Morphinehigh

This dream was from last night.

I should also note that I've been lurking r/LucidDreaming on reddit for a few weeks now, and have been casually attempting to dream each night. the fact that I've had two dreams in a row that I've remembered apon waking might mean some sort of progress. I figured a dream journal might increase my chances, as well as help me to start focusing on reality checks and other techniques to get me to lucidity.

I 'woke up' for work, but nothing was ordinary.. unknown location... and I think I even remember saying to myself, "i'm dreaming", but for some reason didnt think to do a reality check, and just decided to proceed with the dream. I was concerned that I was going to be late to work, because I had to go somewhere first.... so i jumped on a bike? and cycled to what i would describe as a sort of DMV-type building. In there, it was just a lot of chaos... Lots of people, noises, but nothing familiar or out of the ordinary... I remember walking into a room to wait for something, and in there,were two other people. The first was Paul Sr. from American Chopper, and the second was a woman, but I dont recall who she was... Someone famous/out of the ordinary though. I remember specifically thinking, these people are famous, but I shouldnt lose my cool, so I ended up asking them "how they were doing", to which Paul replied, very grumpily, "Eh I'm okay I guess." He sort of grumbled it.. They were watching a small, old CRT television, but I dont particulary remember what was on it at the time. From that room, I walked through the central hub of the building, again filled with noises and random people i had never seen before, over to a door that lead to a small patio on the side of the building. There, I fould a black man in a military uniform, holding an RPG and launcher. He loaded it, and fired it off into a vacant field that was next to us. I watched the RPG fly through the air, landing maybe 30 yards away, and explode throwing sparks and shrapnel in every which direction. I think I verbally said "huh, that was cool", to which the black man looked at me and smiled, but then kind of just stared at me with a hardened, expressionless face. He never spoke. I then went back to the central hub, where my bike was sitting in the middle of the corridor, loaded up with what looked like a box fan. I proceeded to ride the bike back 'home' all the while thinking I was going to be late to work. When I got there, I looked at the clock and saw that I was indeed late, and that I was going to have to call in and tell them I was just now leaving.

I believe thats when I woke up, approximately 2 hours before my alarm was to go off for work. Now I need to put an effort towards integrating reality checks into my every day life, so that they can become ordinary to me... Maybe then they will become second nature to me when I am in a dream state. Heres to hoping.