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I don't really know about it is about this particular dream that freaks me out, but it does every time I have it. I've not had it for a while though.

I don't recall how things began, but I was in a small house. The lighting was bad and there was a woman in the hallway. Some DC was with me and he was looking for pictures to give to her. She ate them.
I found a book about the vanities of women which was filled with pictures, but she refused it and asked what it had to do with her.
There was a horrible safe room in this area. It always reminds me of a safe. It was junked up and the man was annoyed because we were going to be needing it soon, but he couldn't get the secret door opened because it was at the other end of the clutter.

I eventually cleared it all out and unbarred the door. The door you enter through completely seals and you would die in the room if not for the other one. Only, we were going to be pressed for time and wanted to seal the entrance before hand and enter through the exit. But it latched so completely and could not be opened from the outside. I ended up sticking a rag in the door to prevent it from locking.
There was also valuable stuff inside the safe room and I worried about leaving it unguarded, but there was nothing I could do.
I went to tell my companion but he had died (?) I was about to rewind the dream to an earlier "save" but became lucid long enough to realize the dream never really changes and it would be best just to wake up.

>>The paintings and pictures came from watching White Collar before I went to sleep. I don't know why she was eating them though. The book came from the intro to one of Alexander Popes poems which spoke of women in curious fashion (to me anyhow). Ah yes, the Rape of the Locket. The entire poem was weird to me.

I don't really remember that much from the last two nights, but I know there were at least some short dreams. Maybe I've been exerting myself.

All I remember is telling someone, or musing myself, about fabrication technology. This is connected to a cast-iron table and a copy made by more modern methods, that I saw during the day. I'm explaining how adding structure and air pockets inside the designs reduces material costs and make the object more durable.

I was thinking about dreaming for a while without falling asleep. I tried following my breath and counting it by saying "this is a dream" on each breath.

First

I loose consciousness. I find my self in a room a moment later. I'm clearly more lucid than usually, although I do not clearly understand that I'm sleeping. I try flying, or floating upwards. First i just float a bit and stop. I gather my concentration and float trough the roof to another appartement, and on all the way to the top floor.

I stop in the top floor because I cannot imagine what going trough the foor would be like. I'm only dimly aware that I'm dreaming. I try jumping from the floor and pushing myself up using a windowstill and a bookshelf, but I always stop at the ceiling. I think I should go outside if I want to get higher.

I see someone on the balcony, apparently the owner of the appartment. I hope he doesn't see me. I'm not quite sure anymore how it was that I got the ability to fly, and think that I might be an invisible ghost. He sees me, though. Try to go out trough the balcony door, but he comes towards me. I hide in a small room and lock the door, but there is another door that opens to the balcony, and he opens it.

The man says something and I tell him I can show him something cool. I take his hand and jump of the balcony. He falls on his back four floors below and I land next to him. I try flying upwards again, and rise above the rooftops.

I land a bit farther away and try again. This time I cannot fly very high, but putting my hand forward like the Superman helps me fly forward quickly. There is a store in the second floor and I wonder about this.

Second

I take a kid to a daycare and talk with the people there for a while. I go outside to do something, don't remember what, and come back. The daycare workers have some sort of a filosophy that they like to explain to everyone. I don't feel like talking about it too much, that kind of people get upset too easily. Instead I walk around and look at the interesting decor the daycare.

Going to school is usually a painful experience, but today it wasn't as saddening as usual. Something about the air made it almost enjoyable. I walked by the performing arts center and called out to a friend ahead of me:

"Hey, Gloria! Wait up!"

I began to speed up, but something had stopped me in my tracks and made me look up at the sky. The horizon around me was not it's usual blue, in fact it was nearly completely black if it weren't for the many stars in the sky, but the area around me was twilit with an eerie orange tinge. I pinched my nose and as breath came through solid skin I also noticed, for once, I wasn't deaf in my dreams. I caught up to Gloria and walked into the school with her. To my surprise, I wasn't in my school and instead was gathered outside in a party with all my friends and some delicious looking food. I sat down at a bench and indulged in a pastry covered with a sweet sauce, and began to talk and eat. I didn't care for the endless green plains that lay to the right of me - the taste of chicken overpowered my craving for adventure. Unfortunately, this didn't last as long as I hoped. We sung happy birthday to someone, and I turned and said to a friend:

"Hey, isn't this great? Great food, great atmosphere."

"Yup," she replied, "it's beautiful out too."

"It would be just awful if some demons or something turned up here, huh?"

As soon as I had said that, everyone and their mother's eyes locked onto mine. Their faces contorted, revealing fangs, stretching out their ears into points, and reddening their skin. Realizing my voice has a power much more powerful than my thoughts, I shut my eyes quickly, somehow catching a quick, red, saturated glimsp of my sleeping self beginning to awake, and then forced my eyes open shouting, "Stop! There are no demons in this party!" But then it wasn't the same party anymore, and I was somewhere else.

Now my German class, I discovered that we have been having an ordinary potluck this whole time. The arbitrary chatter in the classroom was overwhelming, and I noticed some people's faces were contorting in a way I have seen somewhere else before. I walked outside to get some fresh air, and noticed I am holding a smoking bomb in my hand. I rushed frantically, and threw the bomb in a panic upwards. I began to run, but the bomb had fallen onto a slanted roof and rolled in my direction; it detonated just short enough not to dismember me, but enough to knock me unconscious.

I opened my eyes and realized that the bomb was lying there, vibrating ferociously, with no sign of explosion or charred ground except for one thing - my clothes. I stood up and every item I had been wearing blew away as dust in the wind. I stood there completely naked, grasping the bomb in my hand and then throwing it over a fence. I walked into the classroom, but it was no longer a classroom, it had been changed into a construction site. No one seemed to notice me as they pounded away on nails, no matter how much I talked to them. Suddenly overcome by fatigue, I slumped down on a wall and shut my eyes.

A few dreams from the weekend:

I was going around with mike and his friend getting free ice-cream from places. When we were done I started walking alone and came to a house. There was a lady on the floor, and she was crying out "help, save my baby." I grabbed her and started flying. I got outside the house and saw the baby, which I picked up also with my other arm.

Then, I realized I could fly (though I didn't become lucid) and dropped off the lady and her baby so that I could fly faster. I was having trouble flying fast, so I tried moving my arms like a bird. That didn't work. I floated to the ground. This time, I sort of pretended I was a rocket, and gathered all my energy together while I was on the ground. I started lifting up and then as I rose o started to go very fast. I stretched out my arms and felt the wind as I soared, it felt amazing. I was heading down the street towards my bus stop. I didn't have anywhere to go in particular, but I was flying, so it didn't matter. The sky was very blue and everything around me was vivid. I only wish this was a lucid.
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I think I was on a school trip, to somewhere far away, like Hawaii. I was with a group of guys, and we were practicing a song of some kind. I really didn't want to sing, so I left. Then I was in a classroom, but I think it had Hawaiian flowers and decorations. I was sitting on the edge of a desk alone when someone came up to me. He told me I needed to make new friends. Then he grabbed some guy and brought him over. I just kin of laughed stupidly, and he walked away.*

Then I walked over to a booth like the seats at restaurants, and sat down. At the booth was a girl I recognized from school. She talked to me about a party/luau that happened earlier. She asked if I went, and I told her I wasn't invited.
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I was playing pop'n music in an arcade. It was a really old, retro version though.

"Destiny" is a recurring dream scenario.
It is the name of the first faster than light spaceship, on a controversial mission to investigate a signal that can only be of alien origin.
Here's a summary of current events:
Recurring dream about a spaceship mission to find extraterrestrial life. - Dream Journals - Lucid Dreaming - Dream Views

I have had a few more dreams about Destiny, but none of them drove the plot further.
I always find myself in the cockpit starting at instruments, but nothing ever happens.
Tonight something did happen.


We're all strapped tightly into our seats.
It is time.
A female computer voice is counting down to zero.
Once the countdown runs out we will begin the breaking maneuver to get out of ftl.
It will last approximately 20 minutes, which will most likely be rather unpleasant.
The artificial gravity system will compensate most of the g-forces, but if the acceleration maneuver was any indication
then there will be a considerable amount of vibrations.

My assumptions weren't off.
The first few minutes of deceleration weren't too bad, If I had to venture I guess I'd estimate that we are experiencing about 2 g's right now.
However, after more than 10 minutes, this gets tiring and stressful.
The skin on your face feels like it is trying to peel itself off.
And that's the time when the vibrations start.

The hyperdrive is designed to operate at a specific speed, and it turns out that it does so surprisingly well.
However during the acceleration and deceleration phase, when the ship is still at ftl but far below the optimal operation speed,
saying that it is running sloppy would be putting it mildly.
Imagine an old car engine with a rough idle and a piston not firing properly.
Now imagine that engine having enough power to propel 400 tons with ease.

It's not just the vibrations, it's being shaken around what really wears you down.
The noise of the ftl drive is phenomenal though.
It is the sound of raw power; The sound of a thousand lions roaring over the echo of a thunderstorm.

I can barely appreciate the view. My eyes are focused on the main console, expecting a warning light to go off any second.
I miss most of the spectacle right in front of me. Slowing down to the speed of light, the view gradually shifts through the color spectrum, producing all sorts of fractal patterns.
But no alarm goes off. No warning light. Not even a check light.
As we drop below the speed of light, we are shortly blinded by a flash of light.

The vibrations and the g-forces gradually decrease.
We are back in normal space, coming to a stop.
Finally! Those 20 minutes felt like an eternity.

"Initiating hyperdrive cool down phase."
"Hyperdrive will be available in approximately 20 hours."

We'd better hope so.
Without the hyperdrive it would take a few thousand years to get back home.
It is safe to say that without it, we are screwed.

Everyone's pretty nervous. Nobody knew what to expect, but we were all expecting something.
We find ourselves not too far from a blue gas giant.
It doesn't seem to have any moons.
I find this a bit disappointing though I have no idea what I had in mind.
An inhabited planet? That would have been a bit ridiculous I guess.

But then a vague beep catches my attention.
The most important beep I will ever hear in my entire life.
The HUD highlights a location close to the gas station and has it marked as "UNK_00000"
UNK stands for unknown artificial object.
Non-artificial objects are marked with AST for asteroid instead.
UNK can be anything from an unofficial or military satellite to space debris.
But this time it is none of those.

It is in fact an alien space station orbiting the gas giant.
This is the only time where calling something alien is not premature.
Who else could have built an artificial structure orbiting a planet hundreds of light years away from earth?
We plot an interception course and point all of our sensors at the structures.

Catching up with the planet doesn't take very long, but synchronizing the orbit is a more time consuming task.
You can't just point the ship into the general direction of the space station and hit the throttle.
If you go too slow you get caught by the gravity of the planet, if you go too fast your orbit becomes elliptic.

The wait is painful. There are so many questions.
Is there anyone there? If so, how are we going to communicate? How will we make contact? ...

... We sit in front of the station for a prolonged period of time, trying to find out all sorts of things with the on-board scanning devices.
The station has begun to light a path towards what appears to be some sort of hangar bay.
It is clearly inviting us in...

... We have landed inside of the hangar, which surprisingly seems to be pressurized.
There must be some sort of force field in place keeping the air inside.
The air mixture is mostly nitrogen / oxygen... just like on earth.
A single hallway leads out of the hangar.
It is again lit by lights inviting us to step inside...

... I am walking through the corridor in a pressure suit, accompanied by our language and culture specialist.
We're not wearing the suits because the air isn't breathable, we're just afraid that if we do encounter any other living organism in here,
we might be contaminated by potentially dangerous bacteria.
The atmospheric scanners on the ship found the air to be sterile though...

... We enter a big, well lit room.
It is divided into two by a transparent wall...

... We are not alone ...

On the other side of the wall, a humanoid being is waiting.
I become so incredibly nervous that the feeling becomes so intense that I can no longer feel it.
I just walk forward.
Thousands of questions answered within a split second.
Are we alone? Is there other intelligent life?
But those are immediately replaced by an identical amount of new questions.
Why would other intelligent life be humanoid? Why do they look so similar?
The odds for that are so insanely low.
Anyone who knows the basics of evolution would tell you that the likelihood of extraterrestrial life being similar to us is so low it is ridiculous.

Yet here I am, approaching this woman who looks more similar to humans with every step I take.
Eyes, eyebrows, a nose, a mouth, teeth, ears, two hands with 5 fingers each, thumbs.
Her hair is very different, it looks very organic, almost plantlike.
Her skin texture is also slightly different, but the only thing that is really obvious at first glance are her hair and her clothes.

She smiles.
I am so close now.
I look into her eyes, without any plans on what to do.
I just follow my curiosity.

Her eyes... they remind me of something.
They are so vivid. So detailed.
I need to see them more clearly.

I unlock my helmet and take it off.
I don't worry about the consequences, I don't even think of them.
I have to see.

I approach the transparent wall until I am nearly touching it with my face.
I take of my right gauntlet and press my hand against the wall.
She does the same with her left hand.
Our hands would be touching if there was no wall separating us now.

I can now see her eyes clearly.
I know those eyes.
Those eyes so vibrant and colorful that they defy the capabilities of human vision.
Those eyes with an unlimited amount of detail.
The deeper you stare into them, the more details you can see.
It would be so easy to get lost in them.

I have only met three woman with such eyes in my life.
One is Yuya, another is the "hibiscus girl". http://www.dreamviews.org/blogs/hyu/...verload-23438/

The last is a mysterious woman from the future. A "twinner" as MoSh would say... http://www.dreamviews.org/blogs/hyu/...s-women-15610/

Is is her...
Those eyes I wouldn't forget in a million years. They are so unique and the memory of them so powerful.
It is her, in the form of an extraterrestrial being.


This leads me to the obvious and only possible conclusion.
I am dreaming.
This is a dream.

I am not sure whether to be sad or amazed about this.
I feel both, so strong that I cannot distinguish between them.

She whispers something, but her voice cannot penetrate the wall.
My desire to know what she said is so incredibly strong I can only barely bear it.

The wall slides away and she hugs me tightly.
I am so confused, so full of joy, so ultimately sad.
My hands are shaking, I can barely stand. I have no control over my body.
She whispers in my hear with the most gentle voice I have ever heard:

"Soon"

The dream fades away.

I wake up still full of confusing emotions.
I can't decide whether I am overwhelmed by this amazing experience or by the sadness of the feeling that this "story" might have come to an end.
I think "This is why I dream"

Feels good to be back, expect some crazy dreams very soon. Will update with every new dream

Regular dreams will be posted in BLACK
Moments of lucidity will be highlighted in BLUE
Achieved goals will be marked with RED

DREAM GOALS
[] Fly
[] Jump extremely high
[] Hang out with someone famous
[] Hang out with Tyler Durden
[] Commit a robbery
[] Drive a car
[] Smoke weed
[] Visit my hometown
[] Breathe underwater
[] Exit one dream and create a brand new one
[] Create a portal
[] Play with my childhood dogs

Mardi Gras
I am at Mardi Gras, but nothing looks like New Orleans. I am wearing a belly dancing top with sweat pants on bottom. I am not happy with my outfit. I look down and my sweat pants are now genie pants.

I am in an airport where I arrived after leaving Mardi Gras. I pick up a homeless person's cup (I'm not sure why there are homeless people in the airport) and sit down with the cup in front of me. Immediately, people start dropping change in it. Next, New Orleans-type gutter punks start sitting gathering around me and sitting down next to me. One has a guitar, and one has a bottle of liquor that he is passing around.

Fragments

• A road trip with me sister
• A lady with an armful of cotton candy
• Sorting through a food pantry that has cotton candy, textured vegetable protein, and cheetos in it.
• Sorting through clothes at the same airport. There are regular clothes, costumes, masks, and articles of clothing from my last Mardi Gras costume.

I am working a cash register. A man wants to buy "Propel White Wine." I point him to a vending machine, but he only wants to buy it form me. I look to a counter to the left of me and there are now plastic bottles of wine to sell.

Clay Masks and Concerts
Noelle, a group of friends, and I are at a rock concert. Our tickets don't look like tickets, they are a strip of photos from a photo booth. We put the strips of photos into this machine and it spits out a lump of clay. We have to put the clay on our faces to get into the concert. I keep having a hard time putting the clay on. I try going into a bathroom to wet the clay, but there are people taking a shower right inside the door. I go back and talk to my friends, then attempt to find a bathroom again. I see a sign pointing to another women's bathroom. It leads me into a parking lot, then down a strange corridor. I keep seeing picture signs indicating a women's bathroom this way. Eventually, I turn back and go back to the first bathroom. It is all cleared out now and I apply the clay to my face. I return to my friends. They are getting drinks at a bar, but Noelle is gone. During all this, my clothes keep constantly changing. My bestie Kaity rolls up in a wheelchair. "I've been looking for you," I say (even though it was Noelle I was actually looking for). She stands up out of the wheelchair, grabs all the bags hanging from it and starts walking outside.
The scenery outside looks very Burning Man. We all end up sitting in folding chairs arranged in a circle. One girl, instead of a shirt, is wearing only a leather stud collar with a strip of leather running between her breasts. She is talking to a guy sitting next to her and admonishes him for only paying attention to her breasts and not what she is saying.

Flying Fireballs
I am helping a middle-aged Japanese man put on some sort of play or production. It seems to be for some sort of test.Everyone is telling him to do things a certain way, and he does. I advise him that this may be his only chance to truly show everyone his inner world, so he should take no one's advice and do it all his way , regardless of the consequences.
The show is like a cartoon acid trip form Willy Wonka's Factory. There is music, explosions, and lots of strange creatures. There are these cute little guys like flying fireballs with cartoon faces and hands. I am now a water nymph in beautiful, white robes and end up battling the little fireball guys.

Creepy Furry Scence
I am seeing a dream in third person. It is a family's dinner scene. The mom, dad, and dinner guest who is their friend break out Furry Costumes to have sex with each other. One is dressed as a sock monkey. They invite their son to have sex with them. He refuses and storms out.

LD19 since 02-19-12: A nice lucid with walk through walls, teleporting, object summoning, flying, and spiderclimb. The only problem with this one is I was heavily sedated and recall only about 20 minutes total of what seemed like a 60 minute LD. Being a work day I again took Ambien, antihistamines, melatonin, and 3 glasses of wine. I should be thrilled to have a LD at all under those circumstances! I have big blank spots in this DILD, but it was still fun.
I am not sure when I became lucid, but the first part I recall is looking out my bedroom window and a car is running by the side of the garage. I should not be able to see it from that window. No need for a RC as I seem to be fullly lucid already. I walk through the exterior wall. If I needed an RC that is a pretty clear one. I walk around to the garage and the car pulls out. Someone tells me my mom and stepdad are going to through a huge party here. I know in real life I am 40 and don't live with my parents, so I just shrug. That car leaves and two more vehicals pull in full of people excited for a party. I decide I would rather go do LD stuff than have the dream progress this way. I would have anxiety about my house getting trashed even though I knew it was a dream. I walk off........missing section, poor recall.....I go up to my dad's suv that is parked along a street and get in the passenger side. He pulls into a parking garage. A car is crusing up slowly, and I suspect it is gangsters or something. I materialize a pair of hand guns and give one to dad. The car goes by slow, yep it is hoodlems. I let them see the gun and they drive away. I talk with DC dad for about 1 minute. A family pulls up. A new car of gangsters pulls up. We show them our guns, so they leave us alone. They get out and are robbing the family. I tell DC dad that I am not concerned with stopping them, as this is just an LD, and I am not interested in a gangster shoot out dream. He tells me not to lower my gun but to tell them we have money to give them. I never say anything, but keep the gun up and they walk over to his window and get money. He is telling them it is tribute money for operating on their turf. They tell me they want me to come meet their leader.
I may be a dream spoil sport, because I often refuse to participate in dream scenarios my brain devices. I decide to leave this stupid scene and pick somewhere exotic to visit. I decide on Iserial. I teleport by blurring the scene and it reforms in a market full of camels and middle eastern booths. ......about 10 minutes of recall all blurred here, it involved looking at stuff and interacting with DCs........ when I regain recall, I am on a dock near a big speed boat. A woman in the boat asks me something, but I don't recall what. I decide to try and accomplish some sort of goal. How about visit the great pyramid? I fly up off the ground and look around. I assume I will spot the pyramid and eventually do.
I try to fly to it and find my way blocked by a very crazy high wall. I spider climb up it and it has all sorts of obsticals like carved faces and loose stones. I find a window and decide to just go inside and look aroud. I know I had all sorts of experiances inside involving three people asking for help with a vampire, and other random stuff, but again most is lost due to poor recall. I awake after about 10-15 minutes of random running around , flying , spider climbing and at least 1 more walk through walls. The fuzzy recall is sort of a shame as what may have been a 60 minute LD is reduced to about 20 minutes recall, but considering how sedated I was, and that I made no special effort to LD, I guess I am thrilled and should feel lucky. Duration ?60ish min, but only ~20 minutes recalled. That makes 19 LDs in the 14 days I have been posting a journal on Dream Views, so even if I have been to sedated to do many of them as good as I may have been able to, I am very pleased.

Glowing Straw
Noelle and I are in a strange downtown. We are with a DC friend of mine, Crowe. We are looking for a place to stay for the night. We walk into a creepy, horror-themed hotel. Someone is playing Nightmare Before Christmas music on the piano. As he is playing, he and the piano swirl and change into Nickelback (ugh) and the scenery changes to a house party.
Now at the house party, I feel I am hiding from someone. Suddenly, a large group of people physically throw me out of the party. Somehow, a large wire gets shoved through the bottom of my foot. I take a deep breath and pull it out. The whole experience is very painful. [When I wake up, I can still feel the pain in my foot.] I am aware of an argument going on inside the house. There is a large anthropomorphic fox and weasel at the party. I think the weasel is who I am hiding from, but the fox is helping me. I run from the party and through a corn field. I end up at a bar where my dad is the bartender. I order a drink and some food. There is someone sitting next to me at the bar. I suddenly have a profound sense of deja vu - that not only have I experienced this before, but I know everything that will happen. I am somehow disconnected and outside of everything, yet destined to repeat the same actions. I focus on the straw in my drink and it starts to glow. I wonder if everyone else can see it. I wonder if I made the straw glow, or if I can just suddenly see the inner light of the universe shinning through to me.

Fragment
A guy and a girl are arguing in a gas station bathroom about a job on the road.

I woke up 3 hours earlier than usual, so I never really got past my day rehashing phase in my dreams, but here they are anyways because I'm doing good with this dream journal and recall thing and I don't want to get out of the habit! But since these are rehashes, I'm going to type in italics what I did that the dream rehashes so you can see the similarities and the weird way my brain goes about processing it.

Dream One (fragment): I'm standing in a completely white area. There are no walls or floors or ceiling that I can see, just a blank dream world. In front of me is the little portal pad from my son's Skylanders game. I put on a figurine that is red and has it's tongue sticking out. The room glows red, and I hear random monster babling. I take the figure off before anything can appear because I don't know what will happen if it shows up. I am aware that I am dreaming, but only passively so. I don't try to change the world or anything, I just know I'm dreaming somehow. (I guess that counts as being lucid? Even if I didn't change anything?) I think to myself, I know I'm dreaming, I can call K here using this portal. Suddenly I have a figurine of K just like the Skylanders toys. I place it on the portal and everything glows purple for a moment. I don't remember what happened next, but I can remember that K never appeared. I could hear his voice, but all I could see was this white blank area that changed colors and pulsated when he spoke. I remember asking him if he was ok with me calling him into my dream, and he said something like sure, I like coming to visit you. I am pretty sure it wasn't really K in the dream though, it was just my brain creating the voice (and probably why I couldn't feel him or see him in the dream, only hear him) This is one of those dream I can pinpoint exactly why I dreamed it. I was at Toys R Us yesterday with my son looking for those silly Skylanders toys since they're impossible to find. As soon as we got to the display and saw they only had the characters we already have, my son started crying. I was trying to tell him how silly it is to cry over a game, that he could still play the game without the extra characters and that eventually we'd find them, he's just going to have to be patient, when I felt like I needed to look behind me. When I started to look back I saw a guy walking up the aisle, and just assumed I was picking up on someone being nearby and didn't keep turning. Them my husband said something and I turned even farther around to look at him, and when I did I noticed that the first guy I saw was with another guy. The other guy looked so much like K I was almost stopped in mid turn. The only difference was that his eyes were wide open and I remember Ks eyes not being so round. The guy was looking right at me, so I met his eyes for a quick second before turning back to my family, but as far as I could see it seemed like he was looking our direction until the walked completely past us. Probably because my kid was crying like a total brat, lol. I went to bed last night excited because I saw someone similar to K, and wondering what I would do if I ever met K, would I just look at him like an idiot and hope he somehow dreams of me like I do of him or even that these dreams are shared dreams... and if he didn't would I completely waste my chance to meet him? And since my husband knows I have a DC that reoccurs pretty regularly now that makes me more tired than when I went to bed in the first place (but he doesn't know the content of the dreams) how would I explain, this is the person I've been having dreams of that leaves me drained and exhausted? I'm sure those worries as well as the fact that I saw a guy who looked kind of like him while standing at a Skylanders display is exactly why I had that dream.

Dream Two (Fragment): My husband and I have just bought a plot of land. We think there's a house on it, but when we go look there's no house where we thought it was. We decide to build a new house over a little dip in the ground. Just as we decide that, a man comes up to us and tells us that the house is actually on the other side of the property in the woods. That's all I can remember, but I know there was more to it. I woke up with the impression the guy who told us where the house was, was supposed to be K's father or something in the dream. Not sure what this rehashes, besides K being on my mind and my husband and I shopping last night.

Dream Three: We are at Mcdonalds eating lunch with my cousin. My husband and I have happy meals, and they have My Little Pony Mini figures as the kids toy. My husband and I decide we already have these ponies, so we're going to go to the back and go through the toy box to see if we can find ponies we don't have yet. When we get to the back, the toys are MLP Blind bags and some sort of Lego Star Wars characters. We start to shake the bags trying to get the ponies heads up to the tiny hole in the package so we can see the color schemes and guess if the ponies are ones we need or not. Suddenly I'm finding empty packages and I get mad. "Why are there empty packages here?! Some poor kid isn't going to get a pony in their kids meal!" Then I realize my husband is just opening the bags and taking the toys out instead of checking through the hole. I get mad and fuss at him, "Why are you opening them?! We haven't paid for them yet!" and he replies, "It's easier to see the ponies this way! I'm tired of trying to look through that tiny hole!" I try to explain why that's wrong, and he just throws them back in the box and we go back to our table not happy w/ one another. My cousin notices there's a table of girls beside us, and she seems to know them, so she starts talking to them instead of us since we're both being quiet and not talking to one another. Her friends ask us if we've ever heard of streaking. My husband responds, "Yeah, used to do it in college!" then he relates a story where I supposedly forgot to bring my clean clothes into the college shower with me, so I streaked back to my room. I don't remember this story, but as he tells it I see "memory" of it all happening. Then I wake up. I had just looked at my cousins facebook before bed, and I made my husband drive by McDonalds last night to see what toys they had because I know they're supposed to have My Little Pony toys soon. Their sign said star wars toys still. And of course, being at Toys R Us we looked through the blind bag ponies This dream pretty much rehashes another part of my evening yesterday.

Edited to add nap dream fragment: I'm standing in the neighbors driveway talking to my husband and all the kids in the neighborhood. I suddenly realize that the fingernails on my left hand are stained blue and pink and reason that it's from the cupcake icing on the cupcakes I had given the kids in church this morning. I hold my hand up and show my husband an ask him if he has any idea how I'm going to get the stain out of my nails. he tells me he's sure there is a way, maybe if I let them soak in hot water for a while the stains will come out. The he asks if the other hand is stained too. I look at my right hand and it's got chipping purple nail polish on it. I say something about the nail polish protecting those nails from stain and how I should have painted both hands. That's all I can remember from the dream. I was picking on my best friend because she is constantly dreaming about having her nails done or her nails needing to be done. I texted her when I woke up that her dreams are rubbing off on me! lol

Dream One Non-Lucid

I was inside of a car with one of my friends, Joel, and another person I don't know. We just left our school and were heading home. "Ok, there is two problems in this trip. There is a road with nothing but zombies on it, and another one with vampires. But they do have a weakness. The zombies won't come near us unless you show you're scared. The vampires won't come near us if you don't show yourself," informed the guy that was driving. I wasn't scared by the fact we were going to have to drive through zombies and vampires, so I just replied with, "Okay."
We go down a huge hill, and the driver tells us we are about to reach the vampire road. I slide down so far in my seat that I could have slid out of my seat belt. We drive slowly through the vampire road, and get out without a scratch. The zombie road was directly in front of the vampire road. We drove slowly through there as well. I feel myself getting a little bit afraid, and so I think of something to keep my mind off of the fear. "Do not open up your door," the driver told me. I guess that I didn't cover up the fear well enough. We soon get out of there, and Joel says, "Look at the differences between the road we are about to get on and the road we are on!"
I look at it, and I laughed. The road turned into a Super Mario Sunshine town. I then woke up.

Dream Two Non-Lucid

I am in my cousin's house with a flashlight in my hand. I am standing in the hallway that leads to one of the bedrooms. I walk up to the door of the bedroom and open the door. The room is pitch black, so I turn on my flashlight. The room is empty on the right side, but on the left side there is a huge box in the middle with zombies around it. "I wonder if these are the real zombies, or the fake ones," I say to myself. I turn my flashlight to the first one that I see. It is a female with greyish-white hair. Her skin is grey and white, she has a tattered shirt on, and short pants. "Um...Hello?" I say to it. She doesn't respond. I walk closer and point the flashlight to her face. She doesn't blink or move. "Good...the fake ones..." I tell myself. I walk in front of her, and I hear a scream come from her. I look to her, and her eyes showed her fury. She had her hands out to the side, but instead of fingernails on the hands, she had claws. She lashed out at me with her claws, and I jumped out of the way. After the one lash she goes back in stance. I hear another scream come from beside me. I realize that I jumped in front of another one. I didn't get a good look at this one, but could tell it was just like the first one. I run away, but I kept on making more zombies mad. The last zombie I made mad was a male. I could tell by his scream. I didn't ever see him, but I could tell that he was built. Instead of having claws, he just had his fists. I ran away from all of that, and got back into the hallway. I pull out a pokemon, and tell it to do my job for me. He goes into the room. I hear a voice come from somewhere saying, "Why did you do that? You can kill him!"
"It is ok, I have two phoenix downs so if he dies, I can revive him." I tell the voice. I then woke up.

That last dream is a result of playing too many video games....

Going to a Costume Pary
Noelle and I are in a house preparing for a costume party. For some reason I leave and end up in another neighborhood looking for something in this girl's van. She gets in the van and starts driving. At some point, my friend John ends up in the van too. They are also going to a costume party and there are lots of costumes in the van, including a Sgt. Pepper costume. We arrive at my and Noelle's house. Both Noelle and John are dressed as Roman soldiers. I am wearing a froofy pink dress.

At Work
I am at a place that looks similar to where I work (Aveda). I am in just my underwear, waiting for Noelle. A car pulls up near a drive-through window and just sits there. I look at the car and it pulls forward. Dayne and Desiree (my coworkers) are in the car and I give them both a glass of water.

got lucid today...got lucid three other times in the past two weeks...nothing special on all accounts. I was trying to create a portal last night, but just couldn't. I don't think I was lucid enough because I kept double checking my surroundings, and my recall was pretty bad. I remember something about being underwater or something???

I had another dream were people were hanging naked by skin hooks...I think it was in a movie I was watching.

I can't wait for Link to read this one.

#1 - Cute Animal Class [Non-Lucid]

I'm back in a middle or high school class, but it's taking place in my room at home. I don't perceive it as my room at the time, though. The class was strange, and generally involved petting cute animals. I spent the first part of a dream petting a black cat that was sooo fluffy, and I remember a white cat walking around in the background, and at some point some dog that was cute but upon waking up I'm pretty sure was horribly mutated, or at least not remotely what a dog should look like. I think she was based on N's dog, too. Class ends, and I remember thinking that winter break was about to start. I reach down and grab a random blue jacket that's sitting on my bed and struggle to put it on for a minute, then I turn to look at the door and notice that Linkzelda41 is there! I said something along the lines of "Merry Christmas" or "happy holidays", and I ask him to wait up for me while I grab my stuff so we can leave the class together, but he heads out. :< I try to grab all my stuff and run after him, but I start to notice that there's a LOT of my stuff in this classroom. (Still haven't realized that it's my room. ) I start panicking and grabbing as much as possible, thinking "I can't just leave all this stuff here, I need it at home!!", and my arms are starting to get really full and I'm not sure how much more I can carry, but then I wake up.

Fragment - "Large class, black midgets with dog heads that turn into trucks, singing, P."

#2 - Our Fate Is Sealed [Non-Lucid]

I'm with a bunch of other people my age in a house (based on D's?) sitting on a couch facing the kitchen counter. Apparently, we perceive it as being stranded or locked in somehow, and we have been for a couple days. We're trying to keep spirits high, and one guy has been smoking weed with the guy who's cooking our meals because he was freaking out, and we all joke that the food is way better now. A girl tries to play a prank on them after they're coming back to the room from smoking a bowl, but isn't fast enough. He makes some small plates of food and hands them out (and I mean really small, but I suppose we're rationing), and I offer some to the girl sitting next to me on the couch but she declines. Finally she says "It's going to happen... we're all going to die." She has some prophetic powers or something and laments that after all this being trapped it's just going to end. She warns everyone that if they want to make the end of their lives worth it they better do it now. She points at me and says she can't say why but I'm the only one who can go home, but it still won't save me. She also claims that some of us may temporarily come back from the dead but not for long. As a result, when I get home she wants me to make a list with all of our names on it, that way it'll add to the mystery when we die, and when she comes back to life she can get the list and sell it for millions. I woke up after she said that, though.