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Date: 08/07/2012
Place: My bed
Time of getting into bed: 1.00am
Consumed 1 x menthol sweet about an hour before bed

Dream 1 - non lucid 2.53am

The dream may have been longer, but I only remember it starting as I am sat with my parents, outside in someone's garden, on a garden table set. It is late at night and dark, I am drinking a bottle of beer as is my dad. My dad suddenly walks off, and comes back straight away, saying he found a load of baby birds that had been abandoned and would die if we left them. He brought them over to the table, he had about 8 in his hands, all squeaking and wriggling. These baby birds were actually huge for chicks, but I didn't think of that at the time, their bodies are round and fat, and very squishy. About the size of a tennis ball but some were bigger than others. They were naked and dark pink, and blind with bright yellow beaks. My dad dropped one, and luckily it landed on some soft material. I picked it up, and was shocked at the texture. It was warm, actually, quite hot to the touch. It was squishy and soft, and it's skin was slightly loose so it felt really strange. The feel of the bird was SO VIVID that I remember being shocked by it. The dream wasn't a very vivid dream. I tried to keep the chick safe but it kept slipping from my hands, and I was so worried that I was going to hurt it. Eventually we put them into tiny wicker baskets especially made for baby birds, and put some eggs in the bottom of the baskets to encourage the mummy birds to sit on them. The eggs were rectangle and bright yellow (like pieces of gum??) We put them into bird houses - 2 chicks in each house. It took some fiddling as they kept falling over and the bird houses were made of wire so the baskets kept falling through the wire, it was a bit of a balancing act. Eventually they were all set, and we decided to supply some food until the adult birds came. My mum brought some lettuce, and put a leaf in each, however for the last box, she got a bit excited and started claiming this was a special bird she was looking after for a friend, and that it had to eat a certain diet of jalepenos and lettuce (wtf?) so we did. My mum was unusually happy about this and started singing 'who likes jalepenos? YOU like jalepenos!' to the baby bird.

Dream 2 - non lucid dream fragments

I woke up with bits of dreams in my head and really struggled to keep hold of them! Like they were slipping from my mind as I thought of them.

A dream of a dog
The colour white (maybe white letters - see below)
Someone doing the alphabet, but only going to T

Dream 3 - non lucid dream 8.25am

I had tried to WILD, and was making really good progress - I felt some strange sensations and some dreams images entering my head, but each time I didn't quite get there, I think I didn't keep the images going long enough or I was too awake. I would think of a scenario, and it would start playing in my head, and then it would become out of my control, like people would enter and things would happen without me making it - but I was still aware I was WILDing and not asleep. I finally fell asleep, but had some cool moments slipping in and out of dreams, semi lucid at some point but never fully in a lucid dream.

I am in a room (maybe a classroom or function room?) with lots of people including my sister. I get the feeling it is mostly my sister's friends. Some of them are dressed up very nice and singing / dancing while the others sit around watching. As I am the only guy, I am told to go to the corner of the room, but when I get here my friend R (also male) is here waiting for me. He is in a very bad mood, and I think he is hungover. We are made to sing to provide music for the dancers. I am SUPER embarrassed about this, I can't sing at all. R starts making some beats with his mouth, and I try to rap over the top. The result is terrible and I just want to be anywhere else but here right now. It turns into a really bad Beastie Boys style rap, and eventually I give up before I die from embarrassment. A female cleaner comes round, and wipes the books we are holding open, wiping all the pictures and letters off the page. We say 'hey!' but she laughs and apologises, R say's he's not bothered anyway and chucks the book down, he is very mardy. Someone starts celebrating their birthday, I start to clean my ears, not really wanting to join in. I have notes that also say the girls were in fancy dress, and lined up against a wall? But I don't remember that very clearly.

Dream 4 - non lucid dream

I am in the backgarden of my childhood home. This dream starts with me staring into the sun, trying to feel the heat and look at all the detail in the bushes and flowers, as part of my ADA. There is chalk drawings on the bricks on the side of the house. My mother and father are here, as is my sister and her young son - my nephew. There is a knock at the door, and we know it is my nephew's dad, who my sister has split up with. He is a good dad and not a bad person, but we don't want him to take my nephew so we keep quiet while my dad answers the door. The father (who in real life is some kid who used to live down the road from my mum) apologises for being late, but my dad tells him the kid is asleep. For a moment, I think my nephew will run to the door shouting 'daddy!' and give it away, but he stays quiet and plays with me. Eventually his father leaves. Now I am a lot younger, and running up and down some steps being a little naughty. There is another child with me - possibly my nephew? An older man, with a muchtache and wearing rather old fashioned gentlemen's clothing stops me. He seems happy and is well spoken. He tells me he knows I lucid dream, and gives me THE BIGGEST jar of pickled onions I have ever seen. Possibly the size of my leg. He tells me the vinegar is known to induce lucid dreams, and that the jar is a gift to me from him. I thank him, and somehow drag this massive jar back to the back garden where my parents still are. I start eating the onions, determined to lucid dream. My sister tells me she's been taking heroin to induce lucid dreams, and I tell her that is dangerous and she better stop. She promises me she will stop. I know have 2 of these big jars, and they are in the middle of the floor in the garden. A blue car with a man driving and his wife in the passenger seat, drive up to the jars and stop because they can't get by. They drive so close I get angry with them, it's like they are trying to make a point that I'm in the way. It takes a few of us to lug the jars out of the way an they drive off without saying thankyou. I shout at them, angry and they stop. We run up to the car, they are angry too, and they have some sort of trailer on the back of their car. I take something out of the trailer but I forget the rest of the dream.

Dream 5 - non lucid dream

My bf's aunt is cooking for us. She leaves the room and I notice some of the ingredients have fallen out of the pan, so I go to keep an eye on it. There isn't much left in it, but I try my best. She returns and thinks I have messed up her cooking, she isn't angry but jokingly tells me off. I am annoyed because it wasn't me, I was trying to help. The pan had water and lots of seeds in it.

Dream 5 - non lucid dream - lucid moment

I try to sleep but my bf keeps making noises and snoring loudly, I'm really pissed off with him and kick him a couple of times. I don't think this was a dream!! Oops.

I'm in an indian restaurant, but it's not very good quality. More like a run down cafe that serves indian food. While my bf goes to get the meals with some free tokens he got, a server comes round to serve out the food. We are sharing a table with an Indian family. The server is also Indian, she pours som rice and cucumber slices onto my plate, then questions weather I have paid or not. I tell her yes and point to my bf. She accepts this and carries on serving. She gives me a brown pitta bread and some naan. I ask for something warm. A young Indian girl (10 yrs?) with pretty hair but a mardy face is blocking my bf's seat. I get a little annoyed but then remember she is only a little girl, so don't say anything. Suddenly, I become lucid! I am quite happy, but I wake up almost instantly.

***NOTEWORTHY***
My mum rescued chicks a few times when the dog would find nests in the garden when I was a child
In a film I watched before bed, someone read the alphabet to T!!
My friend R was complaining to me before bed, he sounded pissed
My sister does have a kid, but the father was not the kid in the dream and is still living with my sister
I haven't lived in that childhood house since I was a young child, we moved when I was 13
We used to draw chalk pictures on the bricks all the time
I love indian food

Date: 06/07/2012
Place: My own bed
Time of getting into bed: 11.09pm

For some reason, I woke up several times in the night without remembering any dreams. However judging by my clock, it was too early for my REM cycle. I tried to WILD, but got too hot and fidgety so just slept. Upon waking after each dream later on, I was wide awake and could have got up even though it was too early. This is very rare for me! I stayed in bed and managed to slip in / out of dreams easily, remaining lucid. Several times I would catch myself in a dream as it started forming, knowing I was dreaming, but each time I wasn't asleep enough to be fully in a dream. It was very relaxing, and good practice.

Dream 1 - non lucid

I am at my friend's house (R) R tells me he just bought another cat, and I laugh because he already has 2 cats. It is a beautiful cat, with fur coloured like a leopard. I can instantly see why he had to have it. I tell him his house smells of catfood, and he gets a little offended although I didn't intend to be mean. His living room has only 3 walls, and where the other wall should be it opens up straight into the outside, and it is snowing out so all the snow is being walked into the house. It's beautiful, as it's dimly lit, maybe evening time. I am stroking his leopard cat, it seems to like it. I don't see his other cats anywhere. We are watching TV, and I decide to go and do something else, I put my coat on (a black, biker jacket) and as I walk out I see the room next to us is filled with older people (40's / 50's) and although I can't see them all (maybe 4 or 5 of them?) I see the nearest to me is a nice looking lady, well presented, a bit motherly. She is smiling happily and enjoying the TV they are all watching. I decide it is best not to disturb them as she looks so content. I try to be quiet. A woman with a clipboard comes in, looking a bit annoyed. She starts telling me to turn the TV off as I am annoying my neighbours because it is so loud, she is kind of rude so I snap back at her, telling her I have turned it off ages ago so she must be mistaken. She starts to argue but I dismiss her and walk out, a little annoyed.

Dream 2 - non lucid

I am starting my own business and looking through designs for my shop. The business is centered around lucid dreaming, but it looks like I am designing some sort of cafe with a dreaming theme.

Dream 3 - non lucid

I am shopping with my mum, in America. We are shopping in a big mall type thing, which is so big we have to drive to other parts of it. ***I HAVE VISITED THIS MALL IN ANOTHER DREAM YEARS AGO I am sure of it!!!!*** On our way into the first shop, there are small pens containing animals for sale, kids are playing with the animals, I look in and they are ferrets, crossed with little dogs. One pen is ferrets crossed with dashunds, and they look happy and calm, very pretty. The next pen is ferrets crossed with Jack Russels, they are a lot more fiesty and some roll around play fighting each other. I want one but know I can't have one. We enter the first shop, and my mum is looking for a shirt for my dad. We look through shirts that are shiny, colourful material, with badges or flowers on the breast. They give me an Indian Sari feel to them, but we know my dad would never wear anything like that. Mum finds some clothes (a shirt and jacket - plain black and white) for herself, she tries them on and they look great, so she decides to buy them. She doesn't find anything for my dad. I find some cool Pokemon badges that are only 99p. I choose a Pikachu and Raichu, my mum starts telling me I'm too old to be interested in them, but then gives up. When we go to pay, there is no cashier, so we just walk out. We get in the car to go to the next set of shops, and my mum says she will return to pay later. I tell her don't bother, it's their fault they had no-one to take the money, but she insists we will go back. In the end, we return to the shop to pay.

Dream 4 - non lucid

I am in a bathroom, or very small room with an extremely attractive young man. He is fair haired, and has piercing blue eyes. We are making out, and he asks me if I want to have sex, I say yes. We start touching each other up, while kissing and undress each other while still stood up. Suddenly my mum walks in and disturbs us, I am really pissed, but I am nice to my mum who is just asking me a stupid question. She leaves, and we start making out again, this time a little more desperately and I'm gagging for it. I wake up.

Dream 5 - non lucid - moments of lucidity.

I am at a festival, but I am alone. I decide to try and get backstage, and do this by jumping fences when no-one is looking, some guards (in suits with sunglasses on) spot me, but don't seem to do anything, I think they're on a break. I keep going, feeling mischievous and daring, and suddenly I think 'I am dreaming, so I can do whatever I want.' however I lose this lucidity as an older man stops me. He is maybe late 50s, mardy looking and a little out of shape. He might be tan coloured, or maybe indian? I can't remember. He tells me to follow him into a trailer for an exam. I don't really want to, but for some reason I feel I have no choice and follow him into the red, metal, old trailer. Inside there is nothing, and I know this is not authentic. He lays me down, saying he has to start the exam, but then starts touching my penis. I get annoyed, and try to stop him, but he insists, after a few more minutes of him trying and me resisting, I wake up.

Dream 6 - non lucid

My phone had run out of battery so I couldn't record the time, however the sun was shining through my curtains so it was pretty late, maybe 10.30, 11?

For some reason, someone I don't know, has decided that certain people (myself included) have to be put on a motorbike, given a gun and sent away. None of my friends are sent, just me so I wave goodbye sadly to them. On our bikes, the ones of us that have been chosen drive in a line through a door, and into a big hall. In here, we have to ride around, pull wheelies and shoot each other, until the time is up. Those who survive go on to the next round (a bit like battle royal) and those who die....die. I survive with ease, and the next round is we have to get rid of all the food in our little plastic cups that we each have. The food is like party food, or buffet food. For me it is salt and vinegar chip-sticks. I have loads of them and worry I will not get rid of them. As the clock starts, my friends turn up to help me, I have the idea of eating them all to get rid of them, and my friends say this is crazy, but as I start eating they disappear (obviously) so they all start doing this. The time is ticking down and I still have a few left, so I sneakily pour some into the other contestant's cups. This works, and I win. Because I did so well, I am entered for free into a horse race, I find out my horse won, and get £20 reward. I first I think it is £20,000, but no, it's £20. A guy I fancy tells me he is hungry, I'm annoyed because we just ate all those chipsticks and he's still hungry? But as I fancy him I agree to spend my £20 on getting him some food. We go to a stall, (suddenly we're in a festival field, with food stalls lined up, but we don't seem to notice or think it's weird) he browses the menu then gets 'Steak chips' This is like chips, all connected together, dipped in steak juice, with melted cheese on top. It looks amazing and I want some, but he doesn't share. This annoys me too! But because I fancy him... I let it slide. He wants to heat it up, he's starting to become a real pain, but I take him to a microwave to heat it up, he starts complaining that he can't figure it out, and I get angry and decide to do it for him. He wants to put 30 minutes on the microwave, but can't do it, I type 30 in, and it puts on an hour. He starts shouting that it is wrong, but I tell him harshly that he should just stop it after 30 minutes, and that will do. Some polish girl behind me in the queue for the microwave starts complaining that we are taking too long, and tries to reach over to cook her own food. Already pissed off, I shout at her and slap her hand away. She goes quiet but mumbles something under her breath. A man does the same further down the queue and I think of confronting him, but I'm not sure exactly what he said. Me and they guy I'm with decide to leave this place as I'm getting angry. So we get a taxi and go to a shopping centre. We pass my old college on the way, and I point it out but the guy is not interested. I start to think he's a dick and no longer fancy him. We get to the shopping centre and most, if not all the shops are shut. Now the guy complains again, saying there's no point in being here if the shops are shut. I can see lots of people sat around drinking outside the shops on tables, and suggest we go join them and just have fun, but he is having none of it. The driver asks us if we are ok, and neither of us reply as we are both in a mood. The guy I'm with tells the driver, that clearly we are not ok, and the driver says he will take us someplace else. The guy then complains that he can't afford the fayre after already being brought out here, and the taxi driver says he can just pay it when he has the money, like an IOU. This seems to work, and we drive away. I remember the taxi driver had a geordie accent, and so I concluded we must be on holiday in Newcastle.

Dream 7 - non lucid dream fragment

I am t with a bunch of friends, we are deciding what to watch on tv. One guy suggests this certain channel, because it has The Big Bang theory on 3 times, with another program on in between each BBT. I agree with him, as I like BBT. Everyone else is indifferent.


***NOTEWORTHY***
My friend R has 2 cats, but his house doesn't smell of catfood
I like Pokemon, and probably would have bought those badges in RL
I had a conversation about ferrets making good pets during the day
I recently bet on a horse, I also drive a motorbike, I've never shot a gun though!
I love chipsticks.

First some side notes: I attempted to WILD last night but I thought I heard my phone vibrate and I was like "Oh, a text message".. it sounded just like it but it wasn't even my phone. It's driving me crazy that I checked my phone. I decided to go back to bed and try later in the morning because I had not slept yet. Ok, I know it works better when we have already slept for some time.. but darn.. I should of figured it was the auditory hypnagogia and just continued with it. I never got that far before. (I say that because I never heard so many sounds. I did hear other sounds to by the way.) I planned to do FILD, but I set my alarm clock to go off during 2 different times of the night and I set it incorrectly so it didn't go off either time. (Mom would have heard it if it did!)

Last night I had two dream fragments, both non-lucid.

The first was this:
I was in the kitchen by the toaster. There were two bags of granola. I was thinking "I guess Dad bought these two bags while we were down in Amish Country." My dad was next to me and I asked him if I could use the granola as/for cereal. He said I could. I don't know what happened next, but logical speaking I would have took the milk out and a bowl because I like to eat that type of cereal.

The second:

I was reading about recovering HDs on Wikipedia. I remember reading that it is possible to recover 40GB hard drives. Anything larger that than that (such as 160GB HD like they stated) has almost no chance of being recovered in the case of drive failure. I didn't like hearing that...

On a side note, my hard drive had a mechanical failure over a month ago and it is larger than 40 or 160GB by far and I still need to take it in to recover the data. For the past two or three days, I have been reading all about hard drives on Wikipedia and a few other sites.

The dream begins with me and someone else walking in a vegetated area. There are lots of greens and yellows. Both of us have machine guns. As we walk I notice something is wrong with my gun. But whatever it was I fix it. My gun is now ready to shoot. We now sneak past a tree house. From it we hear voices, possibly a man and a woman’s. We move on. We are now at a pool. It is very, very busy there. There are people everywhere. The two of us had a mission to complete. But even in the dream, the mission wasn’t apparent. As we walk, I hide the gun against my side. We need to continue through the area without getting caught. But it seems people have already seen the guns. (Mine is an MP5 with a camera lens as the sight. At some point in the dream I look through it and aim at someone and try out its zoom) More attention is directed at the guns. By now we are found out. Panic strikes the people around us. Two men walk up to us and tell us to put our guns down. I look at my partner. I want to see what he will do first before I act. The two men keep telling us to drop the guns. I do as told. I set down the gun. Now the gun and my partner are gone. I am glad to see that I am not in any sort of trouble at all. Now I walk around for fun. I see Loauy. I run up to him and say hey. He greets me back. I move on throughout the pool area. I see a point in the pool where the two sides of it are really close together. I jump across it easily. Now many of my friends are there. They are having a party sort of thing. I see Donia. I also see a table of food. I go to the table of food. I get a plate of something soaked in chocolate. I walk to where Donia and her friend are sitting. As I walk, they get up and go somewhere else. I am a bit disappointed. I sit down and eat. Now I am in a room. It is the same party. But I seamlessly moved to a new location. I sit at the back of the room on a stool booth thing. The room is filled with people. Among them is Mr. Sidky (my S.S. teacher) and he is talking a lot. He seems really happy for some reason. He begins to talk to us about weed or some sort of drug. He says we need to try it and stuff. I start to wonder why a teacher like him would say stuff like that. He keeps on talking. His words h=get more and more crazy. People around the room listen to him intently. A few others and I conclude that he is high. Then he snaps out of it and says he was just joking and that we was just messin’ with us. He leaves the room. I am still sitting there watching the party. Then there is a girl next to me. She is wearing black and purple. She is very attractive. She looks at me and says, “Could you pick me up and dance with me?” She wanted me to pick her up in my arms, take her to the middle of the room, and dance with her. I would have loved to, but I didn’t want to whith all the people around. So I told her “Im sorry but I don’t dance” I said a few more things about how dancing is not my thing. She seemed fine with it though. We continued to talk about other things though. What we spoke about, I cannot remember. I was enjoying my time with her. She was hot. Now without me or her getting up or moving the scene changed. We remained in our positions and instead of a bar looking room that we were in before, were sitting on the top bleacher at my schools gym. There are still people everywhere. The girl next to me pulls out her phone and starts playing Asking Alexandria. We both enjoy the song. Then it is time to leave the gym for some reason. Now at the bottom of the bleachers, I look for the girl I was sitting with. I look at the crowd of people near the door. I can hear a breakdown and screams from a song coming from the crowd. I know she must be somewhere in the crowd since she is the only one around here with that type of music. I like the song that is playing. I think it strange that no one is bothered by it though. Now I am thrown somewhere in the school. I need to get to English class. Problem is I’m lost. I spend the longest time walking around the school looking for my class. The school (in my dream) was huge. The hallways were extremely wide and there were many floors. So many I lost track of which one I was on. Eventually I make it to the basement. I think of how much trouble I’m going to be in. I probably missed half the lesson already. I couldn’t hear any bells where I was. So I considered the possibility that English was already over. Now in the basement I walk around looking at all the machinery down there. I jump across catwalks trying to find stairs that lead out of the basement. During my search I find a basket of free sweets. There is a large assortment of traditional Egyptian sweets. None I like though. I do manage to find a few things I might like. I take them. I don’t plan on eating any soon though. I am about to continue my search for my English class when I notice Cinnamon rolls in the basket. I must have all of them. But I don’t want to be seen the people responsible for maintenance in the basement when doing this. I feel bad that I’m taking all the good stuff. But I say screw it and take them in a bag. Now I meet one of the guys who works in the basement. I sort of hint that I am lost. He says he’ll come with me. The dream ends.

1. I was at work, and one of my patients was having problems and had come in for some testing. He was first in line which a lot of people behind him. In the meantime, I was running the test on Dr. D. C, an echo tech, had another patient on the table next to Dr. D, and she was showing me how to hook someone up. It was similar to doing an EKG but more complicated with extra leads. I had to attach both an orange lead and a blue lead at each location. The blue leads were shaped like monkeys. Part of the test was to see if the patient developed a certain taste in his mouth.

2. My husband was leaving for work and taking the minivan, which was parked across the street. I had to take the kids somewhere, but I hadn't driven in awhile and had to find where I had parked the other car. [This situation should have tipped me off since we always keep the cars in the garage & I drive daily] I thought I saw the car parked down the street so I sent the kids to check it out. While they did that, I went inside to grab a snack. I looked in my nightstand, but it mainly contained food I don't like: packaged cookies, canned asparagus and tubes of herb paste. I found one tiny packet of airplane peanuts. My bedroom looked right but the house itself was a small bungelow unlike any place I have lived. The neighborhood had small older homes with no garages. Then my coworker, L, and her husband gave me a ride in their van. We talked about sleeping in the back of the van. They had a mattress back there because L's husband works out of town and travels back & forth a lot.

3. My husband, T, Mom & I were in Toronto staying at a nice hotel. We were in the lobby and I saw someone that I had met at an investigator mtg last year in Montreal. He was standing by the pool table talking about how much he likes to travel on business, but he had mixed feelings about his next trip since he always drinks too much. So of course we all hung out at the bar and I introduced him to T & Mom. He said that we should all come back to Toronto in a few months and meet him there, and Mom said she was already planning another Toronto trip anyway.

I had the ability to travel back and forth in time and I was in a medieval time period. I was with a group of stage performers and we were practicing acrobatic tricks with dynamic rope like bungie cords. Some of these performers had traveled to the present with me, and they were all fans of Diet Mountain Dew. Even within the dream I thought that it was hilarious that I would sneak back (forward?) into the present to run to a convenience store and bring back soda. One of the DCs said that it tasted like orange juice with chocolate in it so we argued about that. I also thought about how I preferred the medieval time period even though it lacked modern conveniences like running water. The people were dressed in orange and brown and the mountain dew bottle was bright green, so I know that this dream was in color.

The medieval dream was immediately followed by some sort of end-of-the-world scenario in which I was with my Mom and Dad. There was a suggestion that I could time travel in this dream as well. We somehow knew or suspected a major attack or a natural disaster. There was a lot of cheese in the freezer and I was annoyed that we had bought so much because I wasn't sure that it would stay good. I wanted to buy refried beans in a pop-top container that wouldn't require a can opener. I think this was in case I went back to medieval times. I ran some errands and came back with a martini. This irritated Mom. [in retrospect it was probably because I didn't bring her one as well]

In an unrelated dream which occured earlier in the night, there was some sort of reunion with my sorority sisters. I was trying to get ready to go out, but the other girls kept moving the clothes around. We were all putting our clothes together on these large racks. [in my sorority house we had large closets for our formal gowns - I think this is where this came from] Everyone else was ready and hanging out on the back porch having a good time and I couldn't find my clothes to get dressed! This is a typical anxiety dream for me. I wasn't anxious about being naked or in my underwear; I was anxious about trying to do something or go somewhere and not being able to complete the task.

I had several other dreams that I just remember images from. Something about going to the top of a skyscraper was one of them. No nightmares. If I had written in my journal in the middle of the night I would have captured more.

This dream ranks among the most detailed dreams I've had, especially the lucid moments playing with the water. I've left out plenty of descriptive details that I just don't have enough time for, but I've tried to preserve the scenes and imagery. The color blue is still pervasive. This is a long dream.

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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The scene takes place in the house I grew up in, a houselocated atop a tree-covered ridge with a row of back windows that face west. Iloved that house and especially that yard, but in this dream the house issuddenly located in Canada. I’ve never actually been to Canada but it must haveseemed like a good place to be for a dream.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]A storm is coming, a sight not unusual for west-facingwindows, but this one is particularly large. The winds of the storm areswirling like a hurricane, or perhaps oversized tornado, and have a blue tintto many of the swirls. I connect this to ice and a severe storm, as well asthoughts of being in Canada. Despite this some part of me knows this storm isimpossible, whether I’m in Canada or not.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]Something tells me that I need to be on the lookout for apair of kids with broken arms, injuries recently sustained while escaping thestorm possibly. I don’t remember a phone call or message but somehow I justknow. As I think about them the stormsuddenly throws out several bolts of lightning indicating it is close enough toreally be a potential threat very soon.[/SIZE][/FONT]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I suddenly turn to the room I’m in, occupied by a couple ofother people, and say, “Why haven’t we taken the kids to the hospital yet?!” [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I walk from the room and outside to the car, a cross betweenmy SUV, a car, and some kind of large toy. Driving the vehicle is an actualchallenge as it seems to be solely operated by the steering wheel. I swerve allover the road and as I reach the end of the block I’m lucky to make the turnwithout crashing into the rock wall that lines the outer edge of one person’sproperty. What’s especially weird is that I’m I Canada yet my childhoodneighborhood is perfectly preserved in my mind, right down to the dust on theroad at the corner.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The lighting of the scene is that of early morning, and Idecide it must be six A.M. I’m approaching an intersection with a cross-streetand I have to stop, though my vehicle is very slow to respond. Ahead of meseveral children are approaching the intersection from the side and one is evencrossing with his bike right in front of me, prompting me to slam on the brake.The car slows with a frightening lag and I become scared I’m going to hit theyoung boy on his way to the bus stop, but as the motion ceases I get mad andwonder why in hell he would be going to school at six in the morning.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]On the cross-street a grey cube-car, initially headedtowards the same intersection, abruptly turns around and heads back the way itcame. This seems suspicious to me, and I turn to follow it. I have to stopshort as the car is moving at a very slow speed, and my suspicions disappear asmy displeasure with their speed rises. I have kids to get to the hospital afterall.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]In front of the slow cube-car is another vehicle goingequally slow, and I can’t wait any longer. I zoom around both cars as weapproach a bend in the road, and as I am about to move back over into the laneI am brought face-to-face with an oncoming car. I swerve violently and my carmoves out of the way of the approaching vehicle, but I overcompensate andswerve back across the road after they pass. This time luck has deserted me andI crash into the curb, running into the grass of a house I visited as a teen.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]After standing there with my hands on my hips for a fewminutes just staring at the wrecked car I decide to head back to the hotel. Iskip over the return trip and find myself already experiencing the luxury ofthe hotel I’m booked in for a conference I’m attending, and still in Canada. Myfriends are waiting on me.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]In the hotel room the atmosphere is quite sedate compared tomy earlier location. The room is spacious, with white walls and curtains andseems large enough for a dozen people or more to share. I seem to be on somekind of tour, and I’ve been led into the spacious and relaxing bathroom. Awoman is taking a bath but she gets up as we enter, allowing me to see the trueluxury of this hotel.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The bath itself is situated like a mountain stream. Thebather sits in a slanted trough with a rest at their back containing the watercontrols. Their body below mid-thigh rests on a slope with polished river rocksforming the bottom of the tub, the water diffusing down through the rockssomewhere near the end of the tub instead of a traditional drain. The rate ofthe water going out of the tub is the same as the water coming in, and thisallows the water to fill the tub and seem to remain still without appearinglike it is in constant motion.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I bring my face closer to the water surface and the termartesian well enters my mind. This is the true luxury of this hotel, wellbeyond any of the other amenities, and I can’t wait to bathe in it. The view ofthe water brings me to lucidity and I spend the next several minutes simplystaring at the water and the rocks below, watching light shimmer and reflectalong the bottom of the tub. Few sights have ever brought me as much pleasureas watching a flowing stream, something I associate with the Pisces in me. Idip my hands in the water and watch as the ripples trail from my fingers, adazzle of light that is truly captivating. The water was warm when I enteredthe room but as I play in it the water becomes cool and clear, just the way Iwant it.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The room is open to the west, and oddly I never see anyglass. The sun is low in the western sky and the pretty colors are starting tocome out, something you can only truly appreciate from a high vantage pointlike the hill this hotel sits on. It’s this view that puts the finishing touchon the luxury of this bathroom.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I stand and walk back into the main part of the hotel room.I see a couple of my friends but something is nagging at the back of my mind.With a puzzled look on my face I say, “Where are those kids?” No one sitting inthe room seems to know but they start getting up to look for them as thoughthey were lost keys hidden in the room. I turn to the curtains behind me andpart them, revealing a sliding glass door which leads to an interior patio usedfor seating and watching the outside without having to experience the heat orcold. Here I find the boys, lying on sleeping bags, and apparently their brokenarms have been taken care of with casts, though they still look severelyinjured.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Some movement catches my eye in the darkened room and as myfocus adjusts I see a pair of raccoons has invaded the room through the openexternal patio door. They appear to be digging for snacks the boys have left aroundin the room, the remainders of a night of recovery from their injuries. Myentrance has startled them, and a third raccoon on the external patio isalready scurrying away.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The raccoons run through the open door and I give chase.From the patio-deck they jump onto a low roof and around the corner of thehotel. It appears dark outside but as I come around the corner I see it is justa deep shadow created by the setting sun. The trio of raccoons has become afamily, and they scurry along the roof to the edge of the building where theyjump to an outcropping of rock. Limestone hills surround the hotel and leadtowards a small meadow at the edge of the property. The raccoons run throughthis meadow and jump off a cliff to some nearby trees. It looks dangerous and Iwonder if they sustain injury doing this, but they seem to reach the bottomjust fine. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]My attention turns to the view of the sunset, fading colorslike fire dying in the sky. It’s a beautiful scene, and I wish I could linger,but I really need to get back to the hotel room, and in particular I need toget off the roof before it gets dark. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Climbing out onto the roof had been easy, a mere walk/runonto the gently sloped surface. Going back was not so smooth. I watched myfriend who I don’t remember being on the roof at all climb from the level I’mstanding on to a higher level that leads back to the room. The other roof isabout five feet above where I am and I don’t feel confident that I can make it,especially with the spiny cactus that has slid into place right in my path. Iknow I’m going to have to hold onto this cactus to get up but the tiny spinesare too difficult to grab onto comfortably, and I give up. I decide the bestcourse of action is to jump down to the ground floor below.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I land in the back of the building, a parking lot/loadingarea for the hotel’s restaurant. Immediately a Greek man walks up to me andasks me if I want to order breakfast. I feel a little surprised at hisforwardness, having never ordered breakfast from the loading area before. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Well, I am hungry…” [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Before I have even had a chance to talk about what I wouldlike to eat the man is calling out to someone to prepare another breakfast itemfor me. I have to hastily stop him before he can complete the sentence.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Hold on. I don’t even know if I’m going to like what it is.”[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]He leads me further into the kitchen loading area where foodis stacked on high wheeled carts and shelves. His breakfast offering islikewise filling shelves on a cart, and it looks a little greener than Iusually care for in a breakfast item. The appearance is something like a smalltomato cake with jalapeno seeds and cabbage, a description that defiesimagination but seems to be very Greek in appearance. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Can I try it?”[/FONT][/SIZE]
[FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]He won’t give me a whole one to try but instead hands me asmall piece of the green leafy substance that surrounds the outer part of the Greekcake wheel. It’s bitter and creamy for aleaf, an unusual combination that he seems enthralled with but I just don’tcare for it. I thank him and walk back to the room, still hungry but happy Ididn’t let him push his odd food on me.[/SIZE][/FONT]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]In the room I sit down on the bed. My friends have left theroom to enjoy the night, and I’m alone with only the glow of a couple lamps tokeep me company. A few feet away a fax machine sits on a small table and it isspewing out a rather long document. I assume it’s printing out a message fromDream Views and I ignore it at first, walking over to sit at the nearby writingtable to do a little work. When I look again at the fax a moment later Irealize it’s printing out my entire address book of contacts, including privateinformation that I have notated with each name. I can only presume this wasgenerated by a computer error and I feel glad I was in the room when thishappened. If I had been out enjoying myself still I would have missed the printand sensitive information would have fallen into the wrong hands. I’m onlystaying in the hotel for one night and if this had occurred the next nightanother guest would have found this treasure-trove of a document.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I continue writing at the desk for a minute or two and whenI’m finished I sit back down on the bed. Since no one is around this seems likea good time to touch myself, and I slip down my shorts to my ankles. It doesn’ttake me long to get lost in the activity.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I’ve had my eyes closed while I enjoy myself, ignoring mysurroundings, but when I open my eyes I see that the deckchairs outside thewindow which I presumed were unoccupied actually had people lying on them. Ihad not been able to see the people because the backs of the chairs faced thewindow, and now I’m sitting here on the bed touching myself and completelyvisible. Even worse, one of the people is standing and I recognize him.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Aagghh!!”[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I utter a small scream and duck down behind the bed. In fullview of me and my self-pleasure is the hotel manager, standing next to one ofthe deck chairs and talking to a woman. He is dressed casually, a whitebutton-down loosely flowing in the breeze over a wife-beater t-shirt. He’s abalding man, likely in his fifties, with beady eyes and glasses that tend topeer down over his slight belly. The woman with him is clearly not his wife.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I’m doing my best to become invisible behind the bed, evengoing so far as to hold up a small towel over my face. My legs seem to besticking out past the end of the bed and I can’t pull them up any closer. Ipeek out from behind my rag as one of the staff members comes up to the man andtalks with him in a hurried manner. I’m pretty sure the man has seen me,judging by the look on his face and his continuous peeking in my direction. Ican’t tell what they’re actually saying but it is enough to draw the manageraway from his date. I feel that he told the staff member that he saw me and he’sunhappy about it, while the staff member probably said if he knows what’s goodfor him he’ll forget he saw me because I could expose him and his mistress tohis wife.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Whatever is said the man leaves without confronting me and Ican finally get up. My friends are sitting nearby on different beds and two ofthem are laughing at me and the situation, knowing I almost got caught twice.Thankfully I have escaped the uncomfortable events and all seems well.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]And then I wake up.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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DJ Log: April 14, 2012 – 8:00AM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

I am walking up to a large deli counter. There are about 8 order stations and a menu is posted on the far left side. Just beyond the order counter, I can see into the back where the food is being prepared. In the dining area, there are several wooden picnic tables covered with red and white checkered table cloths.

I walk up to the far right line and there is a tall, dark-haired guy taking the person's order in front of me. As soon as I get in line, a tall long-hair blonde comes up to the next order station and asks if he can help me. I move over to that station and look at the menu board for a moment. As I'm trying to decide what I want, a guy sitting at one of the tables behind me starts rambling about nonsense.

After having (or remembering) four dreams that night, I thought I could take advantage of the following, longer REM periods and try out the WILD technique. But eventually I got scared by the thought of sleep paralysis and directed my thoughts to something else – the film “The Avengers” – to calm down. And this affected my next dream.

#005 | Meeting Thor | In the city | Day | Long

“MOVE! Everyone, get out of my way!”
A loud voice brought me back from my daydream. I was sitting alone in a lively street café and just finishing my sundae, as Thor (or rather: Chris Hemsworth dressed as Thor and acting like him, too), passed by – looking rather displeased. A bunch of noisy people followed him, and they got more as the people from the café noticed this special guest, got excited or curious and approached him, too. Thor, being visibly annoyed by that and feeling very uncomfortable with the situation, pushed them out of his way harshly. For a second there, I smirked because I’ve had to admit I was slightly amused by that - but also very angry at this man for threatening these people so roughly. I stood up from my seat as Thor was coming near and at the moment he glared at me I gathered my courade to confront him.
“HEY!”
He stopped (as well as the crowd) and looked kind of puzzled for the source of this call. “I’m here.” I remarked. Thor gave me a confused look, followed by a displeased one. “What?! I don’t have time for your-“ - “You’re threatening these folks pretty gruffly.” You could hear some whispers in the crowd. I didn’t really know what to say and felt incredibly stupid, but I just had to do something. “What?” – “See… I get it, you’re some sort of celebrity, but that doesn’t give you the right of being rude.” He came near, and seeing his huge guise I tried to back away from him, but my curiosity held me fixed at the point I was standing. He lowered his voice. “Look, all I want is some peace and quiet. But now I can’t go anywhere… since even more people seem to recognize me every day.” He sounded frustrated. So he didn’t want any harm, he was just feeling uncomfortable, I thought. My precious little thing. I internally shook my head. Did I just call this enormous creature “my precious little thing”? Geez, being a fangirl and a normal person at the same time is hard. “Okay… I’ll count to three.” He didn’t seem to understand me. “One…” But I couldn’t explain it in front of the crowd. “Two…” He and the people looked tense, because no one knew what was going on with this weird girl starting to count loudly. “Three!”
I grabbed his hand and began to dash towards a sideway, which was located right next to the main street. The people must’ve thought we’re heading towards the latter and went that way as we escaped from them. After a short chase scene I stopped and waited quietly to see if anyone was still following us. No one did and I finally was able to relax, leaning on the wall and gasping for air. Thor seemed to be completely fine and asked me if I was okay. “Me? Yeah, I’m fine. I’m fine…” He smiled and thanked me. After catching my breath I asked him what he was doing here (on earth). He replied that he wanted to look after the humans and the earth, but eventually got caught up in a whirlwind of activity, since a lot of people started to recognize and pursue him. I chuckled and told him that it’s because of a new piece of art called movie which tells the people a bit of the story surrounding him and Loki, his brother. “People enjoy this piece of art and talk about it, so they recognize you right away and want to talk to you out of admiration, I think.” – “Ah, I see…” He looked somewhat gloomy. “You were right. I was really inconsiderate.” I snickered and told him that it’s alright, and that they’ve probably already forgiven him. Then I invited him to go for a stroll down a more tranquil road.

Aaand~ I forgot what happened after that, again. In my DJ notes I speak of “classmates who are standing on the pavement and making fun of Thor”, an “adventure”, “Thor cleaning his hands with my sleeves”, the number “105” and “me and [one of my best IRL friends] gaining a lot of EXP”. If I can eventually make out what happened, I will edit this DJ entry.

Oh! I just remembered another scene. My classmates thanked me, my clothes were quite dirty and one of my friends (whom I look up to) dragged me to the side and praised me. She told me I proved to be a really great person and that everyone should be proud of me for doing what I did.
That was, or still is, such a nice dream memory! (Especially since I don’t have a lot of self-confidence and this boosted it. Kind of.) Plus, it gave me an example for how dreams can affect the attitude and thoughts of a person positively.
(But now I really want to know what I've done...)

#004 | Yoghurt with Cereals | School | Day (Morning) | Medium

Okay, this one is a little bit stranger than usual.
I was sitting in religion class and while we were watching a film (I think it was “The Bucket List”?) I ate yoghurt with cereals and banana bits. Then my teacher came up to me and handed me a sheet of paper, which seemed to be the latest exam I’ve written. On top of the paper stood the verbal and written score I got in this subject. I got a 4 (D) for my test and a 5-6 (something like F) for my behaviour (…which is unusual, because I usually get A’s in both). There were additional notes on my behaviour which said that I would always sleep and not pay attention in class. (Wrong.) Oddly enough, this didn’t upset me at all and I took the sheet of paper as an underlay for my dish of yoghurt and continued eating. My teacher went out of the classroom, whereupon I stopped eating, leaving a rest of yoghurt, cereals and bananas in my bowl. I took out a bottle of fizzy water, opened it and started pouring it into my bowl. I examined the way the yoghurt, cereals and bananas interacted with the water. Then my teacher came back, revealing that he was hiding in the doorway to observe what his students would do if he went away. He stared at me and I stared back, wondering if it might’ve been a mistake pouring that water in the bowl, since I was supposed to watch the film. Then some other stuff happened, which I don’t quite remember… it had something to do with the teacher having a second job and therefore me meeting him at the station but other than that I really don’t remember anything.

First

I'm at dinner in a fancy large dining room. Someone suddenly attacks my farther with a knife and kills him. The attacker tries to kill me, too, but somehow fails, only leaving a small wound. I go take care of the wound. Someone who asks if I'm alright. I say it's just a small wound and that the assassin didn't seem to know where to aim. It is now apparent to me that someone stands to inherit a lot if they can get rid of me, too, and that they will try again. The assassin got away, but he was just some hired help anyway.

My friends don't seem very alarmed. They just tell me to relax and forget the whole thing. I need to go downstairs, apparently for evening snack. I take some long heavy object with me, don't remember what it was, and head down, to the dungeons. There are some people I dislike hanging around the stairs, sneering. I keep them away with the weapon. Downstairs there are again people who are appalled by my violent temperament and tell me to relax and enjoy the evening.

Second

A scout camp or a hike is ending, people are leaving. There is a person giving free massages to the tired people around. I'm not assertive enough to make it known, but my shoulders feel pretty horrible. There is always someone who gets there first and I don't get a massage.

From the night before

I'm with my boss in an office room. It's raining outside and he says something about biking in the rain. I say that I'm probably still gonna go to work today.

Later I'm running some large programs on a server. I check that it's going okay and go for a coffee break. When I get back, I look at them again. There is a short black down and everything reboots. Apparently doesn't cause any harm though.

I was back in my college days in my dormitory. It was Sy-Phi hall. That was pretty cool, some of the dream is vague but I'm going from my room to the food court. I'm walking down the side stairs, there was a set of stairs on the opposite side of the entrance room as well. The door opposite the entrance is the entry to the food court. I head in. As I'm wandering around with my tray gathering food, I notice it is much larger than in real life, like 10 times bigger. Most of it is unusually dark as well, the lighting isn't right. I hit three different food buffet areas, and my plate is piled high. I'm wondering how I'm going to eat this all. Now I'm looking for a place to sit, most of the tables are full, but I see many DCs who look familiar. I even see Ann walk past me, an old not-girlfriend. I keep wandering a bit, ending up in the back corner to the right where it seems a bit dark. I can't believe how many people are in here, but I grab an empty chair at a round table where there are only 3 DCs at. I ate about a third of the food on my plate, mainly the pasta and salad. They had some really good looking chocolate desserts there, and although I got one, I wanted to sample some more. I should have made a RC here because of the dark (and because of Ann), but failed. I did make a choice to lift my glasses, and found out why the room seemed so dark, I had sunglasses on!

A scene change interrupted my eating, although I was still walking around with my tray. The room disappeared and I was outside now, although some tables still lingered. Many displaced DCs were heading off somewhere now. I found another place to sit and was going to eat some more, but something was happening where I had to get up again. Leaving my tray there, I made my way over to gate in a fence. It had chains on it but they were loose and people could get through. This one gal caught my eye, she was pretty and had wide hips. I thought she wasn't going to be able to squeeze through the narrow gate, but she was able to.

Although I didn't go fully lucid, I grabed her and started stretching her hips so that they were even wider. I was manipulating the body of a DC in my dream. Her hips were over two feet wide now and I figured that was about as far as they could go. I had the feeling she liked what I was doing to her, even though I don't remember if she said anything to me yet. It felt sexual in nature, what I was doing to her by stretching her body. It felt natural to continue, so I put my hand down her pants and felt her up. At this time, I definately remember her moaning with pleasure.

All I can remember is something about spaghetti.

[This is my first dream journal entry here, hopefully i'll post it the right way ]
[Things in brackets like this will just be my thoughts on the dream, ect.]
[I'll also ONLY post LUCID DREAMS]

So today i tried a WBTB along with SSILD [which i tried for first time] and it was successful. After around 1 hours of sleep i got lucid randomly [DILD].
I was in our kitchen and i remember someone being close to me, but i couldn't see anyone. Since it was kind of dark in there, i thought it's time to get outside. Before going outside i noticed a bun on the desk and decided to try a little telekinesis on it, just to be sure i can Mass TK something later on [the whole challenge thing was in my head all along]. It was really easy to telekineses the bun and i smashed it into the window.

Then after that i walked up to the window and just passed through the glass, but for some reason when i noticed our neighbour taking care of her garden, i just fallen back inside our house. I went through the glass once again, thinking that it won't stop me. For sure it didn't, i got outside.
It was kinda sunny, but i felt like a storm is coming or something like that. I started with flying up in the air, then i sit down on our fence and looked around. [At this moment i forgot a small part of the dream sadly].
Then i noticed a random ugly old guy sitting in a small car near out fence and he was nude and was smiling weirdly at me... I was just about to go and throw his car away or something, but then suddenly it became night.

Since night is not so good and makes it easier to wake up, i decided to find a light source. I noticed a street lamp nearby, which was almost at the right place where it is in reality. I went under it and i was concentrating to create huge a vivid light and make day from night. During this attempt i accidenlty closed me eyes for a little longer, which caused me to wake up. But i got back to the dream easily and fast [my eyes didn't open completely and i just had to wait some seconds to open my dream eyes again].
I was at the same place again and now tried to control the light of the street lamp. It went where i wanted and lighted everything, then i tried to create daylight again, which halfway succeeded as it started to be sunrise slowly.

I decided to fly on, but just to the closest crossroads which is close to our house. While flying i wanted to practise more on my telekinesis, so i picked a tree out of the ground and thrown it away, althrough it wasn't the biggest tree, just a smaller one.
When i got to the crossroads i just standed in the middle of the road waiting for cars. I noticed some big pile of snow on the road and decided to create a firestorm on it to melt it... i heard the sound of the firestorm, but it didn't appear for some reason...
After this the dream started to fall apart harder, so i rubbed my hands together to stabilize it, it worked well. [it was my first hand rubbing stabilization, i used a different method before].
It didn't take long for some cars to come to me. I wanted to use my super strenght now, so i took one of the cars and smashed it onto another with one hand, they got crumbled up well. I thought to myself that this goes easily so i want more challenge. I thought about a truck, which then appeared behind me. I took the truck with two hands and smashed it as well, which caused a kinda big mess on the street. Then i wasn't really okay with it and wanted a truck that has oil or fuel in it. TWO of them appeared immediately, one of them was already threatening me because it was sliding towards me with full speed... It's not a problem, i thought... nothing can hurt me, so come on big guy
Just as the truck hit me, it fallen into 2 parts and the oil/fuel all spread on the street. Now was the time to get the other one. I picked it up and smashed it on the oil/fuel [really don't know which one was it] and it caused a HUGE explosion, which i was standing in the middle of. I thought to myself that i caused kind of a big trouble for the neighbourhood now, haha.

Then while the flames were still going on, i decided to fly on and for some reason i had a thought that "I was just about to check the time" and got a feeling that i need to fly down one of the roads because of it... While thinking this a clock suddenly flashed in front of me like a vision, which said 10:58 as the current time.

[After this i woke up, but i couldn't get back to the dream again... When i woke up the time was 8:05 in reality].
[I went back around 3-4 times to the dream the same way as i written once up above, the dream wasn't that stabil now for some reason].
[I also used the hand rubbing stabilization one more time, but it didn't work this time].

April 19, 12. 10:30pm-4:47am

In my dream, Robert and I were hanging out with Tamera. Robert was driving, Tamera was in passenger and I was in the back looking out the window. We went to have breakfast, I didn't eat. I was in a bad mood and i'd lost my appetite. Then we drove thought the malls parking lot, ohh man, I could smell the food, I'm starving by this time, but i'm not going to eat, whats the point. I don't know where we went after that, but we got to watch videos. Problem is everything on the videos turned into food! my stomach hurt so bad I was sick. I finally woke up.-End Dream-

Thoughts-

I didn't eat much yesterday and I didn't eat dinner. I have been so stressed about work and school, and when I get home Robert is so involved in what hes doing that I don't exist. Funny how feelings come out in dreams.