Lucid Time!

I remember I was with my mom, dad, and cousins from my mom's side of the family. (Is it just me, or do I dream about that particular cast of characters quite a lot. Maybe I could narrow a few of my dream signs down if I note that it's just them.) Anyways, we were in this huge hangar bay. There were shuttles, ships and equipment. My dad told me that we were on the set of Star Trek. In order to make the show cheaper to produce, instead of building a set, they built a giant Enterprise building on the ground and simply filmed at night.

I remember in the middle there was this huge atrium/foyer type room. Supposedly on the show this was where the ship's reactor was. (I don't know if the reactor is in the middle of the saucer, and some Star Trek fans are probably getting aches right about now.) This was where when the show was filming, all the actors and crew would come for a break, and in this museum setting, it was where all the patrons could come for a break too.

My dad said it was time for us to go, and my cousins whined a little because I was leaving. It was weird because even in the dream, I wasn't feeling well. He took me out in the parking lot. (It was a big parking lot) and started walking me back to my car. I remember the snow plow had made some mistake and there was a giant mound of snow that we had to climb over. With my sluggish dream body, even this simple task was a challenge. When we got to my car, I saw that the hood, both doors on the left side and the passenger door on the right were gone. For some reason my dad tried to divert my attention.

He hinted at something about people that take parts off cars in large parking lots and steal them. We got into my dad's old van and started driving somewhere else. I took one last look at the enterprise building. It looked different now, like just a circular office block and two warehouses. I remember we drove over some train tracks and I lost the dream.

(NLD+1)

-WBTB to have the mother of all diarrhea attacks at 2:00am because I'm sick-

(WBTB+2)

I remember I was walking what felt like the nature trail that runs behind my subdivision. But (contrary to the last dream that was barren, snowy and cold) this one was lush. The trail was long overgrown, the pavement cracked to the point of essentially being cobblestones of asphalt with saplings sprouting through it. I could still sort of recognize some familiar landmarks, but the factory and the clean water plant that are tucked away behind my sub were crumbling under all the new growth. Supposedly all this new jungle growth had to do with climate change.

I think I was walking with someone. I forget who, but they eventually got ahead of me. I got stuck at a waist high fallen log that I couldn't muster the strength to climb over. So I just stopped and sat down on the crumbling pavement, and admired the beauty of the rainforest. I remember the dream was pretty vivid. I think at some point I saw some kind of lemur or monkey characters swinging from the trees and hand a longing for feeling better agian so that I could be free to swing from the trees like them.

NLD (+1)

-WBTB that sent me scrambling downstairs for a glass of water at 5:30am-

I was on campy. I remember there was a new complex on campus, by far the biggest building. It was 10 or 12 stories, and was attached to two parking garages, a monorail that ran around the campus and a nuclear cooling tower. I'm not sure entirely what the purpose of the building was, but as far as I knew, I had nothing to do today, so I might as well pay it a visit, and see what it's like inside. The first thing that I remember was finding some sort of workout room/gym. As soon as I found it, a pair of identical girls stepped outside and snapped a couple of selfies. For some reason this was irritating to me.

Then there was a boy who had a speaker system and music player on a cart. He didn't look college age, easily late middle or early high school. He had buzzed dark blonde hair, freckles, and chubby cheeks despite having a very thin body. He wore a light brown tee shirt. Some EDM started playing and this kid was a wicked good dancer. I asked him what he was listening too. I don't think he replied. I asked him if it was by SynSun. No reply.

I stopped. Maybe he couldn't hear me over the music. Well I can't shout because I'm sick and- wait a second, why am I on campus? I was going to stay home today. How did I get here? (I do a nose pinch reality check) Yes, I didn't expect to get lucid while sick, on the first night of the comp- wait, why did the text turn black?

Dangit! Quick! DEILD!

(DILD+10)
(RC+1)
(DEILD+1) Only counting this for one point for DEILD because although I did return to the dream, I wasn't lucid.

Well I went back into the dream, but I had lost lucidity. I was now back outside the building where I had been in the beginning of the first lucid dream. I was looking up at the monorail and noticed that I was at the end of its route. When it came to a stop. It jolted itself so violently that it lifted into the air.

It went away again and another train came. When this one came to a stop, half of the first car was hanging of the edge of the rail, and it banged into the side of the parking garage. I thought that this was a serious problem with the monorail so I told myself the next time a train came, I would snap a short video and take it to security or something to have them stop the train. I waited. I heard a steam locomotive coming, and it came. This one made no effort to stop, and derailed, hurling right at me. I dropped my bag and rolled out of the way, just a few feet from the train.

I saw the train had broken a pipe on the side of the building. I wasn't sure if it was gas or water, but I wasn't about to take chances. My bag was soaked in the stuff, so I just forgot about it and ran, thinking an explosion was only seconds off. I remember a DC pulled up next to me and stopped me in a flatbed semi, with a million bright red oil drums on the back. He asked me if I was the one who had ordered the [large number] of explosive barrels for my minecraft level.

I kept running. I think as I made it around the truck the red barrels became Minecraft TNT, and the dream shifted to a random meadow.

It must have blown up, because I awoke with a jolt. Strangely, I don't remember that bit.

(NLD+1)

Night Total: 17

Interesting how my illness, the thing that I thought was going to drag me down, actually made me get lucid.