false awakening

There have been alot of dreams now, although they have been very fragmented. Also, I had a really terrifying night horror, which will be excluded here.

In my first dream I was sitting in my fathers car and we were on a family vacation me, my father and my siblings. Our car was parked between these two tall houses whose architecture reminded me of the architecture found around the mediterranean. We were parked and I was looking out the drivers window, down the road. Further down there was a house, maybe 10 stories just as the two on my sides. I sat there trying to remember the dreams I had, which was fairly succesful. I told myself I would remember them if I went to sleep again. Now, as I'm writing this, I can't remember the dream within the dream (heh), but it had something to do with sumo wrestlers and pink flowers.

My next dream took place in a dressing room connected to a gym or pool. I was a private detective supposed to follow this woman, whom her husband suspected was cheating on her. For some reason, as I was standing in the dressing room with a towel wrapped around my waist, I saw my client. He was there as well, and I saw him standing with his back against me. He looked like LL Cool J. The thing is that he was zoomed in, like if it was a movie.
Anyway, I made my way to the showers only to see a big, fat black woman getting fucked by an even fatter and hairy white guy. I just kept walking, when I noticed another fat, black lady standing right next to them. Apparently, the black woman not getting her hole stuffed was the shower sluts mother. She said her daughter should be fucking a real man... and that's when the attention fell on me. It was also then I noticed that I was black. To calm the situation I suggested she should be fucking her husband.

Once again, it was like waking up from a dream within a dream, except that this was no dream. It was a movie. The kind with screaming black people who's having issues with their Eddie Murphy-complex (I hate those kinds of movies). The movie was playing on an airplane and the screen was attached to the seat in front of me. When I got up to go to the bath room, the volume from the movie was turned way up and as I was moving further away I hoped that my fellow passengers wouldn't connect me to that horrible piece of film, since I was ashamed to be watching it in the first place.

Last night before going to sleep I was meditating quite a while before passing out. I remember waking up a few times a night, but not remembering any of my dreams. Each time I tried a different technique but to no avail.
This morning I woke up several times and the last time I woke up before I got out of bed 11.30 was somewhere around 9.30-9.45. I tried to WILD (for the first time, actually) but I do not remember if the attempt was succesful. When I woke up and got out of bed there was two things that happened that often tells me I have dreamed; I had a sense of having been somewhere else and I had an old song in the back of my head which I was constantly humming.

This was disappointing to me, as it always is when I do not remember dreams. However, I suspect that I did become lucid without remembering it, 'cause I have this nagging feeling of standing somewhere under a deep purple sky and saying to myself that this is a dream, but the thought/feeling is too fleeting to be categorized and proved. The problem I'm often having with my lucid dreams are that once I become lucid I can't keep control and a false awakening occurs, or I just lose all vividness and the dream continues on without me remembering it.

At least I have identified my own problems and are working to solve them.