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I am in the presence of two old, harsh-looking wolves. They either change into, or give me, two wolf pups. I hear them say "These are Earth Wolves". There is some type of threat, a predator of some type, looking for them. I hide the pups in a small cave. The predator is looking for them and I hope they are well hidden. Then, the predator turns into a human male figure. I attack him, striking him with considerable force, then I feel sorry for him. I may have been partially lucid at this point. The dream went on, but I have forgotten the details.
My wife pulls Runes every morning and this morning she pulled "Uruz", the rune of Animal Powers, making this dream very significant to me.

+ [f, vague] something about invoking a Staff of Cure Light Wounds (from Angband)?

+ [f, vague] doing something with a group of young people

Making this post now even though this dream was approximately a week ago, and I didn't have access to a computer then. Anyway, here goes the dream:

I wake up, and I look at the clock: 11:23 AM. I was wondering why I woke up now, considering I had set a timer for 8 AM. Then, I see the 3 disappear on the clock. I was confused at first, but my initial thought was to look at my fingers, and I was missing my pinky and ring finger on my right hand, so I immediately knew.

Though I have to say, it felt like a very low-level lucid, barely any awareness at all.

Anyways, I immediately thought about my cousin's house in Pennsylvania, and I wanted to teleport to it, so I did, and it was mind-blowingly accurate, even though I had a birds-eye view. I remember going on Google Earth (in real life) and looking at his house (my cousin's house) from the satellite view, and that's exactly how it looked in the dream.

That was about the end of the dream though, so pretty low-level, but cool I guess. I haven't even practiced reality checks in over a year, if not a year and a half now, so I'm confused why this happened. I guess it stuck with me which is a good thing I suppose.

Plan schedule is posted here: https://www.dreamviews.com/blogs/ilu...proving-95975/
With blue color I marked goals with "working in progress" status
With green color I marked reached goals
With red color I marked failed, missed or deleyed goals



Dream Recalling
In this week I wrote down 2 dreams and 0 tags, that mean in this section I messed up.

Recalling at beginning: 0-1 at good quality and/or 0-3 at any quality
Goal: 2-3 at good quality and/or 4-6 at any quality
Month 1: 0-1 at good quality and/or 0-3 at any quality
Month 2: 1 at good quality and/or 1-3 at any quality
Month 3: 1-2 at good quality and/or 2-4 at any quality
Month 4: 2 at good quality and/or 3-5 at any quality
Month 5: 2-3 at good quality and/or 4-5 at any quality
Month 6: 2-3 at good quality and/or 4-6 at any quality

Meditation
In this section I feel good progress. I established meditation habit very fast, and I dont even need to push myself. I just want to meditate

Goals: 2x20 minutes
Month 1: 2x5 minutes
Month 2: 2x7minutes
Month 3: 2x10 minutes
Month 4: 2x12 minutes
Month 5: 2x15 minutes
Month 6: 2x20 minutes

Day awarness
Similar like in meditation section - everything is acording to plan. Also I think it is better to change rating system. It's much easier if I will split ADA into smaller parts. I call this "goal-to-goal system". Keeping awarness as long as possible is doomed to failure. Instead I keep awarness to designited moments (goals). If I reach goal I recive "Point of Awarness" (PoA) and I will set next goal. The goals should to be clearly defined and easy to remember(e.g if I'm reading, the goal should be like "until I reach page XYZ". If I'm running on treadmill, my goal should be like "until I pass XYZ kilometers". Goal should be clearly as much as possible). Also 1 PoA is equivalent of 1 minute of regular ADA session so I can judge how much PoA I will recive after reaching goal. Additional I think I can add "dificultness factor". Awarness is much easier to keep during walk than during studying or reading so PoA is determined by time AND activity.
Automatically activity (walking, being idle, simple jobs etc) x0.5 PoA
Regular activity (talking, meditating, gym excercices etc) x1.0 PoA
Distracting activity (learning, reading, watching movies, playing games etc) x1.5 PoA

Still I need to think about it so officialy (in my raports) I'm still using old system. If you have any ideas go ahead. Commentary section is free to use

Goal: Reach “very high awarness” level
Month 1: “Non-zero” (awarnes uptime > 0% of waking time)
Month 2: “Occasionally” (awarness uptime 5-15%)
Month 3: “Low awarness” (awarness uptime 15-25%)
Month 4: “Moderate awarness” (awarness uptime 25-35%)
Month 5: “High awarness” (awarness uptime 35-45%)
Month 6: “Very high awarness” (uptime 45-60%)




After this 2 weeks I can say something is happeing. I have much more halfdreams before I fall asleep than ussually. And my mind is keeping partial awarness by itself in that half dreams. For example I had half dream about someone ask me to bring something and I had thoughts "Why? I'm not even here (because right now I'm laying in bed so of course I cannot be in other place)". Sometimes I have arguing with myself xD My half sleeping brain is generating weird thoughts and my partial awarness is fighting back. It looks funny for me but saddly it make me harder to fall asleep because always I wake up after realize I'm in half dream

Been forever since I posted here, but want to get back into it...

Super interesting dream experience a couple of mornings back...I don't ever remember one quite like it. It was during snooze dozing, following a particularly ugly non-LD. I don't remember any detail on the first part of the dream, only that I was in the presence of someone (or some thing) that could grant wishes. I became semi-lucid.

Though using the "semi" qualifier may be misplaced. Using it here as every lucid dreaming experience I can remember was in the first person...this one was in the third. Whatever you want to call it, I had recognized my dream state, was in full control, knew exactly what I wanted to do, and executed.

I was in an ocean of blue. There was a surface and a sky, but apart from a few trees, everything was blue, the sky a shade lighter than the ground. I never saw the being granting wishes, but knew he/she/it was there. I asked him/her/it to "bless this." "This" was everything I have had with Lula. By "bless," I meant honor it, let it be cherished and celebrated, but take it away.

I saw myself in the field of blue, arm outstretched and slightly uplifted. In my palm was a vial of cut crystal, V shaped, the physical manifestation of the "this" I wished to have "blessed." Around the vial was a transparent orb, much like the one Glinda The Good Witch traveled in in the 1939 version of The Wizard of Oz. The orb, and the vial within, began to rise into the cloudless blue sky. On waking, I thought of it as a parachute falling in reverse. As it rose, it left white tracers, like contrails...four at least, in straight lines, vertical and diagonal. Its ascent was very slow, and even once it was high above me, I knew I was still attached to it. Eventually, I let it go. With moderate success.

At that point the dream visual ended, and physical sensations began. Immediately after letting go of the vial, I felt a soft touch on my bicep, as though the vial had not continued upward and away from me, but had fallen back to me. That sensation was followed by a tingling feeling throughout my whole body...like a million pin pricks head to toe, but immensely pleasurable. The sensation only lasted a few seconds, its intensity fading out gradually. Once it was fully gone, I came to complete wakefulness.

Rock Wall (NLD) 07.17.2023

I am currently between jobs IWL but in the dream I have a job that required a lot of communting. After work me and some friends from the job car pool to a convention in full cosplay. I think we chose a theme of Star Wars and I am Darth Maul. At the convention we get to have some fun mock lightsaber fights. It is time to get in line for some event but to get in line you have to climb a rock climbing wall without a harness. My friends ditch me and one of them even makes fun of me saying I will never make it. I feel like he reminds me of a couple of my ex friends combined into one person I no longer like them very much. When I make it near the top of the rock wall the hand holds become very parilous and I look down wondering how hurt I would be from the fall. It is very far. A few people in cosplay at the top try to help me up and when I am locking hands with them I wake up.


Fight Pits (NLD) 07.17.2023

When I fall back asleep the dream continues but it is changed. Now instead of cosplaying at a convention I am am playing a computer game where I am playing a kobold character. The friends from before are now a clan I was in that betrayed me. There is a big gladiator PVP minigame I am joining. It is a lot like Runescape and I know my chances of winning are really slim. I have a oak long bow with iron arrows and a bronze scimitar. My armor is leather. I tell a much higher level wizard that my friends abandoned me and he says he will look out for me durring the fight.

It is time for the game to start and the coloseum gates open. Everyone runs in and starts fighting eachother. I use my long bow to widdle people down and somehow get the last hit on some people! Finally there is only one other player left and I am out of arrows. It is a woman with mithril armor on. She says she is impressed I made it that far and raises my hand saying "And in second place!" The crowd is very happy. Then she finishes me off. lol

1. The Dream Journal (LD) [Summer 2023 TotS: Basic i & ii ; Advanced i]
I'm in a side room in a dimly lit building at night. It's near the end of the corridor, yet there is still a room on the edge. I make my way into the room by the bed and get the feeling that something is off. I glance at my hands in the dim light and it seems like I have six fingers. I go for a nose-plug, breathe right through, and say "Yes!" as I become lucid. I want to get my adventure started and decide to phase through the window. I glide through the window set against the far wall of the dimly lit room and out into a setting with a stone walkway roughly twenty meters wide with hexagonal stones. There are square black metal tables with tall lantern-style lights coming up from them, and the entire area resembles the outside of a cafe. I want the dream to be more vivid, so I begin shouting "Clarity now!...Increase clarity now!" several times. The dream becomes very vivid and stable and I'm really happy with how well it works. I make my way around the side of the cafe come around the corner and notice many five to six story buildings in the early morning hours. As I make my way between buildings, down a central walkway, several pairs of DCs are approaching my direction. I decide not to fly and simply to walk slowly as I want to take in the surroundings and see if the slow movement will aid with dream stability as I reflect that the onset of flying sometimes destabilizes my lucids. I slowly walk further down alongside a five story building appreciating the stability and begin thinking of dream goals. I think of a persistent realm for a moment, but ignore this as I decide it would be perfect to begin working on the tasks of the season. I consider going for the dream journal record first, but also consider going for an easier goal to start. I turn around, realizing that I need to find an indoor area with written records. I glide down the walkway and notice that the building to my left is filled entirely with white gym equipment. The windows are five foot and rectangular with curved edges. I progress to the next section, and there is even more gym equipment in this area. I rationalize that it would be tough to find written records in this area, and that it's possible that the gym extends to the second level. I make my way even further as the building wraps around to the right via an overhead walkway. I glide up and enter around the second or third story by phasing though the wall. I'm in a dimly lit area of sorts with a dark wooden decor. Stairs lead up to a half-story level. I notice two DCs standing at the top of the stairway - they're younger versions of JP and J. I think this would be a perfect opportunity to go for a basic task of the season. I ask JP "What's going to happen tomorrow" he responds "No" or "Don't know". I ask again and he responds "I don't know". I explain that I really need to know for the Dreamviews task of the season and he responds "JP is gonna kick you out of school - that's what's gonna happen" in a comical way. I find it funny since I'm clearly not in school. I decide to begin working on the next task of the season. I know that I'll need to find an area with written records I make my way further into the room and find a section that resembles an office with many desks positioned throughout. I begin glancing over all of the desks which are strewn with envelopes of various sizes and colors, none of which would suffice for a dream journal. I go to the next desk to my left, still finding nothing, then to a third. On the third desk to my left, I find a small, light orange colored notebook with a square, opaque section on the front, possibly for a a title or for something to be slipped in. I begin flipping though the pages to find a legible section. I read a word after flipping a few pages, and it appears to a a poriton of the word 'iguana' - I decide this won't count. I continue flipping and on roughly the sixth page I find a section beginning with the scribble, that eventually transitions to "Thank you... Tokyo 1954... toy". It appears to be a a dream journal entry about buying a toy in Tokyo in the past and a DC saying thank you for it. I'm happy that I knocked out another task and get excited for the next! I leave the office area and glide down to the lower level while thinking of going for the advanced task of stopping yourself from being born. My mind begins reeling about how the heck to accomplish that. Do I go back in time, find my parents, and stop them from doing it? lol. I decide to simply go for an easier task of building an improvised weapon and wonder how I'll do it. I come around a corner on the bottom level, turning ot the left and notice a large dark blue and purple stuffed alligator, roughly six to seven feet long, face down in a large bin the wall. Next to it is a long black vacuum cleaner shaft. I decide I can build a makeshift weapon out of the vacuum cleaner thinking back to the spear example on Dreamviews. I pull it out, find a black lever on the left side with a white line marking. I decide that flicking the lever will reverse the air flow and do so. The airflow is now strongly reversed outward. I continue down the walkway with the powerful blower and into an area that resembles and under-construction parking garage on the lower level, with a gravel/dirt ground along with many uneven patches. I see a DC in the distance and decide that I can use the blower to launch rocks at high speed. I grab a rock off the ground and shoot it at the DC asking him if this would count as a catapult for the Dreamviews competition. He responds that of course it would count as it's launching projectiles. I satisfied with this, and continue looking for rocks, I find a yellow colored rock and reflect that it looks like a sunstone of sorts. I see two guards/officers approaching in order to see what we're up to and stop us. I decide to mess with them and play dumb as they approach the DC I was interacting with. I simply float up and say "Duuuuuuuh" and they look at me confused. I laugh, then turn around and fly away, without them doing anything. I approach the edge of the campus area and several DCs are walking on a walkway on the outskirts. Their is a large grassy area on the periphery which leads down into a forest area. I wonder if this could be a persistent realm I could return to as it's very beautiful. I turn around and continue to to consider the advanced task and how I'll manage it. I look at the buildings raising roughly eight stories with light tan concrete and wonder where I should enter. I loop around more and notice a second building to the left. I fly closer and notice many rows of manikins in the windows. I contiue to approach the building on the right, flying slowly toward roughly the fifth level. I fly for quite a bit considering what to do upon entry, taking in all of the details of the manikinss' faces and the dream begins fading.


2. The Rooftop (LD)
*Semi-lucid transitioning to low lucidity at end
I'm in an area which resembles a dorm-room and it's around lunchtime. I notice that I forgot my lunch and begin searching for a lunch bag. I find a black one, yet there's not much in it, only two small sandwiches and a small bag of pretzels. I decide I can find something to eat and tell myself "This is a dream" and simply fly through the wall. I fly to the balcony on the back of the building and begin thinking of how I should have practiced lucid dreaming more in college as I look at my reflection in the window. My lucidity begins to rise a bit and I get the impression that I'm in a dream. I notice two DCs and decide to phase through the window and begin talking to them. I get off of the green colored balcony, phase through the window, and begin asking the nearest female DC where she is headed. I then wake up.

I am in a foreign country, I think Iceland. I know a young woman and she is showing me around. We visit several places and she finally says that she wants to take me to some type of magical place and warns that trolls and spirits may be there. We go to an underground set of rooms, very junky and dilapidated. (Quasi-lucid at this point). As we wander around, I look for any magical event or creature. We are standing at a closed door and as I push it open, I call out to Odin, Thor, Freyr, Tyr and Heimdall. As we are exploring the rooms the woman's little sister is holding my hand, sometimes I carry her. She is very close to me. The scene scrambles and I am walking through restaurants and shops. I seem to know it's time to leave and as I walk out the little sister is in front of me. I want to make certain that she gets home safely, and I bend over to pick her up, she puts her arms around my neck, and I carry her outside, as I speak to her. Outside I find she has turned into a large fuzzy cat, that jumps from my arms and walks away.

+ In a large auditorium [major DS! DS! DS!] with people sitting in the 2nd level left wing, the auditorium below is filled with computer circuit boards instead of people in the seats, the people have a board too and a piece of it drops down below and I think "uh oh."
In the back upper right balcony, I'm thinking that I'm secretly writing upgrades to the system, I'm the original author of the code. Nobody knows I'm doing this. But someone (a woman?) is analyzing all the updates that I'm publishing, and I think that if they compare the style of the original code to the style of the updates, that they'll figure out that it's me writing/publishing the updates.

+ [f] outside, flying a drone to space(?)

+[f] outside, daylight, city sidewalks, walk past a street musician.

+ [ultra vivid] outside, daylight, looking up at the sky [DS], it is a blue sky filled with light dispersed thin clouds. I'm staring at the clouds, appreciating them. They are extremely clear and in sharp focus. I notice that the clouds and the patterns in them look like bootprints in fresh powdered snow. I say this to the people around me. I keep looking up at the clouds in the sky and they're not changing, and keep looking like bootprints in snow. Then I see stars, which are small dots/circles with rings around them that are rhythmically expanding outwards (like the ripples that extend out from a drop of water falling in to a pool). [DS! DS! strange stars that are animated, moving/flashing]

+ lecture hall / prof
I'm entering an auditorium-style lecture hall [DS! DS! DS!] from the left side (facing stage), young students are there ahead of me, already taking their preferred seats, one guy is lounging, lying back on a raised area with his feet up in front of him, I think if I don't hurry then all the good spots will be taken. I'm moving along a row of seats of the central section and I want to get to the far edge and go down a row and then sit, but 3-4 guys sit right at the last seats on the right of the row blocking my way [DS! blocked path], I manage to go around them and move down a row, sit down, and it turns out I'm in the front row. The prof is a MILF type who at one point turns around and sits right down in my lap. I think about goosing her. I think maybe she would be a "good time" [MEO 7/11/23].
(vague: there is a pasty cart of food items there on stage? People are eating them?). The prof offers that I should get up in front of the class and read a section of the day's studies, but I don't want to because I say "when I read things out loud I tend to remember them poorly".

+ outside, city, alley/small street, daylight, group of people is there, and then end up pouring out large amount of thick white paint directly on to the street. The street is slightly inclined leading down to me and I see the flow of think paint slowly making its way towards me. There are storm drains there and the paint is approaching it, the group is people who are ecologically aware, and we all realize that this is bad because the paint getting into the storm drain system will be bad for the environment. But it's too late to stop it.

+ on street near bus stop outside CH on FL, there are 3 large buses there, all turning to head in the usual route down FL. They are pure white, made of metal. I'm speaking to (unspecified people), saying "Yes I remember the original buses, their exterior color design, and the internal design" and I'm holding an image of how they looked back in my childhood in my mind, the green/blue colors, and the foam on the seats inside.

+ Walking in to a walk-in closet in side (my?) home, I see that the two maple chairs (from grandparents) are both there, because I know my wife L does not want them in the house. I turn towards the left and there is a path that leads forwards, turns a 90 degree corner to the right that is a square "U" turn, and I see on the ground that there is a toy city-scape and roadway made by my young son S2, and I'm careful not to step on it. As I maneuver forwards around the "U" turn to the right I see another toy city scape there once I've turned around and facing the other way.

early dreams, short

+ outdoors, twilight/dark [DS] I'm in a high place, a large hill, jumping/gliding down to lower levels [DS] the paths/streets/ follow the contours of the hill so I'm jumping across them as I go, there are trees and metal fences/shingles that I'm jumping/sliding along as I go down.

+ I'm standing outside a home (mine?), looking at a sliding glass door [DS], the latching mechanism is broken so I'm unable to get it to close properly [DS]. Some dangerous/threatening guy comes by.

+ MEO (CH b/r) (2023-07-13)

+ MEO + sitting in car and taking selfies when a call comes in, and I have trouble answering it. It's some scam that begins with a woman saying "You may have already won a brand new car!" I don't understand at first what she's saying, then she goes in to the sales pitch, and if they don't do absolutely everything right, the car is mine, for free! I don't fall for it, but then I hear that there's another guy on the line, a sucker who's falling for it, and who says "Yeah, I'll take it!"

just before waking up:

+ Observing a group of people outside, a young wife of a man (who has a harem?) says "don't you <something> me!? and stomps off, angry

I'm sitting on a couch in my grandmother's old house. Next to me is a boy I feel a faint familiarity towards, and at least a dozen cats. There are cats everywhere, and they can talk. The boy is talking at me and I acknowledge what he's saying with nods and gestures, but I don't engage in conversation, I'm more focused on this house full of talking cats. Their ability to harness the English language is normal to me. There is one cat in particular im talking to, and she's telling me that my grandmother had left all of them here and that they were starving. It's been years since my grandmother had lived there, so I feel incredibly guilty. I ask the cat why they didn't just leave, but I forget what she said in response.

I start walking to the cats' food bowl and a mastiff-looking dog appears from behind me, who can also talk. I fill up both the dogs and the cats food bowls and sit back on the couch with the boy. As I look out the window into the backyard, I see the shadow of a man walking along the hedges. Everyone in the house quietens. The cats seem to know what this is, but I don't. Then, a small jack russell appears from around the corner of the house where the man seems to be standing, and starts sniffing along the hedgeline. Strapped to the jack russell is a backpack seemingly loaded with gadgets, similar to a crude bomb in appearance.

Seeing this, a deep primal fear is now seated within me. I shakily ask the cat who the two are, and then I woke up.

+ I'm standing outside in daylight near the sidewalk near my home with my mom. I know that my instrument case and my sister's instrument case are both just left standing here outside, and I'm concerned they'll be stolen. I want to at least move them into the garage so they'll be inside, but I don't have access [DS, my path is blocked] because there is an electrician working at a large outdoor electrical panel right there near my property, and as I look at him I see bright sparks shooting out from the work he's doing.

+ Standing next to a car with people preparing to carpool to the orchestra rehearsal. There is the old guy from the NVS there (violinist). They're talking about loading up to go, but I'm quite unsure whether I want to go at all. We open the trunk of the car and we can store the instruments there so there's enough room to sit inside the car for all of us.

+ I'm playing in a concert, and I find my [mouthpiece] is broken! I inspect it and see one of the wires has slipped far out of position. Then I'm playing, doodling around and scales, I try for a low-Bflat but I can't get it to come out. I'm looking for a suitable cup in which to soak it, but I need something that can handle hot/warm water, and all the cups I see on tables in the rooms I'm moving through are all paper cups, they won't work. I encounter a door and open it and find a bunch of young guys (my old Boy Scout friends?) having some sort of gay sex party, they're trying to hide it but I see that they don't have pants on. I leave and close the door and I hear that they are continuing their activities.

+ in a gym, there is a really intense big guy doing arm lifts at really high speed, we collide lightly as he steps back into me but he ignores it and keeps doing his arm raises at high speed. I'm also doing arm lifts, but at normal speed, and I'm getting tired pretty quickly. I'm holding a small plate (not a dumbbell) in each hand. I'm amazed that that really athletic guy has been going at such high speed for so long without getting tired.
I see my son S1 there, he's with friends and they're doing bench presses. They all have really thin, scrawny arms, but they're still young I know they'll fill out and build muscle in time. Son S1 is explaining a "double-plate" to somebody, it looks like a double bicycle tire innertube inflated in two sections with a lower central "channel" in between the two halves. It is 18 (pounds?), because each half is 9, so it's 9+9

+ [long, vivid] I am standing outside a huge racquetball court, very tall, with large glass back wall, I notice the floor is very rough/uneven, I think that would make it hard to play. I also think the acoustics would be amazing in there so I enter and start to sing a section from "Sometimes When We Touch" (the final refrain, where he goes up high for "subsides....")


(forward to timestamp 3:20 for the part how like I sang it, DV doesn't preserve the timestamp on the video link apparently)

and when I sing that final high "SUBSIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIDES!" I really nail the high note, and the (women?) I'm with are murmuring their appreciation of my singing skills.

... scene transitions into an office, I'm walking down a hallway in a sea of cubes (there is a taller wall section up ahead) but I continue to explain "yes, I have a good musical ear".
Then I'm standing just outside "my" cube. A young black girl coworker is there and my company N manager ShCly. The girl gives me a very colorful blouse of hers to keep for her, I'm joke that "it's really going to give my cube color!" she's a bit embarassed by that but I tell her it's OK. I notice that my cube is REALLY small, I tell them both that, say that "man cubes are really getting small these days!" I look at it and there's barely enough room to turn around. I think with my manager standing right there I should act like a good mentor so I say "hey it's been a while, we should get together and talk, or go for lunch," and the girl mentions "yeah, I miss you." I think that I don't miss her, because whenever she's around, she really pesters me with tons of questions.

A bit outside my cube, somebody turns over a terrarium full of red and pink snakes, and pours them all out on to the ground. Somebody's "pet" thing is there, and it is like a horror beast made up of a mixture of ribs and fingers, like a living human ribcage but slightly smaller size about twice as long as human fingers. It is tan/brown colored, covered in a sort of onion skin like material. The thing jumps at me and locks its "fingers" around my left arm, and I'm alarmed by this and trying to pry it off of me. I'm telling to the owner (a man coworker) to take control of this thing. There seems to be a second copy of it running around and latching on to me. I'm screaming for the guy to take them under control, I pry it off of me eventually (they hold on REALLY hard), and I notice the owner is rolling his eyes to the sky, he can't believe my "extreme" reaction to his beast(s).

I want to get out of the room I'm in (and move in to the next room, which is a kitchen?), and a staff member goes through a normal sized service door, then opens a tiny little short door for me to go through. I think that's ridiculous so I just move through the service door even though I know I'm "not supposed to." I'm standing near a counter where a glass or two remain of the set of cocktails that my former coworker GrSndrs made, there is a machine to the left that he used to make them. It looks really good, like a Long Island Ice tea, colored red/orange/brownish. I'd like to drink it, but I know that I'm driving and so I can't.

Then I'm outside watching GS and some other really huge fat guy standing out on a high hill (a few feet away from me) and the big fat guy let's out a huge yell: "FFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!"

first waking: no recall, take 4mg galantamine and 300mg Alpha GPC (my once a week "lucid party", trying out different timings to see if it counteracts the insomnia effect).

2nd waking:
remembered having lots of dreams, details have faded, jotted just keyword notes. Seems the galantamine did it's thing, and I didn't have trouble falling asleep. Dreams more vivid for this time of night I think, but a lot of content and a lot of the details faded.

Many are short, on the verge of fragments

+ Climb up on a ledge, I'm trying to work my way into a building, and I get stuck/stranded there. There are various doors leading in to the building accessible from the ledge but they all open on to concrete/solid walls, so there's no way in.

+ I'm running with/from a pack of kids. I think I'd be able to run much faster if I had sneakers on instead of running with bare feet.

+ Waiting with a group of people at a parking garage, then the door opens

+ driving in a city, spread out open strip-mall type of place, I can't quite see if the traffic lights are red or green but I drive anyway, I see across the street from an intersection a grouping of fast food restaurants, including [I think] the classic old "Doggy Diner" dog sign:

I think there is a lot of tasty fast food there an I anticipate buying and eating it, including the deep fried tacos [From Jack In The Box, but I didn't remember this name in the dream]

+ standing at a kiosk outside on a city urban sidewalk (there are some people around me watching). I'm flipping through an electronic menu, looking at all the pictures of fancy/weird burgers. I try to pay for my order and there is some problem with the system, it wants me to pay a huge sum of money that incorporates a number of previously unpaid orders. I write on the kiosk "do not use" and leave.

+[f] trying to move past some truck (in an underpass?) but it is too wide and is blocking my path [DS, blocked path/can't move forwards]

last waking:
+[f] something about my former MIL Z and some (telephone pole?) wires

+ flying around in an F35 fighter jet. Take off from a runway, wonder if it's long enough, it is, then I'm spinning around, doing steep rolls, and fly upside down, then I head towards the ground and pull up just in time.

This was my last dream of the night. A couple dream characters and I were fleeing from an evil therapist, stuck on a dead-end bridge and staring into the void. I turned around and faced one of them, a man with tan skin and bright green eyes, holding my hands up.

"It's okay guys, no need to worry, I'll just make a wormhole," I assured them. "Then we can fly through it and we'll be safe."

They voiced their doubts, but I shut them down. Suddenly a thought popped into my head: Wait a minute, the last time I flew was in a dream... doesn't that mean this is also a dream? I almost performed a reality check but stopped myself. The dream was so vivid and I was enjoying the plot. (I had managed to do a DEID from the previous dream after being disappointed over how short it was. I didn't want to risk lucidity destabilizing anything, even if it was due to my own schema.) So I deliberately tried to suppress that awareness.

It mostly worked, but then I remembered the TotS task to find your own forgotten DJ entries and wanted to try it. As I unfolded the wormhole (it was like a collapsible tunnel) I imagined it leading to my WL dream journal. Unfortunately, while flying through I fell into the void and completely lost lucidity.

I guess I'll add it to my LD count since it's enough to count as semi-lucid, but ugh, what a wasted opportunity. The dream lasted for quite a while afterward.