Ophelia's Book O' Fun II

I got lucky with this early WILD; I'm on vacation, and when I sleep in a strange place, I wake up alot and I sometimes get vibrations at 5 or 6 in the morning and don't have to wait to sleep in late. I've been vacationing so now I don't remember all the dream, but I'll record all the bits I remember.

Anyway, I woke up from an almost nightmare (nonlucid). It was really abstract, but still scary somehow. It ended with me looking at some musical notations, and feeling scary vibrations. I woke up, and tried to recreate the vibrations. They weren't properly kicking in. Felt kinda like trying to start a car with little or no gas. Finally after 3 or 4 attempts, I initiated them again and said to myself "Focus focus focus focus..." Finally the engine turned over and I quickly imagined a scene with a sunrise. I opened my dream eyes and I think it was still the hotel bedroom. And it was really dark. I struggled with the blankets a little and got up very slowly. I was able to rub my hands together and just will myself to see better, which helped a little (what usually helps the most is to ignore all this sight drama and begin focusing on a goal and eventually things clear up).

I went into the hotel bathroom and looked in the mirror. I looked like a creepy girl from one of those Japanese horror movies, like The Ring or something. It freaked me out a little, so to calm down I just acted the character. I growled and snarled at my reflection. I remember feeling my heart beat faster (don't know if it was my real heart or residue). I left the bathroom and don't remember what happened in those exact moments after.

Next thing I remember I see a big glass window leading to a backyard that I don't recognize. Happy that I can see better, I go to the window and push through it I end up on the other side, and I see all these different flowering bushes. I think to myself "What the heck I'll try the basic task with the flower." I went to several bushes (I remember one with daisies and another with sweet william), but each time I got up close, the flower wilted and died before I could even pick one. The last bush I remember had big dark red blossoms on it. I picked one fast and it looked ok, not great, but passable. I turned around and saw that I was in a garden behind this little white house. An old indian man came out of the back door, and headed toward his sit-down lawn mower. Before he could start it, I said "Here ya go!" and handed him the rose. He said "I don't want it," and began mowing his backyard lawn. I kept following him and said "No you have to take it man, it's for the TOTM." Finally he took it, begrudgingly, and said, "It's all about you, isn't it? I bet you wouldn't even become a Christian." I lied and said, "No no, it's cool. I'll go to church with you I promise." And that's all I remember about that part.

Later I remember going back inside, and ended up in the hotel bathroom again. My reflection looked just like me, and I remember playing around, making funny faces at myself, and thinking that this dream was really lasting a while. I couldn't think of anything else to do, so I just kept monkeying around in the bathroom until I woke up.