "extreme" reaction to his beast(s).

I want to get out of the room I'm in (and move in to the next room, which is a kitchen?), and a staff member goes through a normal sized service door, then opens a tiny little short door for me to go through. I think that's ridiculous so I just move through the service door even though I know I'm "not supposed to." I'm standing near a counter where a glass or two remain of the set of cocktails that my former coworker GrSndrs made, there is a machine to the left that he used to make them. It looks really good, like a Long Island Ice tea, colored red/orange/brownish. I'd like to drink it, but I know that I'm driving and so I can't.

Then I'm outside watching GS and some other really huge fat guy standing out on a high hill (a few feet away from me) and the big fat guy let's out a huge yell: "FFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!"

first waking: no recall, take 4mg galantamine and 300mg Alpha GPC (my once a week "lucid party", trying out different timings to see if it counteracts the insomnia effect).

2nd waking:
remembered having lots of dreams, details have faded, jotted just keyword notes. Seems the galantamine did it's thing, and I didn't have trouble falling asleep. Dreams more vivid for this time of night I think, but a lot of content and a lot of the details faded.

Many are short, on the verge of fragments

+ Climb up on a ledge, I'm trying to work my way into a building, and I get stuck/stranded there. There are various doors leading in to the building accessible from the ledge but they all open on to concrete/solid walls, so there's no way in.

+ I'm running with/from a pack of kids. I think I'd be able to run much faster if I had sneakers on instead of running with bare feet.

+ Waiting with a group of people at a parking garage, then the door opens

+ driving in a city, spread out open strip-mall type of place, I can't quite see if the traffic lights are red or green but I drive anyway, I see across the street from an intersection a grouping of fast food restaurants, including [I think] the classic old "Doggy Diner" dog sign:

I think there is a lot of tasty fast food there an I anticipate buying and eating it, including the deep fried tacos [From Jack In The Box, but I didn't remember this name in the dream]

+ standing at a kiosk outside on a city urban sidewalk (there are some people around me watching). I'm flipping through an electronic menu, looking at all the pictures of fancy/weird burgers. I try to pay for my order and there is some problem with the system, it wants me to pay a huge sum of money that incorporates a number of previously unpaid orders. I write on the kiosk "do not use" and leave.

+[f] trying to move past some truck (in an underpass?) but it is too wide and is blocking my path [DS, blocked path/can't move forwards]

last waking:
+[f] something about my former MIL Z and some (telephone pole?) wires

+ flying around in an F35 fighter jet. Take off from a runway, wonder if it's long enough, it is, then I'm spinning around, doing steep rolls, and fly upside down, then I head towards the ground and pull up just in time.

[DS] = Dream Sign
[waking comments in brackets]
(clarifications in parentheses)
[f] fragment
edit: date was wrong! fixed it

first waking

+ I arrive to my favorite camping spot at UL where I stayed with the Boy Scouts many years. I see the huge mound of massive granite boulders in front of me, and I feel so happy to be here. I do a "quiet scream" voice (like screaming but low volume) of "I'M HERE, WOOHOO!!" and I choose a spot to pitch my tent and put my stuff. We all gather together and PK the usual choral master leads a rousing chorus of "Hail to California" [DS! DS! DS! Both singing, and this song in particular]. I'm paying careful attention to my intonation, and sort of unusual [for dreams], it seems I'm off key a little bit. I'm imagine singing very deep bass notes. I strive to always sing harmony most of the time instead of the main tune. And I go for a super high soprano note for the final "HAAAAAIIIILLLLL!!!!". Then the weather's turning bad, it may snow/rain, we're trying to decide to move to higher/more covered ground. I think I might be OK if I stay right where I am but I'm not entirely sure. On of the fathers (Dn Grthr?) is moving to a different spot.

+ I'm playing a defender position right in front of the goal in a game of soccer on a field. Lighting is twlilight [DS]. Don't actually see any other players, only I am there. But the balls keep being shot in by the other (invisible) players, and I'm doing a really good job of blocking them. Sometimes it's anxious as I block the shot but the ball is still lying in front of the goal and I have to try to get there first before an opposing player gets there to score a goal.

2nd waking (?)

+ I'm in a swimming pool [DS], lighting is darkish/twilight [DS]. There is a naked girl there, I get a sort of vague glimpse of her HP, and I try to position myself for a better view. Out of the pool I'm standing and there's a fully naked young woman there asking a staff member something. I'm sort of amazed at her just walking around naked, and then I think/remember that there must be a special sort of class/cult meeting today where it's required for the members to be naked, for some sort of reason. I realize that I do not have my (locker?) key, and I start looking for it. I ask a staff member, then think I'll just try the locker room. I have a feeling of doom because if I left it in there it's probably gone along with my stuff. I go in to the room and am relieved to see my key is still sitting on top of my book on a shelf.
Then I'm re-entering the locker room and it is incredibly steamy from all the showers. It is very uncomfortably humid and I hate getting dressed in humid conditions, but I guess some people like it. I sort of slip on the wet floor and lose my balance briefly and call out ("Hey!" or "Whoa!"). Then I hear some guys elsewhere in the dressing room making fun of the outburst that they just heard.

+ [f] I'm in a cafe/restaurant and there is a table of people there including an old man who are moving from an inside table to an outside table. There is a very narrow path and I'm trying to go in while they are simultaneously coming out, and I end up having to wait for all of them to go by before I can enter [DS, people in my way]

3rd waking (?)

+ [semi-lucid?] I'm on street outside CH. There is a group of people including some girls heading my way from the G's house walking towards FL street. They sort of veer to their right (my left) to avoid me I think. I feel bold [DS] and go up to a girl and interact with her:
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V tb hc gb bar tvey naq ernpu vafvqr ure oybhfr naq teno n obbo. Vg'f fbeg bs vafhofgnagvny ohg orpbzrf pyrnere jvgu n yvggyr ovg bs gvzr. V'z zbivat zl unaq nebhaq naq tvivat ure n tbbq srry. V nyfb srry ure fpengpul cvgf.
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The scene visuals fade while we're interacting but I continue to feel it for a while before transitioning/waking

final waking:

+ [f] in a room/cafe? There is a raised table/counter near me. (There are lamps on it)? [Only thing I remember is:] Looking at the counter top, I see there is a very intricate carving made into the wood. It's not just graffiti but is smooth and the "words" there are written in cursive, some of them. Someone did this on purpose.

A number of different scenes across different wakings, not a great deal of detail, but it's a decent start to getting back into dreaming!

+ My son S1, his wife A, and I have control of a clone of Daniil Dubov, I thought it would be a great idea to get free chess lessons from it! My son dissuades me from the idea, and I reconsider, thinking "yeah, it could just kill me if it wanted to"

+ tubes in apartment, plumbing system, I'll do what I want with them, someone says it's not allowed, but I say I will do what I want, enter a room, see a small TV there displaying some show

+ A meeting of people in a room in a house/building. They are sitting around the periphery of the room and I'm walking around in the middle on the floor. The floor is a sort of a laminate mat (of a plastic material?) that was made to look like wood. I'm walking around on it and the floor is squeaking slightly. Someone says something like: it can be registered in that condition, it's not allowed. I say "ah, it's ok, look it's a great floor!" and keep walking around on it. I think/say that "this would be a great floor to play twister on!"

+ There is a group of people aboard a plane flying around, they're stranded there, I think we can free them by annexing them (plane/people?) into my current country. There is a piece of paper documenting the people as property of France. I think it would be funny to annex them away from France

+ Pushing a huge stone up a steep hill? Then later there is a scene where a guy lets a huge boulder and a car roll down from a hill on top of him and from underneath he manages to do a "bench press" of the massive boulder and car off of him, and they topple over and continue rolling on down across the road. I was wondering if he'd have the strength to get out from under those heavy things!

+ I'm with a group of (old) people in a large open room, there's a ceremony, perhaps it's a church. I look around and there is a row of tiny little chairs, like for a very small child, placed along a low table. I sit down in this chair, wondering if it will break, but it holds me. The old people say something to me.

[wake, recall, write quite notes, long back to sleep, eventually fall asleep]

+ I'm pulling a car up a snowy hill. The snow is packed fairly tightly so is not so slippery. Then it's sort of a canoe and it tips over and things fall out. There are a lot of wrist watches there and I pick them up and continue forwards up the hill.

+ I observe from across a street a guy doing crazy manic parkour/jumping maneuvers in the street. There is a car zooming towards him, and he just barely manages to do a flip out of the street and on to the sidewalk as the car whizzes quickly by him, missing him by inches. The women in the car are laughing/giggling in amazement as they drive by.

yesterday (2023-07-06):

+ I'm playing sidewalk football on street outside CH. I'm a receiver for this play, run, look back, and the QB passes me the ball, I catch it perfectly in stride, and score a TD. A picture perfect touchdown pass! Then there's another play where I'm punting the ball, I plan to kick it really far, but instead it is a very weak, short kick that goes right into the receiving team's hands.

+ [a number of dreams with people in places forgotten]

+ [f] there is a tree growing on a hillside, the tree actually grows *into* the hill. This explains (something).

today:

earlier:

+ driving in a car with someone. We're heading somewhere. There is a large (school?) on a steeply sloping hillside on our left, sloping down away from the road. There is a long staircase leading down with people walking up it. The steps are both wide and tall, I have a "deja vu" moment of "remembering" that we (or someone) had previously driven down that staircase, I imagine it would be a very bumpy ride. We do not try it. We want to find the school's headmaster. We're driving further along the road. I get out and start doing large fly/glide/jumps down the steep, rocky hill. Down below I see the headmaster, who looks just like a famous actor (forgot, older man). Then an enemy back at the top of the hill starts sending blinding attacks at me which affect my vision. I try to counter these with intent to keep my vision clear, but my defense is only moderately effective. I get to the bottom?

+ I arrive in a new location [I'm aware of this!], I got there "somehow" (don't know), I look around and orient myself and it seems very familiar [deja vu?]. There are no-brand-name gas stations, one across the highway/street from me, and one to my right on my side of the street. I'm trying to get my orientation/bearings. I see what I "remember" to be a (taco/mexican) restaurant. I have a "memory" of being there before. There are people inside, and the "familiar" chef is standing there. The walls are glass [DS! DS! DS!] so you can see everything from the outside. I approach there, go in, want to order, but there is no food visible, and I wonder if it's closing time/past the time to order. There are no menus. But the chef is standing there smiling and very inviting and I get the impression it is still possible to order. (I see some dishes of food on a counter by the kitchen?)

later:

+ I'm with ShrCly from company N, she is telling me how I was her 2nd favorite of all the employees, and how impressed she was on some task when I on my own initiative created a huge map (several meters square) for a project. I am reviewing her as well, and I can't decide on a rating, so I write a scraggly/uneven "3" on a (board/paper?), and sort of regret this low rating. She is inviting me and everyone to her dance class, which will be held at 1pm and 1am. I know I can't make the 1pm one, and don't want to go to the 1am one, so I'm trying to back out of the offer politely.

+ [f] (maybe contd. from above) i'm in an open area with people around. I realize I'm naked [DS], and grab a towel to cover up?

long sleep, vivid dreams, tons of day residue

+ walking through a theme park with JT (company 3) and family. I sort of suddenly find myself here in this location, and I look around and "recognize" it. Outdoors, daylight, there are vague buildings all around, and some walls dividing up the open area. I have to go poop I feel, so I leave the group and I go to the public bathroom. It is a fairly large, open indoor area. There are a lot of people there, men and women. There are no stall walls. The "toilets" are all out in the open in the middle of the room and are of a strange form, a little stand made up of a very small cup-like circular receptacle and very thin "wings" extending out to the sides of the cup that are the place you're supposed to "sit" on. I position my butt over the tiny cup area, not even planning to sit but to hover instead, and try to poop. It seems I'm constipated, it's hard to get anything to come out. After trying for a while I stand up and look down and see that I've managed to crap all over my pants which are down around my ankles. The "poop" is bright red which meat-like chunks like ground beef chili. I'm thinking OMG what am I going to do, take it off and wash it and then it'll be wet all day long?

+ walking on city sidewalk at night, I come to a Chinese restaurant/cafe with an older woman proprietor, selling the remains of the day's food just before closing. It looks good so I go in. I'm closely inspecting the food that is left, a few pieces of various different fried foods like shrimp are what I'm mostly looking at selecting. Another customer comes in and makes a move for some of what I'm looking at and I get offended and tell him to back off since I was here first. The woman sounds a "closing time" gong by banging on a ventilation pipe that makes a beautiful chiming sound that echoes through the neighborhood, and I say how lovely it sounds.

+ moving through fields that turns into a city, something to do with mafia running an illegal prescription drug ring. The fields are made up of tall golden grasses like wheat. In the city I'm approaching a tall building on a concrete path/sidewalk.

+ [super long, vivid, nightmare] I'm playing in a concert (I'm the featured first performer) and a piece of my instrument goes missing, ensues a long, emotional/angry search for the missing piece and who moved/took it, the concert begins without me, I meet with my parents in the audience and explain my problem, continue the search, turns out it was my son S2 who was working backstage and when I discover the missing piece in his pocket, I turn away from him in fury and resolve never to have dealings with him again

+ buffet, spaghetti, Ash from Kub, lasagne on buffet

+ see Suz Bntn with red hair standing there, looks like her, with her lesbian lover? Screws are falling out of my pocket and I'm picking them up (and putting them in a cup?) outside, daylight, a man walks by and starts helping me?

+ adventure with Sop Grv., swimming in river/ride fighting live alligators, wrestling with them, trying to get away, then we're preparing for an ocean drive, I ask "will we be using SCUBA?" Answer: yes. I say, "OK but this will be my first SCUBA dive," the dive master promptly removes a set of tanks (the one for me) from prep and says "nobody is taking this dive as their first SCUBA" I was nervous about breathing and safety procedures, which I didn't know at all

+ in a room in line waiting to (buy?) or pay for tickets at a theater, someone says "your first time here?" "yeah" "it will take a while", then a guy comes (with a few things to buy?) and cuts in line and I say "how rude for cutting in line, this is not allowed" and he retorts "it's not allowed to be using two chairs" (me and my friend), my friend stands up. We get to the front of the line and then we're asked to review the play, I make some bland generic statement like "it revleas the qualities of the universe", I notice a woman is writing down on a pad everything I'm saying, I say "so you're going to publish my silly review?"

+ in a grocery store, a young man has a cart full of "Splash" drinks, a sort of V-8 tomato vegetable drink, he's bought all of them up and I'm upset because I wanted some, too. I go farther in to the store and see a display and there are some left but in cans not bottles

+ outside some sort of monument, daylight, a historical building, there is a tour group there, I'm sitting inside a covered outdoor structure across the street from the tour group, something falls from the building and rolls to rest at a spot near the road (across from me), and another one, they are small concrete butresses of a female form, (I pick one up and examine it?) we decide to keep these as souvenirs? A man (the leader of our group) sees me sitting there across the street and comes for me saying "I told you not to go there!" I'm defiant and answer something like "Ive been here before and I'll go where I want." A girl in the group is handing out chips and my best friend MR takes a bag and in thanks leans in quickly for a kiss from the gril before she can react, she's embarassed but not angry.

+ I'm looking at my left inner wrist, there is a large red/purple blotch there, it seems I've been bitten or gotten poison oak or something, I'm concerned about it spreading to the rest of my body.

+ outside daylight, gliding, in the air, there are hang gliders taking off from a steep hill, I'm flying DO among them then it's like I'm on one and streaking through the air, descending quickly but with a lot of forward speed, I'm ecstatic at the flying feeling but am then concerned about landing, I'm going so fast and descending so quickly, there is a jumble of images and I'm landed, say "landing was not pleasant," there are guys dressed in marching band uniforms there? SuzBntn is one of the hang gliders?

+ guy playing a concert on an instrument? Then indoors, there is a dance/singing event and the DJ (to my right) is playing strange music? The performers are looking at him funny but they keep performing

+ in a large room with people, seated in rows, one gets up and tries to get me to take some pill, I keep asking "what is it?" they keep saying "here, take it!" It turns out to be an apple juice pill that turns to liquid in my mouth. Some agents enter the room and are demanding certain people, I think they're after our group. One comes up to me and asks me for my (something, sex?) code. I'm not sure what he's talking about. "Oh come on" he says," everybody has one, that's how they (ordered "services"?). I think they're going to take some of my colleagues. Turning to leave the room, there are small beings (like in animal costumes) with a lot of feet on them.

I had to get up in a hurry this morning for an appointment, so didn't get a chance to jot down any notes.

+ pumping a shotgun, firing it. I see the shells in the "chamber", and know that's how you know that it's loaded. Firing a "pistol" at some guy but it fires a heavy blunt bullet that just thumps the guy in the chest and sort of stuns him

+ attack/invasion into the enemy base.. [Little detail remains]. Moving through rooms. In a shower room?

+ playing water polo in one lane of a pool. JnErt and some other woman have the ball and are charging, I am defending. I'm showing off how quickly and easily I can swim, I switch to the side stroke for a few strokes and shoot in front. Discussion with them that they can't foul me because I am not touching the ball. Think about making a shot by dunking the ball, having it pop up, then butting it with my wrist (or was already awake when thinking this?)

+ [f] in a locker room, I have a lock, and a bunch of small knickknacks like buttons, etc.

+ [f] at work office, some talk about our projects

+ [long, vivid] I'm in my (rooms, apartment/hotel rom?) and I notice some water on the floor. At first I think that it was from son S2 who is sloppy and just didn't dry off properly after leaving the shower. Then I think this might be a water leak from the apartment above us. I look up at the ceiling and I definitely see some dark/wet spots. As I'm looking, a large quantity of water falls through the ceiling down onto my floor. I think there must be a leak in the upstairs apartment, maybe the people have gone, I have to go up there to investigate. I leave my room and try to orient myself, I see the position of my room relative to the elevators, and keep this in mind as I go to the next floor up, and try to figure out which rooms are the ones that are above my rooms. (I think the room is "# 31"). It doesn't look like a residence door, more like a service door.

Man speaking English teaching a foreign language to one student in a classroom setting. He's standing at a board. I'm amazed that I hear someone speaking English. (He has a large-ish afro?)

Back in room, getting ready to eat a piece of meat that is (redacted). I think about slicing it and taking a bite. There is a woman there with me. I leave the apartment and observe again the leaking out in the hallway, there are drainage grates outside the front doors of the neighboring rooms and water is rushing down the grates.

I go in to a neighboring apartment which is it turns out a doctor's office. They're also experiencing the leaks from the upper floor, (I tell them I think it's coming from the pool complex, either the pools themselves or the tubes deep inside where the water flows around).

I'm walking around the 5th floor trying to determine the layout of the building, the building is multi-part, and here the different major parts are visible. There is a large, fancy pool complex here. I go to the staff members, who are Korean, I think I remember them from (company). I'm trying to get their attention. I do, and tell them about the leak, and they promptly call to all the people in the pool to get out. There were people playing there. (Something about hot dogs?)

Walking around outside a fence on the pool level I hear my son S1 there talking with his friends, the sons of wife E's old friends whom he (S1) grew up with. I anticipate arriving there and seeing them. I arrive and see a group of old friend's of wife E's are there, the parents of S1's friends, they haven't seen me in a long time, they're not noticing me, I approach and am trying to get their attention, as I start to climb over the fence they notice me. I think they'll notice how slim I've become, since I've lost so much weight since the last time we met. One of them, AnAru does see me and I think is complimenting me on being so slim now. I see that the people who were playing in the pool are leaving, and I feel bad about making the complaint about the that caused the staff to kick them out of the pool.

+ I'm a racer in a 1-on-1 quadracycle snow race. We take off. Soon we are without our vehicles and are just running/skating with our feet on the snow. My opponent is taking cheap shots and cutting me off several times. We're moving at some point really fast uphill despite being on foot. Then I'm at the top of the mountain peak, looking around, it's dark, and in every direction is only super steep slopes, far too dangerous to try to (ski?) down. My opponent is there and mentions some direction but I say "no way, too steep." To show how high we are, I look up and notice the peak of "The Matterhorn" at eye level in the distance. As I'm looking for a path, I hear some rhythmic bumping sound [IWL perhaps dog wagging his tail wacking it on the floor!], and look down and discover a (trap door?) and see that there is a wide level path cut into the side of the mountain just about 10 feet below me, with people easily walking on it, I'm relieved that there's an easy path down and move to go there.

+ [f] There is some competition going on and we have to (guess numbers?) The MC is pushing me for my answer as time is running out. I'm waiting for the results from the web site ("URL cheaters") (or something like that) and my "screen" or "paper" in front of me is all washed out and unreadable. The MC says I can't change my answer from what the site says and I answer "I know that very well!". The number is (25? or 45?)

06-24:
+ Walking up some sort of narrow staircase, there are serving utensils and other things on the wall. On of them is a fancy Victorian silver plate serving fork/pie server, with a wide surface, like mom had. I say "This is silverplate!"

+ [vivid] I'm in a house of (friends?), standing around the kitchen table and the man of the house is sitting there reading a newspaper (I have a rolled up newspaper in my hands?). I start walking with the kids of the house towards the upstairs. On the first landing which is only a 1/2 flight up there is a bedroom/living room, I think (or someone says?) "yeah this room took a long time to finish." Keep walking around / up the stairs and looking in to all the various bedrooms. ("Someone says 'This is grandma's'?). The rooms are all dark. Really feels like I'm there.

+ soccer field at the corner of the field by the goal, the goalies are practicing doing lock kicks back in to the field. Someone is also training with me and kicking some balls for me to block, I see those goalies are really good at doing very long kicks. There's a small-sized woman there and I take her up into my arms and am amorously caressing her. Then I think this is not a good idea and I put her down. She wants to continue, comes up and looks up at me with big eyes and says "hug!" So I pick her up for a hug and then I notice photographers off to the side snapping pictures. They're probably going to blackmail me.

+ discussing presidential history, bad president, room, sit with [deceased] wife E, call out to her to remember our visit to that temporary president, to connect with her but I feel we are distant, she stands up and moves away from me

walking outside, girl says "I lost my bracelet" [IWL wife asked me to bring her her Fitbit that she left downstairs], "the one with the crystals/stones" [IWL wife L has such a thing], I'm looking around and around a corner I see a small cache of items, there's a small corded bracelet hanging on a (nail?) that has two large roughly cut crystals on it, I pick it up and hand it to her, "here it is!". I think there is a group of thieves working this area, and how easy it is to steal things from someone who's unsuspecting, just sitting there and the thief comes up behind them and snatches their things away while the victim is not looking.

+ I find illegal invasive pests in the back corner of a local store, a crate of tick-like insects and a crate of very fat, plump juicy wormy things, they're all squiggling around, I want to call the cops because I know these are illegal and if released in to the local ecosystem will spread and destroy the vegetation/crops, I decide to take a picture of them but as I start to do this some guys from the store come up to me, ask me "What are you doing here? There's nothing to take pictures of here, just regular products." It's true that around the area is just plain uninteresting things like bottles of ketchup. They are very threatening. I decide to get out of there, I get in to my car outside, and the people (wife E?) with me are also getting in, I'm yelling "hurry up! We have to go!" and I take off in the car. The streets are very narrow and there is an oncoming very large truck heading at me. Because I need to get away I do not stop but keep driving hoping he will yield. Because the divers of such trucks are very rude he doesn't stop and keeps barreling right at me. I try to maneuver between the truck and the parked cars but it's too narrow, we side-swipe each other as we collide and I have an image of a car/truck that has had it's entire roof/upper section ripped off.

+ [f] driving a car with no brakes control [DS!!]. I'm pushing hard on the brake pedal at times but it's barely responding. Twilight/night time.

+ With [deceased] wife E at a border crossing to a small country where people go to vacation. They ask my wife her name and she gives a fake name, they look at her passport and pass her. I'm surprised that she gave a fake name and think she must have a falsified passport. They ask me my name and I give my full correct name (in a foreign language) and present my passport, the border guard takes it and says "there must be a mistake in your passport because here it says (some name completely different from my own), I'm going to need to detain you" and goes off to discuss what to do with me with the officials. I tell my wife "You should have told me ahead of time that we had fake passports with fake names!!!". I'm standing there dreading the consequences of this.