Dream Journal

Finally some decent recall, although still somewhat disturbed by loud construction, and likely poor sleeping habits too. These notes took up an entire A4 page, which is the largest dream recall effort since restarting

Awake|Dreaming|Lucid

As far back as I could recall, I was starting off in my living room at home, standing on the stairs and watching an embarrassing clip of a speech or performance from my old school days. I got off the stairs and decided to play with my dog on the sofa and carpet for a little while. Eventually, I found myself at the beach on another organized trip with Nat, from a previous dream. I saw the entire area from a birds eye view, and instead of the usual stony beaches of Brighton, it was a cartoonishly bright yellow beach, with a lush cyan ocean. There were large, old, stone-grey buildings inland. I hung out with Nat for a while, but I can't remember exactly what we did together.

Before I knew it, I ended up in an apartment I apparently owned, which was located on my Grandmother's road, but somehow within reach of Brighton Beach. The apartment was a little messy, as if it had just been sold with all the furniture untouched, and it was quite dark and gloomy inside. Instead of being with Nat at this point, I was with an old school friend named Tom. I found a wild boar in the kitchen, with its head stuck in a wooden board that was painted as a gnome, with its a hole cut-out where its face would go, like something you'd find at an amusement park. I informed Tom that the boar needed help being freed, and he came to assist me. He tried yanking the boar's head out, but I suggested we try pulling it from its body instead, as it would fit through the hole much more easily. We slipped the boar out, and it bit me as it frantically escaped and began charging around the kitchen in panic. I came up with the idea to open all doors leading from the kitchen to the front door, so that it had a path to escape, but it didn't seem to work. I headed outside, where I found myself at the entrance to the large, stone-grey buildings I had seen from a bird's eye view, and forgot about the boar, waiting with Tom for Nat to text me back about meeting up. She didn't reply, so I headed out to find somewhere to eat, which was conveniently next to the building complex. I headed between a red and white circus tent on the beach, and the building I had just left, up a wide avenue that eventually connected to an equally wide building. Inside was a long stretch of red and gold carpet, with a counter at the end run by one male and one female staff members. Instead of ordering food, which seemed to be a buffet of some sorts, I headed back out to the main square by the building complex, and called Nat, who didn't pick up.

I headed to a supermarket called Asda, to pick up an insulin shot for my dog (or perhaps the boar?), which began a stressful journey to safely deliver the exposed and delicate syringe, I saw the exact same bird's eye view from earlier, and then found myself in a classroom when it faded. I noticed Tony, a famous advertiser from a Chinese company named LC Sign, getting bullied by a nerd named Matt, who was a classmate of mine alongside Tom many years ago. Matt had said something that really upset Tony, who was now flailing and on the verge of tears. After seeing this, I approached Matt from behind and pushed him down to his chair, and then furiously threatened to rip his head off. He didn't seem to acknowledge my presence, so I left the classroom and landed back at the main square by the beach. I got on to a bike and continued my stressful quest to deliver the exposed syringe, which seemed to be located at the buffet from earlier. I cycled down the long avenue, across the red carpet and dismounted at the counter where the same two staff members began to get agitated that I wasn't buying anything. The female worker, who was fairly young and wearing glasses, demanded that I pay £100 for wasting time. The male worker, who was a little older, stepped in to defend me and dismiss the accusations.

I left the buffet for a second time, and found myself in the square yet again. This time, Nat actually responded to me and I met up with her outside the science block of my old school, where I showed her a video that broke down the design of the building my apartment was located in. It showed a long, narrow strip of rooms connected, and mine was at the end. The male narrator informed us that my room was called "Warren House", and a 3D render of the narrow strip of rooms was animated as it broke it down to explain. The dream then ended with a third and final bird's eye view of the area, exactly the same as the prior two

Considering how terrible my recall situation has been, this was a very solid entry for once. I'm very happy with how many details I remember, even 7 hours after scribbling the notes. I'm excited to see what my dreams are like tomorrow morning

Recurring elements:
-Nat, second time she has been featured
-School, marking the fourth dream out of five this week
-Family, home. This would be the third(?) dream out of five
-Travel, the second dream travelling with Nat in particular

Notes:
-Slept at 2am, woke up at 10am
-Recall was initially a challenge, but managed to piece together a lot in 30 minutes
-I wouldn't say the dreams were vivid, despite good recall