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Was at burning man again with kara. We were trying to sleep and prepare for the night. It was impossible to sleep and it was about to get to the point where it was too hot to sleep. I checked our tent and saw that we had almost no shade for the sun. I felt defeated and asked kara if she wanted to stay up for one day and leave early. She agreed and we met up with Leo a nd Dina who also wanted to leave after the night. I went on a solo adventure having mini forgotten conversations with people. I was ready to leave and went looking for all of them. Weird stuff was happening and people seemed to be dying. Word got around that the desert itself was reacting and killing everyone off. I decided to meet them outside of actual burning man and ran. Giant rocks were being thrown from the sky and crushing people. I was a little scared as I realized I was not ready to fully die just yet. Baron popped into my mind. As I was running and dodging giant rocks I was thinking about how weird it was that I was scared of death because I usually am not. I was getting further along the path and further from danger. I saw the exit. As I was getting closer the path filled with fire. It was either be burned to death or be crushed by a giant boulder. I realized there mas no escape and instantly my frame of mind Changed. I accepted death and jumped off the cliff with a smile of excitement of whAt was to come. I fell onto the rocks and was instantly crushed.
Leo and I were back at burning man trying to escape the desert. We were actually getting away. We made it out of the burning man area but as we went further things were still trying to kill everyone. We came to this little town and talked with some people who escaped. They were too busy trying to survive. We came across this building that appear ed d to be safe and relaxed. We recounted our adventures and somehow resized we were dead and that we never made it. I realized we were astral and got excited. I tried experimenting with different things and had an apparition appear and tell me that I was doing this experience right and to continue what I was doing. I closed my eyes and imagined teleportation. I woke

10.09.2012

WILD Straight to Bed (WILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I've always assumed attempting to WILD at the point of going bed at night was a waste of time. This assumption was based on the evidence that REM cycles don't start until much later in the sleep cycle. REM sleep is, of course, typically when we dream. Yesterday I was dropping off on the settee at about 11pm after an early start and long day of physical exertion. I decided to call it a night.

I fell asleep very quickly and remained aware during the whole transition into a dream. I had a false awakening, which I immediately recognised as a dream. I got out of bed and saw that my bedroom and house were pretty much exactly as I had last seen them. All the upstairs lights were off, but I could distantly hear the TV, which my brothers had been watching. I walked out of my room confidently, but was all too aware of the oppressive darkness in the house. Rather than dwell on the potential for a nightmare to develop, I went balls to the wall and ran down the stairs yelling with my hands balled into fists, ready to take on any monsters which might dare to appear. Unfortunately, the excitement kicked me out of the dream and I think I woke up.

I and a friend were new in a house. A guide was walking with us showing the area surrounding. We had to cross a muddy paddy field. Along at several intervals were strips of yellow lines that you can step on to cross. I crossed first. The yellow lines were soft and didn't hold my weight. I was almost at the other side but there was a white leopard and its cub. The mother was reaching out its claws at me. I was swimming in the mud now. Scared I tried to swim back to my friend and guide. But I couldn't move fast enough and there was a current pulling me towards the leopard. Color: yellow, green, blue.

Snap (LUCID)

[Finally! Woop woop! Only, I'm pretty uncertain on the chronology for some parts. You'll see.]

While at a traveling carnival, I run into my sister with a group of her friends. They're discussing what they should go do next, since recently a bunch of extra people joined their group and now there are maybe too many people for them to travel together. As a joke, I walk up and join, pretending I don't know that I'm exacerbating the problem. Suddenly, I notice that there's a younger girl in the group who keeps shouting for everyone to shut up. She must think that if everyone quiets down, then the discussion will go more smoothly. From the perspective of the wisdom of years, I realize that she's not going about this the right way. I walk up to her and encourage her to quiet down and be more mature. She stares at me as if suddenly realizing how annoying her behavior was, and then she sincerely thanks me for my intervention. To the group, I point out that we can just split into two groups and meet up again later.

Later, I ride a roller coaster. All you do to get on board is to grab a horizontal bar that's connected to the track above you. It's a very scary ride, because the only things preventing you from falling to great injury or death are your grip strength and your arm strength. As the coaster starts moving, I start to fear for my life. I try to secure my grip by looping an elbow over the bar, but it's difficult to adjust your grip safely while the ride is in motion. The coaster rounds a corner and heads down a downward slope, gathering speed. I see that at the bottom, the track turns sharply to the left. "Oh no," I moan, praying that I can withstand the G forces. Somehow I do, and shortly afterward, the ground rises beneath me and the coaster slows so that I can get off.

Of course, doing so is almost as hard as getting off of a ski lift, so in the process, I drop my notebook and pencil. I try to go back to grab them, but I almost get hit by the next car. I'm forced to dive to the side and seize another car going up the hill. Then I realize that I've switched tracks, and I'm about to go all the way around the ride again. First, I'm confused as to why they would design the ride to make this possible. Second, I'm worried that they'll be mad at me for going around the ride again without paying a second time. Third, I realize that the much more pressing concern is that now the ride has a second chance to kill me.

At some point later, I'm discussing lucid dreaming with someone, and I decide to do a reality check by plugging my nose and breathing in. To my delight, it works! Next thing I know, I'm standing in my childhood bedroom. [Maybe I had a false awakening?] I do the same RC again, and it works again. But I'm not totally convinced, so I do it one more time, making sure that I've totally plugged my nose and there's no way that air should be able to get through. It still works.

Awesome! Time to get to work. I remember that I have dream goals, but, nevertheless, the first thing that occurs to me is that I should look for a naked woman. I'm alone in my room, but maybe I can conjure one into my closet (which is currently closed). I decide that the first thing to do is to turn on the lights in there. I'll be able to see if I've succeeded by looking at the gap beneath the door. There's a faint light coming from it right now, so I snap my fingers to try and turn it on all the way. It flickers a bit, then goes out completely. Lol. Maybe I should try to work on some dream control, first.

I'm glad that this dream seems to be easy to maintain. I figure that's probably because it takes place in a very familiar location; namely, my own house.

At some point, I decide to dive through a big glass window on the second story. As I'm banging it with my arm, testing its strength, it occurs to me that this would be very dangerous in the case that I actually am awake. I do another RC, just to be safe.

At another point, I open my closet door to discover that my parents have been storing a lot of creepy presents in there. I mean, all I can see are boxes and bags, but it still creeps me out.

At another point, I decide that I might as well actually do one of my dream goals: "feel my heartbeat." I press two fingers of my right hand against the artery in the side of my neck. Surprisingly, my pulse is very strong and rather rapid. It even seems to be accelerating slightly. I guess that fits, since I feel like I'm high on adrenaline.

At another point, I'm in the downstairs hallway when my mom calls everyone to dinner. Obviously, I'd rather keep working on dream control than go sit down with them. I know my dad's probably going to try to find me and insist that I come. But I also hope that since I'm dreaming, I can just sort of will him not to pay attention to me. I see him come out of a door at the end of the hallway and start walking towards me--and I'm very relieved when he walks by without even looking in my direction.

At another point, I'm practicing dream control in living room. The idea is this: every time I snap, I want it to be followed a moment later by a sharp crack and a small flare of light located wherever it is that I've directed my attention. It's like using those little firecrackers that you're supposed to throw against the ground. Anyway, the first time I try, I fail. I'm disappointed and worried that I'll never be able to do it. But I remind myself that all of this is imaginary: it's happening in my own mind, so I should have complete control over it. I try again. It works! I repeat it a few times, and then I notice that sometimes the little flash of light can affect its nearby surroundings, a little bit. I try to do this on purpose by directing my attention at a button which is hanging loose from the side of a cushion. When I snap, the flash of light breaks the thread, and the button rolls across the floor. Neat!

While I'm practicing, I notice that our dog is behaving strangely. She jumps up on a couch, then climbs some other furniture in order to jump onto a light that hangs by a chain from the ceiling. She climbs up the chain and touches her nose to the ceiling. A dog's paws should never have been able to achieve that, but I figure that since this is a dream, she may as well be able to do anything she wants to do.

Later, I consider stopping to review what I've done so far, to solidify it in my memory for easier dream recall. But, nah. Much more fun to keep trying to do new stuff.

I decide that the next thing to try would be snapping my fingers and having a little flame appear above them. I go into the family room, where I find a convenient bunch of lit candles. I sit in the couch. My hand has become wrapped in protective oily cloth, and I light a couple of fingers by sticking them into a candle flame. I contemplate this for a bit, then blow them out. Except I don't quite succeed, and the fire flares up again. I blow harder, and this time it goes out completely. I feel silly for working that hard to accomplish something so simple. For instance, there is a friendly dog in the room who would gladly put out the fire for me if I were to stick my hand in its mouth. I guess the saliva just put me off.

A few moments later, I realize that I haven't thought about anything for a few moments, and everything's gone black. I try to shout "Clarity!" but there's nothing to clarify. I open my eyes upon my new bedroom, then do an RC to make sure I'm awake. When I check the time, I'm surprised to find I've only been asleep for a couple of hours.

Evil Statue

The ceremony to release a powerful evil spirit on the world is scheduled to begin in a few hours. It'll take place at a museum. Unfortunately, the statue of the evil spirit has long been missing from the building, so we have no idea what exactly we'll be facing. Now, usually I would procrastinate, which is to say I would start setting up to face the spirit only a couple of minutes before its scheduled release. But this time, I call together the team and try to get us started with a few hours to spare. We hide out in the parking lot under an overturned rowboat. Every so often, an evil black dog comes along to snap at us through the gaps in the side, and we have to stab it to death. Those jaws look very dangerous, and I'm not really confident in my abilities. Especially when half the team is out scouting and I have to face the dogs with only about one other person.

Scare Game

Evil creatures are loose on the world. I'm headed to the basement, but I'm worried they might be waiting for me down there. There are rules about when and where they can attack you, but I don't remember them exactly. Mom happens to be in the living room with me, so I ask her. She says yes, they're allowed to attack at this time. I also check a rules handbook, and it says there are actually no limitations on when you can be attacked. Huh. It must have been that they don't like sunlight, so you're usually safe during the day. Anyway, I decide to go to the basement. I'll just be very careful.

When I'm about two steps into the room down there, a hand comes flying around a corner to try and grab me. I intercept it with my own arm and wrestle with it for a bit until my dad gives up and comes around the corner, laughing. He'd been trying to scare me, because in this game you get points for that.

I was playing what I think was Spirit Tracks. I was in some room that doesn't actually exist in-game. Supposedly, I could find various dungeon bosses in that room. I wanted to see the boss of the Water Temple in Ocarina of Time, but only Anjean was there (NO idea what she was doing there). Disappointed, I walked away, but I soon returned to find that Morpha (Water Temple boss) was there.

My POV then changed from the game back to normal. I was outside with my brother. We were both playing our DS's. We connected them via link cable (not sure why, since they're supposed to be wireless) but got a virus warning, so we disconnected them and turned them off. I'm not sure how I knew, but the warning was for some computer virus transmitted through the grass to technology that was nearby, which is really weird...

Dream - Lucid

I was watching something happen at a volcano. It was supposed to be some show. The host, a man, was using the volcano to help people. But the last person he helped, another man, had gotten killed by the eruption. There was a girl, the man's daughter, whom was about my age, telling me about it all, wanting someone to get him to stop before he killed someone else. That dad wasn't completely naive to the deaths, but he felt like it was doing more good than bad.

I remember being in Jake's apartment. I think that's where the girl lived.

~

I was looking at Facebook, scrolling through my timeline, and saw back to where I had a friend request from one of my old professors (we are Facebook friends IWL). I didn't know who he was at first, so I posted his profile picture, the back of what was supposed to be his head, covered in brown hair and looking in a mirror, but the mirror reflected the back of his head again. Next to the picture, I put his name, and wrote "Who is CH?". It didn't have any responses. Then, I saw that I figured it out and accepted his friend request.

At some point, I remember having to go on a trip somewhere. I was excited, but I couldn't figure out what clothes to pack, since all my white camisoles were dirty, and most of the clean shirts I had required I wear a white cami underneath.

There was more to these dreams, but I didn't really sleep a whole lot. My insomnia is back in full-swing (stressful week ahead -_-).

10/09/12

Dream 1

I was at school in one of the taller buildings at my school, I was with one of my friends. We were in the hallway on the second floor and my friend had a bomb in his hand. The bomb was circular in shape and about the size of a hand. In the hallway in the middle was a fire extinguisher planted to the middle of the wall. My friend got his bomb and placed it firmly behind that, we ran to the top of this building which was about 5 floors high. A teacher walked out of the classroom as we stood there and watched us. My friend pulled out a detonator and with no hesitation pushed the button. Nothing happened. I said 'Just push it again!' and he did just that. The bomb exploded and because the bomb was on the left side of the building the building started falling over in that direction. I ran over and got close to a window, as it was falling I shouted to him 'When it gets close to the floor jump out onto a railing and we should live!' The building toppled and just before it hit the floor we both jumped out and landed on a railing and it took all the impact. We looked at the mess we had made and walked off. However we didn't want them to know it was my friend who blew the building up so we had to think of a plan to trick them.
I am then in a underground tunnel sort of thing and we had thought of the plan. We were going to say that he had won gold in long jump at the Olympics so that people pay attention to that rather than the building. We walked out of this passage which was very sandy and mossy and into the school. My friend was carrying the Olympic torch and these massive Olympic rings. Everybody was celebrating and applauding him and also everyone forgot about the attack on the building!

Dream 2 (Fragment)

I was in a room and the chairs were in a circle. Everybody was playing a game of charades, I thought 'this is a boring dream, I'm going to wake myself up.' And I did just that!

Dream 3

I was in the food court in my local town. In this food court is where KFC, McDonalds and all that sort of stuff is. I was at the McDonalds one again! In the McDonalds one I was offered a job of hanging up the clothes for everyone behind the shop. I accepted and I walked through, I walked into this massive sort of warehouse and my job was to hang up all the coats and cloaks on this line and wheel them through to where the customers are sitting. I walked out and told my friends about the job, they didn't really believe me. We were sitting round a table and I said 'Anyway mate, want a Mcflurry'
'Sure' he replied. So I walked over to the other McDonalds and I was in the queue. In front of me was another one of my friends he brought a McFlurry and left his change so I could buy one 'Are you sure?' I asked.
'Yes' he said and walked off. I bought two McFlurrys and with the McFlurrys they gave me loads of free tickets to see Scrufizzer. The tickets weren't like normal tickets, they were more like credit cards. I picked them all up and walked over. This man stopped me and said 'You going Scrufizzer?'
'Yes' I replied.
'I like it when he laughs' he said.
I said 'what, do you mean when he pssooooar woaaaaar'
'No' he said, he then followed on by saying 'he has got really good flow and delivery as well.' I agreed and walked back to my seat. I don't remember eating my McFlurrys but I went back to my job. I put some cloaks, like white lab coats on the line and wheeled them out. As I walked through the door this old man about 80 thrust and oxygen mask into my chest. However it was more like a defibrillator, it gave me a shock and i fell to the floor. I got dragged over to the side and someone pulled me up and asked if I was ok. I said yes. He said 'Look he's doing it to that person and his visions gone all funny, is yours ok?' Then my vision started going blurry and its the last I remember.

Last night I dreamt that I met up with my old therapist. It was kind of a surprise and it was odd to see him because I haven't seen him in years. In my dream he wasn't much older than me, though in real life he is. We had dinner and then for some reason were bothered by children playing with fire. He was wearing a black suit.

I don't know if DJ is only about Lucid Dreams or all dreams that i have. Sorry for mistakes in English language because it's not my main language. For my first entry i will write about a dream that wasn't lucid and long.

I was dreaming that i was walking on the house roof tops with my friend at night. I was carying a DVD disc. It fell a lot of my hands and every time i picked it up.
We reached a bridge out of books that was connecting 2 roof tops at fifth or sixth floor. My friend started to cross the bridge and i followed him. Then he crossed to otherside the bridge started to collapse. I hitted the ground on the books (usually i wake up after falling).
After falling I didin't seen anything but i heard a train coming in front of me. I opened my eyes *oh gosh* I was laying on rails and the train was driving to my direction. In my mind I was screaming: Wake up! Wake up! And BAM I got hit by a train.

That's one of my favorite dreams because I think that after the fall I ended up dreaming within a dream and I think I almost became lucid in this dream.

[I got 5 hours of sleep so far. I'm gonna have to go back to sleep soon.]

1. I was somewhere in the freezing cold of winter, and I was doing some hunting or patrolling in the snow by a river. The imagery was really awesome and expansive. I don't remember much besides really not wanting to be out in the snow and freezing.

2. I was talking with some guy about geometry and life and personal growth. [This is probably what woke me up and kept me up. Damn dream philosophizing.]

EDIT: [I went back to sleep for 3 hours and had some more dreams. Fragments.]

3. I was looking at porn on the internet and I was asking myself "why are you doing this?". I stopped and went to school. I was going to school, and my mom told me to take pictures of things. She mentioned the diving board, and I was confused why she would want that. I went into the building and went to the pool where I saw J___ W______ (guy from the military) and he was swimming with his girlfriend. The last thing I remember from this dream is someone saying "When everyone chooses differently, the world will be different".

Waking Thoughts/Dream/Lucid

The first dream is in my own home, only slightly altered by past dreamscapes. Travis was telling me that some weird things have been happening lately to new people who come to this place. (Remember that my house is fused with another retail-like place.) He says people who go to sleep have reported waking up in a huge amount of pain in their torso. It seems someone, or something, has preformed surgery and removed certain... organs from their bodies. Mostly removal of parts of the reproductive system. Keeping that in mind, my brother and I attempt to stay up all night in attempt to preserve ourselves. I suggest, as the cliché horror story would have, to take shifts sleeping. That is the last thing I remember before waking up. I made sure to do a reality check.

The last dream was another dream that I'm at work. I seem to be having Lots of these lately. Except this time I'm not actually working, more like exploring. There seemed to be a very old part of the building underground. It almost seemed to have old classrooms. Thee were only a hand full of people there mostly minding their own business. I recall talking to a friend about the camera system in place. Apparently there was an artificial intelligence who kept watch over the place, and I needed to repair a camera where I usually work. Taking a borrowed camera, I begin to look for a place to hook it up. Along the way, I encounter an old friend I once knew. He was some sort of hacker, and was messing with a cartridge thing attached to a pillar. He was talking about how it can alter this dimension through the use of the tool he had. I tried a few things myself but just managed to change the scene to a messed up videogame of sorts. I wake up not too long afterwards.

Demonic Parasite
Recall: 6/10
Sleep: Good
Sleep Position: Left Side (Right Brain)

I'm in a basement with a couple of friends and some guy I don't know who's house it is. The stranger is relating a story to us, about the travels of some group as they search for some haunted temple. He tells how they traveled from island to island, showing us their journey on maps, how their boat sank and how got a ride with some tourists, finally reaching their destination.

The whole story sounds familiar, and I recall seeing a documentary in a previous dream which I mistake for reality at this point. I ask if he's seen it, and he tells me no, that documentary is super rare (and maybe cursed?). I tell he we used to watch it all the time at a friend's house because it was so amazing. We continue to discuss the demon or whatever it is that is the focus of the story.

I end up going to bed down there, and as I fall asleep, it feels like I'm pulled out of my body. I'm floating along above my body, being pulled by some dark and evil presence. The atmosphere is dark and ominous, similar to dreams I used to have at my grandmother's house, and I wonder if her house was haunted.

I'm seriously disturbed by my complete lack of control here as this demonic thing floats me along through the wall and towards some unknown destination. I figure with my lucid experience and knowledge of dream control, I should be able to exert some control here, but I can't break the influence and control this thing has over me. I can't change direction as it pulls me along. I fight it and manage to wake myself up, waking back in the basement of the original dream.

Now I know why that video is so hard to find. If you watch it, it calls the demon to you, so most of the videos are destroyed.

-There is a museum that has been built with geometries from the temple described in the video/story. It also has a display about the culture of the people from where this demon originated. Because of this, the entire place is evil and haunted.

As I'm walking through the museum, all the patrons suddenly drop dead in a tangle on the floor. All except me because I've only just entered and barely crossed the thresh hold. I too drop, faking my death so whatever it is won't notice me. At the end of the Hall I see Tyson's face, which looks possessed. He eventually gets up and comes towards me, but he's himself, he was just faking.

Thought my recall would be better on this one. Was really interesting, and pretty scary, especially when it pulled me out of my body. I suppose I was lucid when that was happening, but I sure wasn't in control, which I found very disturbing.


Fragment: Muddy Waters
I'm floating down a river on a tire tube with a group of people. I get stuck in a curl, and see my mother floating towards my. SHe's lost her tube, so I give her mine, of which I seem to have several. I hope my remaining tubes will be able to keep me afloat and they do.

The water is brown and muddy, and one of the people with us says that means the bacteria count in the water is high and it can make you sick. I think he's full of shit, remembering all the time I've spent in that water diving for lures.

i was flying over the sea with my family on this weird sort of airplane that i was hanging onto the nose of. it was like we were not inside of the air plane. my mom and i kept getting int o an argument about if i could drive over the water bridge or not to ruby. then it was a dream witihin a dream as i was with rachael and hella old school cats talking bout ba in the day. i described to matt jajeh a dream i had about him telling him were both like side kicks fighting together when we were stil in the dream. we were all around a bon fire chillin

09.10.2012

More Wings and Fairies??? (SDE Day 27) (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Either this is dream was trolling me, or it actually had some meaning, and with barely 4 hours of sleep, I would love to classify this as NON-REM hocus pocus.

I don't know what in the world is going on, but I do know, that if I'm not moving, something bad is going to happen. Someone asks someone, maybe me, I don't remember too well, how I would rate some on a scale of 1-5 on how much they (the person behind them) are an angel to me.

I don't---------don't---this is like asking a person in the middle of war what Popsicle they would like, and if they would like it in the tube or frozen....gah! No point at all!

Whatever choice I made, or someone else made, they kicked the hell out of something who looks like Ada Wong, just one kick makes her twirl upwards diagonally. I swear she had wings just now, I swear that woman had wings, I just....I just can't remember!

Then there's one more female, that I have no clue on who she is, she's wearing a Tinkerbell outfit, and she's human-sized. I think she's going through a transformation, and I see green energy surging inside of her. It's like her outer body becomes transparent, and you can literally see the energy flowing inside of her.

What ruined the moment is that a random white rag/towel drops on to of her head. Great...one object, one damn small object eradicates my chances of knowing who the hell it is that glowing so damn much in this VERY VERY VERY dull background. This dream environment is DEPRESSING.

To see something glow with such force, obviously, I'm going to want to know what in the world it is.

I just don't know....and just can't worry about it right now...

I realize, that if I can't do crazy things in my dream, what's the point in recording theeeeemmmmmmm, I want to hax my life with Akashic Records too you know.

And what makes me cringe is that it's supposed to be right there, anywhere, in any given location in your dream, but I have to go through guards to get it? LOL what is this nonsense. Hell, you don't even need to dream if you can meditate, nope, can't do that now.

"Oh noooo you gotta break down your perception of reality and dimension, well guess what, this reality IS USELESS for concept behind something that should give you a more rewarding experiences in most realities you're aware of...but....itjaskgfjksdgjfdkg....

Man, waking up after only 4 hours of sleep, all of that potential REM goes bye bye!!!! And even though REM rebound will occur, it's probably not going to make a difference for me.

Wow, I usually am okay with sacrificing a little more time to record my dreams, but I just can't.

Blah, the dream was crap anyway.

Lucid dream - Monday 10-09-2012 - "Seventeen" - Looking for my bag at a trainstation

it must've lasted for about 5-10 minutes, as I remember being awake and staring at the alarm clock, thinking to myself that I had to get up soon.

Sadly, I wasn't able to remember any of the important questions I wanted to ask DCs, but I did end up with an interesting reply.

Regular = black
Lucid = blue

I was with a few friends, and we were riding the train to get to a city (Århus).
We got off the train, walked up to a cafeteria and got something to eat - afterwards we went towards the exit.
On the way there, we went past some toilets, I figure they all had to go, since they were gone for the remainder of the dream.
I put down my bag, but after a while of waiting I decided to go on and wait near the exit.


After a few minutes of walking, I noticed that I had forgotten my bag - which seemingly surprised me into becoming lucid.
I figured I'd try my hand at summoning - I held out my hands and 'wished' for the bag to appear. A bag came flying into my hands, one very similar to
my old school-bag, but the colors were slightly off. I gave it another shot, but with the same results.
I went towards an open indoor-plaza, where I saw two men searching through luggage - figuring my bag might be amongst them, I started
picking bags up and slinging them around through telekinesis, until I spotted a DC. (Not sure why I didn't consider talking to the luggage-men)
She was an employee at what appeared to be an info-booth, I went up to her and figured I'd talk to her (It's been my goal for long to talk to a DC).

"Excuse me? Miss?" She looked at me.
Suddenly I got the idea of asking her a rather strange question, hoping for an interesting reply.
"What is the name of this dream?"
She replied "Seventeen" - which kind of caught me by surprised...
"Huh..? Seventeen? How can that be true, what kind of system(naming convention) is that?" I was quite confused at her answer. >_<
"Well, you didn't ask me anything personal" She replied in a sort of cheeky voice, hinting that she didn't HAVE to tell me the truth if it wasn't something personal.
I thought to myself, alright then!
"What color are your panties?" Not sure why that was the first 'personal question' that popped into mind, but yea...
She replied "Purple" - needless to say, I didn't actually check...

I turned around, where I spooted two girls, they looked kind of similar but for some reason one of them stood out to me as being really pretty.
I went towards them and as I approached, one of them turned around to leave (It didn't seem related to the fact that I was moving towards them).
I hurried over there and grabbed her arm, turned her around and said "Hi" - she seemed sort of startled, but she replied with a "Hi" nonetheless.
After I turned her around, I couldn't think of anything to say, so I ended up staring at her for a while, then let her go and said
"I'll just go grab my bag, if you're still around when I get back..." - I didn't have time to finish my sentence, as she was already leaving towards the exit.
I turned to the other girl (The really pretty one), who had just been watching curiously and said "I guess I had that coming..." and smiled.
She laughed.

I then went back to the luggagecart, checked through some of the bags and in the back I found one that looked exactly like mine.
I was a bit surprised, since it wasn't the bag I had 'thought of' when I tried summoning it - I looked at it for a while.
At that point, my alarmclock rang.

Funny 'coincidence' - though it might be overthinking it - the whole 'plaza scene' was kind of airport-like, and it just so happens that I was 17 the first time I went to an airport/took a flight somewhere.