non-lucid

Fragment: Meeting the director from my upcoming audition. (She emailed me a reminder about the audition shortly before I went to sleep.)

Dream

I was at what was supposed to be a college campus but didn't look like one. It was nighttime. There was going to be a football game. I met a girl and two guys and we ate together. I thought one of the guys was kinda hot. The girl voiced my thoughts exactly. Then the hot guy left, and as he was leaving I said, "Nice to meet you."

The girl seemed annoyed that I had acknowledged him but not her. I meant to say the same to her before she departed a few second later, but somehow didn't get the chance.


Did my WBTB after this and couldn't fall back asleep because of allergies. Did catch a few HHs, though.

My sister was getting ready to leave to go back to college, and everyone in the family was complaining about her for some reason (not that she was going, but random stuff).

My Grandma was in this dream. I think she might have given me something?

There was a calendar on the wall with original artwork of cartoon characters that don't really exist in WL. I looked through about four pages. The one that was displayed had the character's name where the month would be. I don't remember it but I know it contained the name Socrates or was some derivative of it. It was a very colorful drawing and I think the character was some kind of bird...

E (a girl I once worked with) arrived at some point, and we hugged as if we'd once been best friends. (We were in good terms but didn't hang out. I did hug her IWL when accepting an award.)

Fragment 1:

I realized that my hair has gotten a lot lighter and was happy it had happened so quickly. (I've been coloring my hair with semi-permanent color for almost a year, and now I've stopped an am using clarifying shampoo to get it out quicker.)

Fragment 2:

I was boiling water in the electric kettle, when it turned into a huge pot with bits of algae floating in the water. (Also influenced by daily life. Before bed I noticed some mineral buildup in the electric kettle that I need to clean out.)

I've decided to stick with one bedtime routine and combination of techniques for the entirety of June. Last night was night one.

I ended up going to bed an hour later than I outlined in my routine. Less than an hour after that, I woke up from one of those dreams I've been having all the time lately, where I'm trying to yell at someone and my voice just isn't coming out. This time it was my sister, which is a first.

After that, I lay awake for hours. It didn't help that I had to go to the bathroom every ten minutes.

Throughout the night, however, I remained aware of a lot of auditory and visual HHs. Many more than is normal for me.

I also remember that some point I was having a dream or detailed HH, and I thought about doing an RC, but I was afraid it wouldn't work. Something along those lines, anyway.

So it seems that, at the very least, my will to become lucid has been imprinted on my subconscious; I think that as long as I am disciplined with my routine, this is going to be a very interesting month indeed. And, hopefully, as the excitement fades just a little I'll actually be able to sleep.

It was a long night and I kept waking up periodically and remembering fragments of dreams. They were too vague to be worth writing down, though, and I ended up forgetting most of them.

Only Fragmet I remember:

I was in Arkansas with my family. There were quartz crystal points lying on the ground and we were picking them up. They were all clean, unlike the ones you dig up from the mines.


Dream in the morning:

I was seated in a large building, I'm guessing as a member of the audience. My sister was sitting to my left. I had my iPad and was looking at everything through the camera view. At first I saw that there were what looked like thousands of people in auditorium seating. I think there was some sort of graduation ceremony, and a small group of people sitting in one corner were dressed in green dinosaur suits. They were picking up their awards or diplomas or whatever.

The next time I looked around the space, however, it was more like a library than an auditorium. A gorgeous, ornate library like one would expect to see in a royal palace or the Vatican. The atmosphere also changed from what had seemed to be educational to a more political one.

I was watching Peanuts on my iPad. Snoopy and Woodstock were leaving the house by sitting on plants that would stretch out their leaves to get them out the door. Woodstock's plant didn't stretch nearly far enough and he fell. He was starting to try again, with the plant closer to the door this time, when from behind him, Snoopy's plant grew a very long leaf and Snoopy was able to get out of the house (no idea why they couldn't just walk out!)

A Polish man who looked to be about 50 sat down in the seat to my right. He asked if it was alright if he lit his cigarette. I don't like smoke, and also didn't think it was legal for him to smoke there, but it seemed easier to just say he could. My sister appeared annoyed that I'd let him smoke next to us.

Next I was in a smaller group of people and the same guy joined the group. Apparently he was somebody important.


Note: this is the third time in two weeks I've dreamt of dino suits. First it was my dad, then my parrot, and now these strangers. Weird.

My mom and uncle were making black currant wine, but the black currants looked more like blackberry colored pomegranates. At one point I saw their juice running down my hands.

This is the first time I've noticed my own hands in a dream, which is one of my chosen RCs.