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I was fighting with light savers with someone uknown There was another dream where my bus was hours late. I was walking to some bleachers to wait for my bus but I never saw it. A teacher asked me and some other students were doing. I said we were waiting for our buses. I waited for what seem liked hours. I finally remember getting some sort of transport home.
Didn't remember dream
Don't remember dream
Dreamt that I lived in a house that had a haunted doorway and hall. Monsters and ghosts would come through and try to Gg et in. I had all the tool necessary to banish them and would get paid a lot of money when. Did. I had a lot of fun doing this and had several different encounters with different types of monsters. Sometimes kara would help me but mostly when she worked I worked. Was super fun and a little scary. Only one I wasn't able to defeat was a devil type woman who could teleport and split selves and was just about neA r impossible. I went through a door to the devil himself and she was his maiden. We fought for hours but she was stronger. There was a scene where she was gonna finish me but we found out we had shared a sister who was dead. We both cried and she recombined and vanished. I went to take a break in the bedroom and saw a shadow ghost. I sucked it into me and imagined t exploding. I wake up and continue to dream. This time I live at mothers and I love that I see these ghosts. I battle with them constantly. My mom leaves the house and there is a massive battle where I imagine blasting them to picese. Most of the time I don't actually see them but I feel them. Sometimes I do see them and destroy them. Mother comes home and I leave to a sports type school. This is a combination of my old house in the first dream with added sports stadiums. There's a girl there that's my best friend and open lover. We exchange loving glances. I secretly fight off these ghosts and play some sports. When I finish I go to the girls side where they play professionally. They are doing hula competition. I see a beautiful girl doing hula and I flirt with her. She smiles and competes. When she's done I go over and sit with her. She resists letting me touch her at first but then she starts to like me. We cuddle while I fondle her breasts. I leave and go home. Mother and Adam are about to leave. I get excited and prepare to battle. I start collecting my energy and shooting it throughout the house. A strong energy appears as if I woke it up and overpowers me. I am a little scared and walk outside the house. The door slams on me and I get angry. I go inside and shoot pretend energy and try to scare the monster. I fail and leave. The scene flashes to me at a psychiatrist telling him about my powers. We are at a cozy house where my mom and two of her friends are staying. Another guy who had similar problems came to talk. He overcame them but was having physical problems. He said the psychiatrist was charging too much and couldn't pay him. He left and we talked. He said I had to stop that it was getting worse. I told him that I did not wanted to stop. It was fun for me to battle these ghosts and that they really were ghosts all around. He made me remember the time before this happened. I realized that this is all in my head send that I have to make it stop. My mom and her 3 friends came over and I tried to not see ghosts. I started to hallucinate in saw her face is as a zombie. I kept trying to tell myself it's not real and slowly her face to change back.
I was traveling through a glass tunnel packed with electronic gizmos with a small group of unidentifiable people. We were being attacked by an evil computer system and trying to find a way to destroy it. Suddenly, it manifested in the form of a LCD monitor that popped out of the wall next to me! There were 2 belts hanging off the monitor, both made of linen, but one being brown and the other white. I jumped up and ripped them off it thinking that it would hurt it, but sadly it did nothing. I was deciding on my next plan of attack when all of a sudden a girl carrying a large samurai sword stabbed it into the ground. The girl strikingly resembled the new girl in the Walking Dead TV series. All of a sudden, i was sitting at the top of a set of stairs in a college dorm room watching TV. Somehow i had gone from being a part of the show to being a spectator. I look around the room and realized there were 2 girls laying on the ground in from of a couch watching the show with me; however, they did not know i was there. Embarrassed, i apologized for stumbling into their room and they just stared back at me without saying anything looking almost possessed. They started taking their shirts off and i immediately ran out of there; they were ugly as hell. I walked down the hall and ran into some girl that i did not recognize who was sitting on a bench. She had black hair. I told her what just happened and she responded in some way that i cannot remember. I took a step back wondering to myself: why was a talking to this girl and who was she? I decided i was probably dreaming and did a state test by looking at my hands. ****** I became lucid **** and walked off down the hall. Everything was beginning to lose focus, so i did a spin move changing the location and sharpening the focus. I was in another hallway and began singing some random lyrics wondering whether or not my room mate could hear me (He was studying in the same room that i was taking a nap in). The thought accidently crossed my mind that i was sleeping in a bed and immediately i was kicked out of the dream and woke up I now know why you shouldnt think about yourself in real life. Lesson learned. 4/10 for lucid clarity
i've had many vivid dreams the past couple of nights with 3-4 Tonight I had dreams, but I can't remember them in chronological order so I will just record how I remembered them. One dream my top and bottom teeth were crooked and had to get braces . Another I saw my dean's sheets and passes on the street. The last I was with Luke and we were planning on making an escape but I said he would drown me and he laughed and agreed. I remembered later on I also dreamt of seeing J and her bf in the store. She was getting undressed and something slipped she smiled blushing and I didn't catch it but my dream rewinded the scene...I was in the mall holding a cute baby when the head falls off and it's a doll's head. I put the head back on and continue to hold it and percieve it as a real baby. I was getting undress and I stated turn around dude . I was too sexy. Another guy was talking about his sex drive and his inability to not want to rape things...a friend of mine said immature dude. he kept repeating that.
This DILD is cool because it is the precise type of LD I was having that sparked me into googling lucid dreams, and subsequently finding DreamViews. Since then, I haven't had many DILDs like this, so I was happily surprised to have another one. This is how it went down: I'm having a nonlucid dream about Aaron from my last job. He's really cute and we were going to hook up in real life, but we ended up not for several reasons. Anyway, in the dream we were at work after just having clocked out. We were just standing around kissy kissing. The dream jumped forward to us screwing in bed. I'm suddenly lucid, and I think what triggers it in these sex dreams, and what triggered it in the past ones like it, is that I kinda felt like I had just woken up and feel myself in my bed, but at the same time I still feel someone on top of me and we're still kissing and having sex. I know it's not real, but it feels real. And it's just a matter of minutes before I wake up completely. Anyway, so in this one, I can feel Aaron doing me, I'm grabbing his butt and having a grand old time. He kinda sits up for a minute, and my mind is suddenly filled with the worry that he's gonna wig out demon-style on me. So I just stick my hand in his mouth to get the biting over with. He won't bite down, so I stick my other hand somewhere that would make ANY honest man get pissed, and he bit down hard haha! So I rolled him over on his stomach, grew a boy part, and got 2 good thrusts in before waking up. It was probably around 8am when I woke up, and it took me an hour or so of tossing and turning before I felt some vibrations. So I don't classify this next lucid as a DEILD, because it was way later. But maybe it was, whatever, it was a super fast perfect seamless transition into lucidity, that's all I care about! So I was lying on my stomach finally feeling drowsy, and I felt the vibrations. I relaxed and watched the back of my eyelids like I always do, though I didn't see anything. I concentrated and focused the vibrations some more, and I felt like I could safely open my eyes now. When I did, I thought for just a moment that I woke up for real, because I was in the same position, staring at my bedroom wall. But then suddenly an image of Mickey Mouse appeared on the wall, just in shadow form, and then it darted out the window with a cartoonish "zooooom!" sound. Haha ok, I'm dreaming and can get out of bed now. I got up and went out the bedroom door into the hall. I was blind in my left eye, but it looked nice and bright outside. So I thought if I went outside my other eye would work better with all the light. I went out the sliding glass door, and it worked, I could see better! I remembered that I wanted to go into a mirror again instead of a TOTM. So I turned to go back into the house. I'm standing in front of the sliding glass door and I think "Fuck it, I wanna phase through it." It felt just like going through the mirror. But when I got through, it changed the way my house looked a little. I saw a mirror hanging on the wall that doesn't exist in real life. I walked up to it, preparing to go through. This time, the reflection was not me, it was a blonde haired, green-eyed, mischievous looking young lady. She looked at me like she was gonna be trouble. When I moved, she moved in unison, but it was a bit off. I stared at her and asked her "Who are you?" She said with a really creepy grin, "I'm you." DOH I woke up.
5-20-2012 -- [This is a slightly older dream, but very interesting, and somebody just reminded me of it, so I decided to post it here - Batch. I've been ignoring my dreams instead of writing them down for a couple weeks, and as often seems to happen when I do that, my mind provides me with one that seems so interesting to me that I can't help but write it down.] I'm over at Hewitt, a place I worked five or six years ago, but in the dream I was only fired last week. I have stopped by because I want to pick up my final paycheck. While I am there, several of the team leaders and supervisors are talking about how they are short on help, and some of them, when they see me, are hinting I might want my job back. I don't. Sid (actually the dispatcher at the courier company I work at in present real time) is there, and starts trying to talk me into coming back, but I don't want to. Eventually he leads me to an attractive, and somewhat stacked young lady who is kind of showing off her assets a little to try and change my mind. I enjoy looking, but I still don't want to come back to work here. I'm thinking of how hard it would be to match schedules between this job and my security job [actually I haven't worked security in over ten years.] I take a seat at her desk, and kind of cradle my head in my arms for a second or two, and when I look up, everything has changed. Almost all the furniture and people are gone, the carpeting has all changed from red to blue, the young lady and Sid are gone, and I find myself sitting at the desk of a young, thin, earnest-looking black guy who kind of makes me think of Carlton from Fresh Prince. I kind of gasp, and he asks what's wrong. "Where am I?" I ask. "I was sitting in a different place at a different desk, and suddenly I'm here. I know this is a dream, but usually things change slightly more slowly in a dream, so you don't realize you are dreaming." The guy looks at me for a moment, and then says "I don't know anything about this, maybe you better talk to our science department." He then reaches out, gives me a little push on the shoulder, and I slowly start to sink right through the floor and drop to the floor below. I find myself in a typical office environment, cubicles all over the place and employees wandering around. I just look confused and stupid until one of them asks if they can help me, and I mention I am looking for the science department. They tell me it is further down, and give me a push, and I start to sink through another floor. This happens four or five times, and the last time the guy who asks me what I need tells me the science department is the next floor down, but he's running around so much and is so busy, he forgets to push me through the floor, so I decide to do it myself. I kind of push myself down a bit, and my feet sink into the floor about an inch before it solidifies, and I find I haven't gone anywhere. Try again, same thing. Then I take a few seconds, concentrate really hard, and sink through the floor again, though only about half as fast as the times I was pushed. I also bang my shoulders on a couple of cubicles on the way down. The floor I now find myself on seems to have tons of computers and lots of machinery and stuff, and it all looks kind of interesting. I ask if this is the science department, and am told it is. There are a bunch of people who seem to be waiting in a line, and I kind of get in the line as well, then glance out a window. I give a small scream. Out the window I can see I am on the ground floor, and I am looking out at foothills in the distance. Some guy who looks a lot like James Spader walks up to me, and he seems to be in charge. He asks me why I screamed, and I mention that I was in the ground floor of a building in Florida, got pushed through the floor several times to go down a floor, and suddenly find myself on the ground floor of a building in California, and it kind of startled me. He says that sounds interesting, but doesn't make any sense, and asks me to explain what I am talking about. So I explain to him that I am dreaming, and start to tell him the entire dream (same one I'm typing out here for you). There are parts I get wrong. In the dream, I can't remember Hewett or the benefits job, so I refer to it as West Telecommunications, and customer service for T-Mobile (when actually West was Cricket. T-Mobile was APAC.) He is wearing a T-Mobile hat as I am explaining this to him. He is really busy, and keeps wandering around the entire department, talking to other people, while still urging me to tell him my story, so I talk through the whole thing and it seems to take quite a while. "... and then I glanced out the window and saw the California landscape and the foothills in the distance, and I gave a little scream of surprise. And if I keep going, this is going to get boring and repetitive, as that's when you came in and I started telling you all of this." He doesn't make me go on, and I ask him where I am, and he mumbles something about how I am now in a prison. This makes me angry, and I grab the nearest desk and throw it over, computers and equipment falling to the floor and breaking. I throw over another desk and another, and at first the Spader character doesn't notice, but eventually he catches on and asks me to stop. I ask if he really said I was in a prison, and he says yes, but that it is a kind of friendly one, and I keep overturning things and breaking stuff. We move into what almost seems to be a kind of television studio, broadcasting news or something, and as he asks me why I am doing this, I start to destroy the tv equipment. I tell him I figure if I do enough damage they'll throw me out, and he tells me it will never work. I find myself in an office with a large plate glass window looking out on the outside, and I throw a desk through it, but before I can run out the window, the James Spader character stops me. I run into another office, do the same thing, and he blocks me again. Soon he's wrapped around me, holding on tight, making it much more difficult for me to move, and he seems to be rubbing against me and coming on to me. I explain to him I am straight, and he lets me go and comes on to somebody else for a couple of minutes. I ask the guy his name, and he tells me it. It isn't James Spader, but whatever it is, I can't remember it. That kind of info is hard to remember in a dream if you don't already know it in real life. Soon I find myself looking out at the California landscape through almost a sort of viewing platform, but there doesn't seem to be any glass or anything, so I start running toward what I think is freedom, the Spader guy doesn't seem to care, and explains I can't get out that way. I suddenly hit some sort of invisible shield, which he expected, but I start to 'sink' through it just like the floors, but on a horizontal plane, which he didn't expect. Since the shield isn't stopping me like it is supposed to, other barriers are dropping, much like the barriers they drop at night to close off the individual shops in a mall when they are closing for the night. I manage to get an arm under before they drop completely, and force them back up just enough for me to squeeze under, and as I stand on the outside, free, I wake up. Very cool dream!
09-21-2012 -- Am at the FCM convention with Dale, and we have arrived just in time for dinner. We've walked into the dining room, where everybody is sitting around, eating and talking. Except somehow we're not talking aloud, but in a number of different chats that are floating in the air in front of us. it is very difficult telling one chat from the other and keeping everything in the right place. Very much like the Runescape chats at times. Dale is trying to jump start my computer for me, but he only has the red cable, and no black cable for the ground, and I'm worried he'll hurt himself, or my computer. I find myself chatting with a really, really experienced player who seems to be taking a bath. I brush against the bath curtain before I realize this is very creepy and wrong, and rush away before he figures out who it was. Weird! I'm back in line in the cafeteria, and now they are in the middle of closing up, and taking away all the desserts. But that's OK, since I only wanted to grab another glass of milk, anyway. I move on to the auditorium, where I learn that we already missed the business meeting. They also tell me they overbooked the convention, and have no more program guides showing what classes will be where. I think they are joking however, as Joe White is sorting through a stack of them. He gives me one and I ask for a second one for Dale. Joe tells me he will be giving the first class, and Don Caldwell and Gilbert Adams are arguing loudly about which one of them will be giving a private lecture on Sunday (more a Twist and Shout thing than an FCM thing) and are pranking each other with balloon gags. I'm just glancing around at a few of the balloon sculptures from the jam room.
09-21-2012 -- In this dream I am Harry Potter. I think it takes place during his 6th year at Hogwarts, and we're doing some sort of outdoors class that involves travel in Scotland. Hermione is somewhat upset with me because I seem to be doing a bit better than her at whatever it is that we are doing. We have this class with the Slytherins, but some of the Slytherin girls do not want us to see any of the work they are doing, and seem to be trying to distance themselves from us. We stumble into a field that they've snuck off to, and they seem to be following some sort of treasure map. Unfortunately for them, as soon as I walk into the field, I remember the dream I'd had the night before, and walk up to a slightly greener patch of grass and start digging at the spot they were being led to by the map. We dig up a sort of treasure chest filled with gold and a diary. The diary is from a muggle perspective, and tells how they were sailing around in a balloon, but they discovered that three of the passengers were wizards, and they had a powerful bomb, so the muggles threw them off the balloon, before flying off and dying. But somehow the diary is here with the wizards' treasure. I manage to safely disarm the bomb, and soon we're on a bus, on our way back to Hogwarts. Snape is angry with us (what else is new?) Malfoy seems to be more or less unfriendly, but decent. We've played some sort of minor prank on some little first year students, but they've ratted us out to Mcgonagall, so now we have to start planning another, worse prank on them, and they are realizing it would have been better to have just left things alone.
Ok. Time to get this DJ started. Dream activity has been picking up, though only of the common sort. That is why I'm not going into detail. Very little of it anyway, but the basic themes of late have centered on 'losing my car', 'mildly erotic' and 'being a subordinate or peripheral actor in a situation'. Going to the parking lot or the driveway and discovering my car isn't anywhere to be found. The first time it was my car from High School, an Olds 442 muscle car. On waking, putting 2 and 2 together I remembered the tag on my current car reads '442abc'. In the first case, the 442 was confiscated by my parents because a neighbor reported that I had been driving recklessly. Fact was, I accidentally ‘popped the clutch’ leaving the High School parking lot and tore through a person’s yard. My bad. At any rate, bye-bye dream car. It occurred to me that a recent hail-storm damaged my Mini which upset me quite a bit. The storm snuck up on me and I couldn’t get it in the garage in time. The hail-stones were too big to take one on the head! So I just wrung my hands and waited for it to pass. In the second situation, only last night, I leave a gathering at my house, similar to the first house my wife and I purchased, and my car isn’t in the driveway, on the street or anywhere. The car I was looking for was the first ‘nice’ car we purchased - a BMW. A little further detail because it is still fresh: I had offered a guest a drink, but I had only Scotch. He didn’t drink Scotch so I offered to go to the store and buy what he liked. Also, my wife in the dream wasn’t anybody I knew and she had cut her hair almost to a buzz. Hmmm. An intern in a posh law firm: Some time back, in this situation, I lost a million dollars cash - just misplaced it. And recently I get confused in a mountain of paperwork. The point is, I’m not a partner but a low-down intern, beginner. This doesn’t sit well with me. And finally, last night, I’m at a picnic pavilion and there is a large party assembling. I’m not one of them, but I spy a grocery sack full of fried chicken and steal a drumstick off the top. Surely they won’t miss it. I woke up and had something to eat.
09-21-2012 -- VERY strange dream. I'm having some political discussions with some liberal friends right before bed, who I strongly disagree with, then I go to sleep. I suddenly find myself waking to a very Mindwarp* situation. There is a loud, commanding voice giving me orders in my dark, empty room (in the Hickory house). I look around the room carefully, and eventually find some sort of squak box / monitoring device has been installed on the blinds in my room, while I slept. This voice is promoting a very socialist agenda, and threatening me with what will be done to me if I don't follow it's orders. It gives lots of orders, but most I can't remember. The one I can remember is that I was to hold myself back because my sister is not as talented as I am, and I am not allowed to do better than her. [Has nothing to do with my real life sister.] As this this is going on, there is a really weird game show on the TV in my room. It is a game that involves people trying to solve charades by other people that they can neither see nor hear, which makes it really tough. At the moment, Wink Martindale is the contestant, who is trying to solve charades being performed by ... Wink Martindale?!? Somehow they have moved him in time so he is playing against himself! I approach the box, rip it off the blinds, and start to break it apart, and it threatens me ever more fiercely, ordering me not to separate the broken pieces, though I am obviously going to do so. Finally, it produces a line of tiny glowing hieroglyphics that look like human figures. I have to figure out the meaning, but they are too tiny, there is no way to decode them. Somehow throughout this entire thing I have not been myself, but KB. They have come and taken me away to prison because I didn't obey the voice, and they have thrown me into a very large bathroom with four or five big nude criminals, then turned the lights out. Obviously a scary situation. I rush to the door, still nude, and open it so there is some light to see by. I find myself in a locker room, and start opening lockers until I find one with my clothes in it, and start dressing as quickly as possible, hoping to get out of here before anything more happens to me. Semi-short, but intense dream. *[Five or six years ago I had a very strange real-life situation happen. Kind of scared me for an evening. Had no idea what was going on. Had been renting a room from some people for just a couple of months. This room was lined with shelves near the ceiling that had tons of kid toys on them. One night I went to bed, and was fast asleep when I woke to hear this loud, deep voice seeming to come from nowhere, saying something along the lines of "Prepare for Mind Warp!" I was suddenly wide awake in my room, quite scared by this mystery voice, not sure if I was awake, asleep, or insane. I'd turned the light on, there was nobody in the room. The TV was off. I had no radio. Nothing! I sat there hyperventilating for a minute or two, turned the light off, and tried to go back to sleep, when the same voice returned again, saying something about mindwarp over or something. (It's been several years, I no longer remember the closing phrase nearly as well.) Terribly frightening. Got up the next morning and searched the room carefully, and found a battery-powered game called Mind Warp that spoke when activated. Whatever it was, exactly, it was a toy I'd never heard of, and therefore very frightening to suddenly hear in the middle of the night. That toy was quickly relocated out of my room. Anyway, that was the Mind Warp story referenced in the dream.]
[Been around a week or more since I last posted. Have had very little dream recall for some reason, and the last couple of dreams I had before this morning were over a week ago and haven't been posted yet. I will try and get that corrected. Also remember a fragment from earlier this morning that I will post below this whole dream.] 09-27-2012 -- I'm working late in the Hickory House on something for some sort of 4 page newspaper supplement, I think, but it is something like 3 or 4 am, and I finally drift off to sleep. I eventually wake up again to find mom sleeping at her desk. I am glancing around at the stuff I have been working on, and I spot a newspaper clipping that mom had clipped for me, and start to read it. Glancing at it, it was some kind of report about a major football game, and yet there was a picture of 'Hulk' Hogan watching it. Somehow, reading the clipping allows me to hear the broadcast of it, and as people start cheering a big touchdown or something, it wakes mom up. She soon heads out the door, going somewhere. As I glance around the living room, I see a small red scooter like the one I used to ride before I got my first car, and I find myself thinking I might be able to use it to start up the Circle K mystery shops again, though it wouldn't do for the APEC ones because of the tiny gas tank. [Real life jumping in for a second. When my car broke down and a friend gave me another one, I still had to quit all my driving work because of how poor of gas mileage and no A/C, including the mystery shops.] I wander to the kitchen, looking for something to eat. Oddly, there are several platters of ribs and things sitting half on the stove, half in the refrigerator. The dream just can't seem to make up its mind. I grab a bit of meat, and wander outside. As I grabbed it, it was just a small slice of meat, off the bone. By the time I reached Jeff's house, I find myself laying on the ground underneath the tree in their front yard eating several ribs right off the bone. His parents come wandering by, and either don't see me, or don't speak to me at first. They are discussing getting a letter from him, and he is mentioning something about how if the Sorting Hat is getting too lonely, it is friendly with me, and they may want to have me visit with it for a bit. This gets me to the point of gently getting their attention and asking if I can ask them something. They agree, and I ask if they always knew they were magical, as I only learned after I grew up. They tell me, yes, they've always been a part of the magical world. All this has taken place on the front lawn, but as I turn to leave, I am suddenly inside the house exiting an odd front door that points the wrong way compared to real life. I open the front door and almost fall down the large set of front steps, but don't manage to shut the door behind me properly, and an alarm starts to go off. I am trying to climb the steps to finish closing the door when Barbara closes it for me. I start to walk back toward my house, using a sort of accio charm to summon all the rib bones so I don't leave any on their lawn to make them mad at me. As I am approaching the Hickory House, there are some people in costumes and floats as Ringling Bros is running a parade through town today. They don't usually parade on Hickory because it is such a small street, but they do sometimes stage there. In trying to turn around the animals and floats, they somehow end up circling around up onto the sidewalk and even the yards, where they are weaving through all the cars parked there. [More reminiscent of my current address than Hickory.] There are lots of people starting to line up, and some local clowns who are entertaining the crowds. I don't know what is being celebrated, but it is something big. There is also stuff here related to the space program, even though this is CA and not FL. [May tie in to the shuttle being shown off in CA within the last week, and Posner posting about it on Facebook.] I see somebody who I am almost sure is Kluts, but I ignore her, and just head for the front door. To get there, I have to excuse my way through some others, and overhear a black clown (but not one I knew from the alley) asking if there was any way to get rid of all the American flag decorations. Not likely, I'm thinking. I make it in the front door, and find that in the short time I have been gone, mom has decorated the house for Halloween, and I somehow stumble into a balloon decoration, and end up with a balloon hat on my head. I'm just tired, and head straight for my first bedroom, wanting to lay down and sleep. I open the door to find the room is even tinier than I remember, and mom has completely rearranged it, without asking me. I am annoyed at the invasion of privacy, and am considering moving out because of it. Meanwhile, in the process of rearranging, she somehow opened the partition between my room and Melody's, so there is even less privacy. On the other hand, Melody and one of her girlfriends are asleep in her bed. [This is really starting to muddle a lot of things together. This is obviously the Hickory House, but the curtain-ish partition between two bedrooms was in the Moran house, and it is Rosemary in my current house who has threatened to come in and rearrange the furniture in my room.] I sit down on my bed and start to get undressed, which seems to make enough noise to start waking people in Melody's room. I find that I can see right into the shower in Melody's room, and two of her girlfriends are taking a shower. At first they seem to be showering in their clothes, but soon it may just be very noticeable tan lines. The shower sections just keep growing, because soon there are at least two showers on the left, the bedroom section of her room, and then three bathtubs on the right. All of this in a small bedroom that really has no baths or showers, those are in the restrooms. More and more people who have been staying with Melody overnight are starting to shower and bathe, including entire families with parents and kids. It is very weird. Half-dressed women start wandering into my room because for some reason all the shoes are in here. Meanwhile, I'm still trying to undress to take a nap. Soon there is a big, threatening-looking black tough in my room, though he is friendly enough. He explains that they stay here overnight once a year, and have for ages. This surprises me because I have never seen this before. He explains they are visiting for one day from Springfield, CA, and I explain we're originally from CA as well, and start commenting on how much I want to move back there. Nevermind that until this moment, this house was in CA. --- A fragment from an earlier dream that I can't much remember. I was working on a really small notebook computer (but it folded and had a keyboard, so it wasn't a pad) in some sort of print shop trying to print something important out when suddenly the computer lost everything. The data I was working on, all search links, all clues to everything I was interested in ... it became impossible to get the computer to pull up anything I was interested in. Somehow there were also chases with people firing guns at me or something.
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