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Hypnagogic Sunday afternoon nap, I don't remember what time I woke up or fell asleep.

Basically, I walked into some sort of city council museum type of building. The interior was made out of large sand coloured stone bricks, but not necessarily in a brutalist architecture type of way, more like those museum interiors. Kinda like the backrooms, but in larger rooms made out of stone.
As I was walking through the hallway, I walked past an indoor playground which had no children playing. I then walked up this stairway, a black woman wearing a light salmon-crimson coloured tracksuit caught up to me and walked up the big stairway. The weird part was that the stairs just led up to the ceiling, like it ended into the ceiling you couldn't go up. The woman in front me had walked up the stairs, and when I looked away she was suddenly on the ground again besides the stairs. As if she jumped off or simply walked through them.

At this point it clicked for me: I was dreaming! I quickly remembered this hand movement that the YouTuber IamLucid always does to check if he's dreaming and my hand went through my other hand!
Using this rare opportunity of being aware that I was, in fact, dreaming but had not yet awaken I finally tried use this opportunity to explore the dream world. I'm pretty sure this isn't officially a lucid dream, but I was definitely concious.

This is kinda cringe, but when I was younger, I had this imaginary friend called Elise. Now that I was able to control my dream, I tried to use this opportunity to get in touch with her and meet her physically.
I walked back to the entrance of the "museum" and there she was! For whatever reason she was taller than me, but it was her! She walked to the washing line that was hanging behind her on the entrance and I even saw people walking by in the street outside. She grabbed a white bedsheet and wrapped it around me, then hugged me from behind before pressing me against the floor. Feeling her apply pressure to my head and back as she pressed me deeper into the floor I could physically feel the floor against my face as welll as her body against my back. I then slowly felt myself waking up.

I refused to wake up, though which led me to keep my eyes closed in the same position hoping I could return to dreaming, it didn't work unfortunately.
Just laid there for maybe ten minutes just visualising dreamlike images but I was too awake to dream again.

Funny thing was that when I was pressed into the ground lying on my stomach, I woke up in the exact position, but lying on my back.

It was nice to experience, though.

I had RLS really bad last night. When I finally fell asleep, I had weird dreams.

I dreamed there were panthers crawling around on giant mountains of gold in the sky, and some guy was trying to transition the world to the next dimension, and 2 women were trying to stop him, and they did, but they angered these goddesses who were actually fractals.

Then I dreamed I was a 6 year old Japanese girl's imaginary friend. Little girl tries to summon a cool best friend and instead gets a grumpy middle aged white lady. She had a rep for being bad at schoolwork, and thet couldn't figure out why her english was so damn good.

Then I dreamed about a little kid who could control time using a potato chip bag. She also had a rubber toy egg that she would periodically try to eat, saying it was her favorite egg... Mom would tell her no.

So today I was feeling kind of transparent, so I took a REALLY long nap and had a really long crazy dream.

I woke up in my room, and for a minute flipped the switch in my head that I was dreaming. I saw my dream self-shift up from my waking body and settle into the dream scenario and within this amount of time I went from aware I was dreaming to red alert. It was very strange. I totally changed.

I got up, looked around for a bit, it was dim in my room and I could make up lumps of random stuff in the room. When I got up my body didn’t get up with me, it was like I was too ‘sore’ to get up so instead of my physical body within the dream walking around only my vision moved around as if I was watching someone and not actually playing a part in the dream. I was aware of this and didn’t like the idea that I was being shut-off.

As I tried to get up I tried and it was almost like gravity was too heavy and pulled me down to the ground.
Then a different scenario popped up. The slumlord was home and he was complaining on the phone to someone about a pirating incident and that there might be some sort of tracking device in the neighborhood. I kind of said “okay…” to myself like it wasn’t weird but it was.

I couldn’t find my mom anywhere. In waking life she was still at work but in the dream the slumlord said she was missing and didn’t seem to give a damn, he was too worried about there being ways to find more ‘movies for free’ and continued to walk around the house in a frenzy, it was really annoying.

I looked sat down on the couch and realized there was a movie with my dogs in it playing except it as like someone edited the video footage and put their creativity into producing a movie about my dogs, which is ironic because in waking life my baby coco died from a bladder stone and this footage was kind of like a gift from my subconscious about remembrance as it reminded me of family home videos I used to watch a lot when I was younger, except it was staring my dogs. I remember in the video one of my dogs was barking at something and then for some odd reason there was pixie dust remnants around the dog, which was one of the edits.


So I got up and checked my phone and realized that all my contacts where replaced with strange names or unrecognizable characters. One of my contacts that I needed, my mom, was listed under some strange name that I can’t remember. I tried calling the number then realized that I got a text from the number when calling, it said something like “I’m over at…..house, not coming back EVER” I took this as if the person, my mom, was serious. I closed my phone while staring at some bizarre photos that reminded me of porn but all blurred out and thought how they could on my phone, apparently one of my unknown contacts was sending me perverted crap. (I have a flip phone that is definitely not 4g or photo compatible) I then went around the room wondering what to do. My imaginary friend in the dream who is also a spirit ghost asked me what I was going to do about this as if there was a reasonable answer. I just shrugged and then I heard some strange noises outside my window. I looked out the window and saw a car pass, nothing unusual. I then saw my imaginary ghost friend pull out an ipad device and show me something strange on the United States map on a very strange map? I then asked “what is that, I app where they tell you about zombie outbreaks?” I said jokingly and then I woke up while still annoyed that the slumlord was truly deserving of his name.

My school was doing this field trip where we went out to meet all of these people who were unemployed. We had this sheet with a list of questions to ask them about what they thought of the government and what not because they were unemployed. The activity was somehow related to what we are learning about now in history; the great depression.
When we got to the place we were supposed to be meeting them, it turned out to be a woodland. All of the people we were supposed to be interviewing were sitting on logs and stuff.
I started to look around for who I was supposed to be interviewing and I realized that I had lost my list of questions.
I went to the teacher and instead he gave me a piece of blank notebook paper because he said he was out of the lists. The teacher told me to just ask whatever questions I wanted and we'd worry about the rest later.
I found the person I was supposed to be talking to sitting on a tree. A young man with black hair. After I asked him about two questions, I just sat down next to him and we just started talking openly about our lives.

I was walking through school. I'm pretty sure it was the end of the day on Friday, but all of my friends were absent. So I tried to visualize Manei was walking with me and that we were talking about lucid dreaming.
I just started to her talking to me. She just sort of looked like a ghost and didn't really have anything interesting to say. It did not seem fulfilling as talking to a "real" dream character.

Due to the fact that i haven't remembered any dreams lately i am going to reluctantly tell you my two embarrassing dream fragments. These between when i was 7 and when i was 10.

1. I am in a drawn landscape, as if drawn in crayon. I am completely nude and peeing into a lake. This ends up making me wet the bed.(this is in third person)

2. This is a few years later i am also in a drawn land scape riding my imaginary friend (it was a sort of green dinosaur with yellow polka dots and had only two legs). I was wearing only white briefs witch was confusing because i always wore boxers. I may or may not have been holding a sword in the air as if i was leading an army.(also seen in third person)