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Date of Dream: WED 17 APR - 2019



Dream No. 578 - Drawing On The Computer

I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I can remember, I was drawing something on GIMP. It was the persona character that belonged to one of the animators of Hazbin Hotel, Ashley and she was actually standing behind me as I drew her character. I then thought to myself, “I can’t wait until I draw Ballsco so I can show Ed”. That’s all I can remember about this dream.



Dream No. 578
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: TUE 16 APR - 2019



Dream No. 577 - Backstage Shenanigans

I can’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was in some sort of backstage area of a theatre and MOC got really angry at me for something. She had stuck her head out of one of the dressing rooms and was yelling at me with full force. Once she went back in, I made a comment to myself but I forgot what it was. I now made it a mission to try and find Dreamy WB so she could comfort me and also this time, so I could maybe talk about the issue with her and get some advice from her.

I was then at home in my backyard and now I was saying to myself that I wanted to get 18-Volt back and that I would try and do this in sections. I realised my mind was wandering and so I eventually changed my focus back to getting Dreamy WB. That’s all I can remember about this dream.



Dream No. 577
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: SUN 14 APR - 2019



Dream No. 576 - Odd Cars And Confusing Roads

I don’t remember how the dream started. I cannot recall the location I was in, only that I was with my brother and that I had two lecturers for my current law subject. One the lecturers was Edward (Ed) Bosco who is a voice actor in real life and the other lecturer was actually a distorted version of Tony Barrett who in real life is now deceased but had a minor connection to Ed.

From the first full scene, I can recall, were were supposedly at this dried out farm for some sort of party. I didn’t exactly know what was going on, only that I was naturally inclined to hit the study materials since I was on the scene with Ed, Tony and my brother. For now, Tony seemed to be looking after me and Ed seemed to be looking after my brother. As I was going through the book, Tony came up to me and said to focus on the topics that he had set out for Week 7.

Later in the scene, I was talking to Tony and Ed came behind us. He ended up putting his left arm around Tony and his right arm around me; my brother was watching from a distance. From here on in, the atmosphere now felt more informal and Ed and Tony felt more like makeshift friendly guides than law lecturers. With the way Ed was acting, it’s like his enthusiasm was above a natural tendency. Rather, it felt like he was trying to spread some comradery between the three of us. For this scene only, Tony wasn’t dressed the best; he was wearing a white short-sleeved T-shirt with a hot pink skirt, subtly printed with stars… I was wearing the inverse, my skirt was dark blue.

We were then on the local roads back to my house and there seemed to be a different split. Tony was now with my brother and Ed had taken to me. Our outfits were back to normal as well, Tony was wearing a black collar t-shirt and I was wearing my high school summer dress. I have forgotten what Ed and my brother were wearing. The car was arranged in a weird way, so much so that I wasn’t aware of who was driving and so I asked Ed. He explained that Tony and NB were in the front end of the car and that Tony was driving. Ed and I were actually facing towards the rear and sitting right at the back (the other front in this case); this was a bootless car.

For the next scene, it was Ed and I and he was driving in my mum’s car. He wanted to go to Fountain Gate shopping centre and the route he was going to take was some really long and obscure route. I suggested to him that the Monash Freeway would be the most convenient and effective route. Ed had successfully turned around on Wellington road but now he was confused about which lane to be on in order to enter onto the freeway. At first, I was sure it would be the left lane, but after a while, my mind was telling me that it was actually the right lane.

At a later stage of Wellington Road, right before the entrance to the freeway, the driving rules seemed to change so now I was required to drive on the right side of the road like international driving laws. There were five turning lanes but apparently only one led onto the freeway. There were two lanes that would lead onto these rollercoaster tracks that could take you all the way to Luna Park. As Ed mistakenly went into one of those two lanes, I started freaking out as I did not want to go on those rollercoaster tracks in this car. After telling Ed, he managed to do a sudden u-turn at the last minute and then he was finally on the freeway.

Still like international laws, we were driving on the right side of the road. Only the problem was that Ed was driving too much to the right of his lane and so this meant that he ended up slightly scraping the car against the noise barriers. As soon as Ed had realised what he had done, he wanted to pull over. We got out of the car, Ed going to the boot end to assess the damage. Meanwhile, I went to the end of the lane marking and gave myself the job of diverting traffic, pointing for all cars to go to the furthest left lanes.

There was an African lady driving one car who seemed to slow down when she saw the sight. She had this look on her face like she was somewhat disgusted with what went down. At the same time, heaps of police cars had driven by to examine the scene but none of them actually stopped. The African lady drove off when she saw me getting back into the car. I told Ed, “Don’t worry, if my mum didn’t get angry at me for what I did, she won’t get angry at you for scraping the car”.

The dream scene changed. It was now night time and I was by myself. I was calling out for 18-Volt across the Yarra river. My dad appeared to make this ridiculous claim about 18-Volt, fooling my mind. A supposed green blobby figure of 18-Volt was approaching but I woke up.



Dream No. 576
Dream Guide: Edward Bosco & Tony Barrett
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: SAT 13 APR - 2019



Dream No. 575 - Looking For The Wrong Guy

I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was at this unknown place, the first part of the scene claiming that I was in the dream world. There were swirling images of these random, distorted faces on a billboard. The scene then shifted and the dream ridiculously claimed that I was now in the real world. I was to remember the faces from the previous billboard and choose one that I wanted to meet. I couldn’t remember any of them though as I wasn’t aware about the task back then, so I assumed that one of the faces was a girl with a cowboy hat. There was a later part of the scene but I don’t remember a lot about it.

In a later scene, it was pitch black at night and I was at my old house, I was living in the shed in the corner of the backyard. I was trying to switch the light on but no matter how I flicked the switch, the power didn’t seem to be working, yet I didn’t seem to be led into a lucid dream either by this weird phenomenon. I rather decided that I would try and find 18-Volt. I carefully found my way out of the shed and into the dark backyard, calling not for him but rather I seemed to be calling out “Ed Bosco!”. The first three times it was that, then it was just an elongated “Ed!” as I peered my head around brick walls to see if I could see the guy I was looking for.

I found it odd that I was looking for 18-Volt yet calling for Ed. I thought to myself that if I was calling for 18-Volt, would my parents hear me? I had the weird feeling like I was in waking life. Eventually I got upset and distressed when I couldn’t get a hold of 18-Volt. Later on in the dream, I was on one of my local roads and there were the Mario Bros. Killing off each member of the Warioware crew one-by-one. 18-Volt was the last person to be killed off but this was done just before I could reach him.



Dream No. 575
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: FRI 12 APR - 2019
Nap Time: 4:00 PM - 5:30 PM



Dream No. N574 - An Interesting Job

I don't remember what happened at the start of the dream. From where I do remember, I was in this unknown building and one of the university lecturers SA-O was there. There was talk about him being promoted to this job but I have forgotten what it was. While he was going to be away working, he gave the class questions that they had to do from the textbook so they couldn’t have a break either. I didn’t end up doing the questions though, rather, I ended up doing some sort of investigation into SA-O’s situation.

At one point, a lady, who seemed to be his supervisor, came up to him and said that he could either choose from some further work experience at Killester College or that he could go on this retreat with a group to Daylesford. I was saying to myself but aloud, “That’s my high school! I should be the one to clean it!”. In the end, SA-O decided to go to Killester.

In the next scene, I was following after him in my own car. Only though, the place didn’t look like it does in real life. Rather, it was a barren surrounding and the road led to what looked like airport hangar sheds. I don’t remember what happened after this.



Dream No. N574
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: FRI 12 APR - 2019



Dream No. 574 - I Don't Want Your Therapy

I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, my mum was badly pressuring me into getting help for my elevator phobia. She was doing the paperwork without my permission and was demanding for me to go and see this psychologist. At this point in time, there I was nothing I could but sit back and cringe, hoping that my mum’s attempt would fail. Thankfully, it ended up failing. The person in the dream rejected the paperwork and said I wasn’t eligible for that type of assistance. I gave a sigh of relief and said to myself “Thank God I didn’t go with MW, I’d much rather have 18-Volt helping me”. That’s all I can remember about this dream.



Dream No. 574
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: MON 8 APR - 2019



Dream No. 573 - Teddy With A Garden Hoe

I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was at home and my mum and dad were insisting that I return to high school but to another one than I was originally at in real life. Not only that, but I would be starting from year 7 as an excuse for ages of full time study. I didn’t like this idea bit I reluctantly accepted. They then left for Apollo Bay and that’s when my grandma told me that the name of the high school was something else. I get upset knowing this and now I say no furiously.

I am then mentioning 18-Volt as I groaned and walked towards my bedroom. Each time I mentioned him, a short burst of his energy was perceived. My parents did come back later on and they saw me home. They had asked my grandma why I hadn’t gone and she told them that I was upset. I don’t remember how my parents reacted to this.

For the next scene of the dream, I was in this unknown suburban area and I can’t recall whether it was within, Australia, America or somewhere completely different. I was heading towards this big house as I was seeking out Edward (Ed) B. Something told me that he wasn’t in the front-end of the house, so it was assumed he would be in one of the back rooms. The weather turned and it started pouring outside.

At one instance, I was hesitant and nervous that Ed would get angry at me because I had supposedly turned up without notice. At the same time, I had to run to the back door before I got completely drenched. As I was trembling at the doorstep, the dream camera peered through the window and into the kitchen and it showed Ed and his friends Timber and Calico (Calico was in his fur-suit, Timber wasn’t) within a big circle of people, talking to each other.

Ed turned his head to the back door and walked up to it to open it for me. I was now nervously anticipating what he was going to say to me. I think he could tell what was going on inside my head as he said that he was expecting me, which surprised me. He was struggling to recall who it was but earlier, apparently someone had spoken to him and had pre-warned him of my arrival. After some muddles and hesitations, he paused, putting his finger on his chin in a pondering fashion and then went, “It was some guy with a hoe”. As he said that, a sub-scene showed a teddy standing on top of a hill with a garden hoe over his shoulder. I gasped in amazement and piped out to Ed, “The teddies!”. The teddies were then indicated to be at the local Kmart store, waiting for my return.

We were still in the very back room and Ed had engaged me in some more casual conversation. Though still, I didn’t have answers for some of his questions. Eventually, he suggested we join the group in the kitchen. Once we joined into the circle in the kitchen, the dream only visually showed the group chattering and then the dream had ended.



Dream No. 573
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: SAT 6 APR - 2019



Dream No. 572 - Separated Sections

Dream 572 A - Continental Market Stall
I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I can remember, I was in the car and in there, RC was calling me weird endearments. She had good intentions but I felt very awkward and creeped out and didn’t like these endearments at all. On the streets, when we got out, I was complaining to my brother but he told me to shush immediately as apparently RC would be able to hear me. The family ends up at a distorted version of the Dandenong Market.

The dream ends up skipping to another location but I have to make my way back to the market. I am in a long corridor and it is full of elevator doors. I felt very uneasy about this and was subconsciously wishing that 18-Volt was around to keep me calm. I thought to myself that I had to get past them and hurry before they would open. A couple of students from my high school, EGo, MKa and someone else was there but I even avoided them to save myself.

Finally I was back in the market when I came across Peter (now deceased) at one of the stalls. He was working there and he told us (my mum, grandma and I) that this was his favourite stall, the continental deli. He had a uniform on and was actually serving us himself. I can’t remember anything else about this dream.

Dream 572 B - Drowning In Africa
I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I can remember, my mum, grandma and I were apparently going to the poverty stricken grounds of Ethiopia along with a primary school group for their school camp. For the time being, it was just a very small body of water, almost like a large puddle that we had all gone into, even though the water was very dirty. It was then though that the dream changed my perception for this to be a very large and deep lake.

I found myself drowning as the thickness of the water was pulling my down and I was vigorously treading my arms to keep myself afloat. At the same time, I could see the rest of the school kids and the adults struggling as well but they seemed a bit distant and out of the main focus of my sight. I felt really scared, as if I was going to die. I waved my arms vigorously as I called out to the far end of the lake for Dreamy WB.

Dreamy WB came promptly, her hair in a symmetrical afro and wearing her black slit dress. Interestingly, she was actually seen walking on the surface of the water! Eventually though, she submerged up to her neck and swam over to pull not only me but two of the school kids out as well. That wasn’t all though. To a pleasant surprise, once Dreamy WB had gotten us out of the water, 18-Volt came in his Warioware Gold appearance and took three more school kids out. Dreamy WB and 18-Volt ended taking turns until everyone was out of the water, with the three adults; my mum, my grandma and the teacher coming out last with 18-Volt. That’s all I can remember about this dream.



Dream 572 A
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Dream 572 B
Dream Guide: Dreamy WB & 18-Volt
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: THU 4 APR - 2019



Dream No. 571 - Separated Sections

Dream 571 A - Discriminatory Pageant
I don’t remember what happened at the start of the dream. From where I do remember, I was at my high school for another event. There was supposedly a whole school beauty pageant taking place in the library which guests could also be a part of. I was a part of the guest crowd and apparently we had to wait for one of the teachers, Ms Hack., to escort us to the library. For some time, Ms Hack. had not shown up and I ended up going outside because I had to go to the bathroom.

As I was walking across the main courtyard, there was this micro sized green goo-like boy that was standing right in the way of the steps to the footpath. I gently put my hands on him to escort him out of the way but as I had done this, a group of unknown teachers came up to me and started yelling at me, accusing me of an illegal interaction with the supposed minor. I thought I hadn’t done anything wrong as how else was I going to get the little boy to move?

The teachers had walked away but I was still scared that I was going to get into some serious trouble, and so I started to call for Dreamy WB. My calls were loud and spaced, so although I was in a panic, I put in the emphasis, hoping she would hear me loud and clear. A few times I had tried and nothing happened, for some, I had even used her alternate name, Miss T. I then thought I saw her heading out of the year 12 corridor but she looked preoccupied and had the illusion as if she was carrying some books around.

When I noticed her, I no longer called her name but instead, called out some long and exaggerated sound like “heeeeeeeeeeey!” which frantically waving to catch her attention. She finally turned her gaze towards me and then started walking in my direction, weirdly though, she all of a sudden wasn’t carrying the books anymore. She had a very stern look on her face and said in a serious tone, “Don’t worry about it”, telling me not to worry about the prior event with the boy and the teachers and to rather just focus on going to the bathroom. She spread her arms out though and gave me a lengthy hug.

I was then in the bathrooms but the weird thing is that the toilets were over flowing with urine, so much so that it was spilling out onto the floor. I can’t remember anything else that happened in this dream.

Dream 571 B - This Is Not Elvis
I don’t remember much about this dream. From what I can remember, some family friends were at some unknown place and were singing for some of the elderly residents. For the first time, Jayde was singing a song and I could easily follow her. A bit later in the dream though, she seemed to be singing “I Can’t Help Falling In Love With You” by Elvis Presley but then it wasn’t that song at all. It was something totally different and I was mucking up the words massively. That’s all I can remember about this dream.



Dream 571 A
Dream Guide: Dreamy WB
Lucid?: No

Dream 571 B
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: TUE 2 APR - 2019



Dream No. 570 - Separated Sections

Dream 570 A - Lost In The Cemetery
I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was preparing for a family-wide celebration; whether it was for Christmas or my birthday. I do recall that I was going to sing a few songs at my other grandparents’ house and was talking about this with my dad at home. Later on, I did some shopping with my mum to see what cake we wanted to pick. At the grandparents’ house, there was a scene with my aunty and my little girl cousin but I forgot what happened in it.

In a completely different scene of the dream, I seemed to be in this unknown but civilised area. As I walked further and further though, the place seemed to become more empty and feel more like a ghost-town, apparently I was in the vicinity of a cemetery. There was then this guy, similarly aged to me that started chasing me and when he got close enough, he was going to throw some sticky, sponge-like thing at me which I was scared of being hit by.

As this was a cemetery, I thought that there would be the presence spirits and God around and so therefore a sacred place, so I resorted to calling Dreamy WB for help as she is the more spiritually-centred guide. I called for her at a frantic pace as I typically would in a stressful situation. No matter how much I called, she wouldn’t come. The guy was getting closer and I could now see him aiming the sponge at me, so I tried calling for 18-Volt; that didn’t work either.

Dream No. 570 - Studying About The Bullied Boy
I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was reading my Corporate Reporting textbook. In the next scene, outdoors in the streets of some unknown suburb, 18-Volt was getting bullied by Waluigi. For the first part, I wasn’t in that scene; it’s later on that I actually come into the scene. Then though, 18-Volt also starts to get picked on by 13-Amp. I said something in defence, in relation to my textbook but I forgot what it was. That’s all I can remember about this dream.



Dream 570 A
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Dream 570 B
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: SUN 31 MAR - 2019



Dream No. 569 - Ballsco Is Triumphant

I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was in some unknown complex and was interacting with all three members of the Cooper gang, all in their Sly 2/3 appearance. Sly and Bentley didn’t say much but Murray was talking about what was going on inside the glass cage, which he was in as well. Apparently there was a match fix where it was “Edward Bosco” vs “Edward Ballsco”. Murray told me that he was barracking for Ballsco. I asked him why and he told me that he just had a feeling that Ballsco was going to win. As this was supposedly the case, I barracked for Ballsco as well.

Inside the glass cage, seemingly lined with newspaper like in a pet store but not shredded, Bosco was wearing a white business shirt and Ballsco was wearing a casual army-print denim jacket. I couldn’t recall what Bosco was doing but Ballsco’s basketball head had detached from his body and was flying impulsively towards Bosco with a piercing glare from his cartoonified glasses. The impact had knocked Bosco down and Ballsco was declared the winner. That’s all I can remember about this dream.



Dream No. 569
Dream Guide: Murray
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: SAT 30 MAR - 2019



Dream No. 568 - Separated Sections

Dream 568 A - Not The Real Volt
I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was in an unknown area, trying to find my way out of this building. Along one of the corridors, I ended up seeing 5 elevators and then a set of stairs at the end. I ended asking Dreamy WB to come and help as I headed up the stairs towards the outside. When I was at the top of the stairs though, I said to myself, “Stop being lazy” and actually went back down in order to attempt elevator practise.

A fake 18-Volt came out of one of the elevators and asked me who I was looking for, I told him that I was indeed looking for 18-Volt. The dream ended before the real 18-Volt could come.

Dream 568 B - A Photo With Fame
I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, there were these Santa photos on offer at MYER instead of being with Santa, it was with 18-Volt and this was the case at all MYER stores across Australia. I made the decision to do it when 18-Volt would be at MYER Knox; my dad ended up taking me.

When I got there, I noticed something off about 18-Volt, he was not the real deal. Rather, he seemed very rude and stand-offish. There was a point at which I felt like was getting to the real 18-Volt but the dream ended very soon.



Dream 568 A
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Dream 568 B
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

I am being shown future human civilization but not sure if it is on planet Earth. First is just an overview of what seem like an industrial exploration on another planet, similar to Earth or one that has been terraformed.
There is a huge plateau with giant machines like trucks with in built platforms, and they can pick up shuttles and carry them to a place near the edge of this plateau and then tilt the platform they are on, so they are launched into space.
Below this platform, the planet is green and luxurious, but this area is covered in roads, machines, big trucks and shuttles, just like an interface to ship materials in and out of the planet.
I wonder if people live there. And then past this plateau and entering the forest I do find people and settlements. They live in small, almost primitive looking villages, with houses that look like Mayan and Incan pyramids, but then seen from a different angle, they have large panoramic windows, like bioclimatic houses that blend in the environment. They farm, but the way they have their plantations integrated in the natural environment is so beautiful and artistic that it makes me cry. People look like Celts and I wonder if these are just the hippies of this era, yet they have just the right amount of high tech facilitating their way of life, which is very discreet. People are gathering and walking towards a stone path, made with large flat basalt stones going uphill and I am told it's some kind of religious celebration day and they head to some kind of temple. But what I find is an old city, with the old buildings, the beautiful ones from 20th century and before, totally preserved and being used, alongside avenues of old uglier buildings abandoned, in ruins and apparently just being displayed as an open air museum.
I recognize one street as Avenue João XXI in Lisbon, still with some billboards from banks and other institutions hanging behind their glass walls, but the outside is very decrepit, the concrete is worn out, paint is gone, walls look very grey, covered in dirt and metal parts are rusting. Then I am invited to sit at a nice café in one of the recovered building where they serve cookies and cakes from the past, according to recipes they have preserved. But all this left me emotional and I have no hunger. They insist that I sit and just enjoy and they start bringing me samples of cookies and I do feel so much better.

I was scouted by a talent agency or something. The lady who scouted me was kind of reminiscent of beyonce. She brings me to a small room with other idol candidates or something. The lady takes her makeup off and looks like an old middle aged man. Makeup is amazing really. I'm just not into the bunch. I am told by a skinny woman that I have to go through a program or something. She told me to take these pills that are dissociatives. She's trying to fear monger me into taking it by saying I have parasites in the body from ticks and I'm infected by all the monsters from the original pokemon series inside me and that these will cure me. I just put it in my mouth but don't swallow it. She tells me the dissociatives will help me focus. I call bullshit on her and spit it in her face. She shows a eerie smile saying that the drugs are already having an effect as my tongue is becoming numb. Begins to tell me pretty horrid stuff about regarding the beginning of the dream till now and how she'd use me. I begin to run. She chases me in a wild manic fashion and I try to stop her by stabbing her left eye with a needle but she doesn't bat an eye. Keeps chasing me.

wake

-I wanted to face this monster again and had that intention in mind. Maybe the monster telling me to value life. Maybe regarding traumatic event feeling used.

-I think this girl is related to the pervy jester from dream last night. I do admire her unflinching determination somewhat though.

-maybe being told I got parasite from eating sushi or something raw. Took some de.

-scene might be same world as the futuristic dream about digital drugs. Where kids were taking digital chip inputs directly into their brain.


I dreamt about being in a sciency building with some students there. Initially I was doing something I have trouble recalling with some kids - I remember trying to win something. Eventually I am going through tight places in the building and end up in a different room. It had a window overlooking the backyard. I remember some boy was being bullied so I help him somehow. I think I lured the bullies outside with food I think and trapped them somewhere, inside a shed. I was back inside saw and told my dad about the events. Trying to recall more...

But this dream plot continued on through many awakenings

-my intention to continue the previous dream applied to this one and not the first one

-compared to other students


Notes:

I have been having more nightmares lately - are they the same entity or part of the subconscious? They do give a similar feeling. Skinny girl, jester man, girl with sword, steel door, etc.. They give similar vibe. There was one with a full monster and I hugged and told it I love you and he disappeared. Maybe I need to do that. I also had daily nightmares when I started DJ that felt the same. Am I regressing or am I getting ready to face my shadows? I am more aware though. Nightmares more likely from sws dream rather than rem from what I read.

Maybe I need to consume this dream world. Eat it up or destroy it like hukif or sensei did. Create a black hole in me or something to really take in parts of me I've been avoiding. Just reintegrate myself whole. Create a better world! I'll keep this as a goal.

Maybe just remember to eat if scary and get lucid.

Shadow work

#527 DILD

I am standing in the kitchen and for some crazy reason my little boy gives me a container with a bit of cannabis in it. I quickly hide it in an extra pocket in my shorts before my wife sees and freaks out. While doing so, I notice one of my fingers looks really short and stubby. I immediately recognize this as a dream sign and become lucid. My son asks why my finger looks like that and I tell him its my dream finger. He then runs off outside.

I walk into the living and see my wife laying sexily on the couch. I suddenly get the urge and we have crazy dream sex until I wake up.

#528

I am in a strange hatchback at the gas station. I notice there is some crazy looking tail fin thing on the back of the car. There is no gas cap anywhere. I find it in the back passenger seat floor. The gas tank fills up crazy fast. I comment on it and my wife says its not that fast. The pump clicks off. I let it settle and go for a little more. Gas spews out all over the floor board. It smells but not too bad. We leave with the windows down talking about how crazily made this rental car is. There is some strange issue with the seat belts and somehow throw the whole thing to the back. We laugh about seatbelt laws and I say something about how we should just wrap ourselves with bubble wrap all the time.

Suddenly, I am flying down a long corridor with infinite intersections at high speed. Each wall has a simple red painting and the walls are a mauve color. Suddenly, I get it. I tell my wife this is a strange dream I am having. We are walking now. I tell her again, mostly for myself, "This is a dream. It's a dream." Her DC seems a little dumb and I want to be alone. I point and tell her to do down a hallway and then turn left. She runs down and turns right. I say, "Nope other left.", but she doesn't hear me. I shrug and walk the other way.

I ask myself what do I want to do with this dream. "Explore." It's like I am in a huge maze that doesn't make sense but the colors are vivid and amazing. There are so many mirrors now on each wall. I look at myself. I look like a young woman who's face continues to change rapidly. I'm slightly annoyed to be a woman but I don't fight it. Then my reflection actually starts to look sexy and begins doing all the things women do to look hot in selfies. I say, "OOOOO I'm a woman." I touch my lips and my face. I'm attracted to myself. Then I turn old and grey. I say, "Well now I'm an old woman." I lose interest and walk way.

I want out of the maze now so I climb a wall. The going is very awkward and my right foot never leaves the ground. I feel the sensation of my whole leg stretching out. The whole time I hear the Mission Impossible Theme Song. I whistle to it. When I reach the top, I have to concentrate on returning to normal size. I stand at the top of the maze looking out as far as I can. It's getting dark. I wonder where my wife went to and try to spot her. Suddenly, the dream fades. I lay in bed for a few moments trying to reenter but it's no bueno.