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Night 1:

#461 - WILD - 3:00AM

Because it took two hours to set things up, I was extra tired going to sleep at midnight. Or I thought I was, I was having a very uncomfortable time with the EEG net and was in and out of light sleep with long bouts of wakefulness. I realized part of my issue was not having the sound of a box fan to lull me to sleep so I spent a ton of time meditating.

I finally manage to watch dreamlets form until I hear a loud voice say, "I still remember the smell of her fried chicken." I was curious if the voice was talking about the lab technician, but then, I remember. I latch on to the feeling of being in the dream and try to move my arms. I feel mild vibrations and slight resistance as I sit up. I float up into darkness. I become excited and remember to give the left-right-left-right eye signals. I spend the next few moments in the void trying various things to get some traction. I have the sensation of physically opening my eyes and I see some light on part of the wall. I worry that this is the actual room (it wasn't) so I quickly close my eyes. My thoughts cause me to wake up.

Night 2:

#462 - WILD - 6:00AM

We got set up early and I lay down around 10PM. I felt much more comfortable and tired this time, but my dreams where hard to recall and I had no lucids to report. I decide to pretty much skip my 3:30AM WBTB and I wake about 4:22AM. I have to be disconnected so that I can use the restroom, so all of this woke me up enough that I spent what felt like most of the next hour being very awake. I used this time to meditate into the dream almost exactly like the night before but this time it gave the *indescribable feeling* like before and I have to roll to my left to make it pass.


Later, I come to some awareness and feeling of being in the bardo. I float up and quickly give the left-right-left-right signal, but I am not sure if I am actually in REM yet or not because it's all dark. I decided this time to go ahead and open eyes. It felt vivid and I was worried that it was my physical eyes. I was happy to see the room was well lit and very different then my actual location. I also note that when I focus on it, I can also feel my physical eye closed tight. I go ahead and give the eye signal once more for good measure.

I leave the room and find myself upstairs in my parents old house. I see my mom down stairs and glide to her. In a weird, Norman-Bates-tone I ask, "What are you doing mother?"
She doesn't say anything, but her body becomes gaunt and rotten. Her right arm is now missing with splintered bone protruding from the stub at her shoulder. She looks up at me hungrily with red rimmed eyes and dark circles under. She has a look of hunger as she stared at me with her head hung low. I am taken aback, but only slightly frightened. I decide not to accept this and dismiss it. No.

The scene resets and I am now standing with her in the Main Room. My mom has returned to normal, so I hug her to put emphasis on the restoration. I say something to her about all of this just being a dream and how everything is OK. I feel excited and overjoyed to be lucid and having completing my goal. I think of waking up, but I remember that I was supposed to stay in dream for a few minutes if I could. I am not sure of the time, but know it hasn't been long at all I turn to go out the back of the house, but all of this, thinking about waking up, actually wakes me up.

I was taking a trip with my mom and brother, and it was night outside. Mom was driving and she really sucked at it, and it was stressing me out. We went through this construction zone and there were those big cones that lined the way to go, but mom didn't follow them at all and took off her own way, hitting cones and all these small square cubes over the broken up areas of the road. There were also big concrete road blocks, and she almost hit a few and had to back up and keep driving. I was screaming at her to just stop being a dumbass and just follow the white truck ahead of us, since it was going along the right way. After that we were hungry so we stopped to get some candy and soda at some gas station. When I went inside, there was this hipster-looking girl with square glasses and bobbed hair... I think it actually might have been Akiko in glasses. She was making pizzas and I said I wanted one instead of candy so I got a pizza. She assumed I wanted just cheese and said "Oh thank god you don't want a whole bunch of extra stuff on it, it takes foreveerrrrr." But she was okay with putting pepperoni on it. I laughed and said "You're lucky my brother isn't in here then, he'd get everything on his. Onions and all that stuff..." Then she threw my pizza into a big microwave and gave it to me. Later we lost my brother and had to go driving around looking for him. It was still dark and I remember looking out over a desert area from the road, thinking that we'd never see him again.

So... I had about five episodes of sleep paralysis last night because I slept so horribly. I tried using each one to enter a lucid dream but mostly failed. The first one I was so heavy and it felt like I was trying to sit up in bed while being super sick. I looked down at my hands and my fingers were just all over the place, but I couldn't bring myself to get out of the bed, which sucked. I told myself I should've just tried floating out of bed... The second time I went lucid, I again looked at my hands but instead of my fingers being weird, my entire hand was blurry as hell. I was able to stand up and I backed up to the wall, trying to take in everything around me in an effort to stabilize. Again I couldn't move. But this time I remembered to float, and I was staring up at the ceiling, which stretched out super high now, and started floating upwards. I think I was trying to get my dumb ass to the hyperbolic time chamber, haha... but then I was pulled back into my own body. Fffffail. Why have my lucid dreams been so hard to control and stabilize this month? It must be all the stress from moving cross-country :\ I've noticed I have a lot of dreams involving driving lately, so yeah.

Cory and I went to some thrift stores to buy a gift for my brother. I think there was someone else there with us, but I can't make out who it was. We were browsing the books, and I'd found an old full length mirror I liked and was carrying it around with me. It was huge so when we got to the books I had to set it down so I could help browse. The friggin mirror wouldn't stay upright and kept falling over on me, so I got pissed at the thing and leaned it up against a bookcase that was filled with nothing but Dean Koontz novels. I laughed thinking that his books sucked so much people were falling over themselves to give them away to a thrift store. After I put the mirror down, I went over to a shelf that was filled with colouring books, and it seemed weird that you could buy used colouring books. I opened a few, but they were surprisingly uncoloured. There was a sudoku puzzle in one of them that had one number somebody had filled in. I guess they gave up pretty quickly? After that, I picked up a super old colouring book, that was so old the pages were browned. It had lots of pages of animals that looked like the cartoon animals in movies like An American Tail and such, and Cory walked over and saw it. He commented that it reminded him of the TV show Dallas, which made no sense whatsoever but in the dream it made perfect sense. In the end, I grabbed a big handful of them and said that would be one of my brother's gifts. A handful of colouring books... awesome gift, I guess? We got in the car, me in the passenger seat, and I put all the books in the dashboard slot where I usually kept my phone and iPod. The book on top caught my attention and weirded me out. It was a Lisa Frank book, all colourful and girlish like Lisa Frank books are apt to be, but... it was overly Christian. The title of it was something like "Christian children become one with God at the end!" and I was just like... WTF? I remember thinking that it was wrong, and that since God was loving, He'd let everyone in no matter their religion. Then I had this weird feeling of fear and realized I was kind of an asshole so maybe I'd never get to do that when I died. Then we drove off to the next thrift store to look for more gifts.

Mom was hanging out with me at the grocery store while I went shopping for food. The store was kind of neat looking, like the walls and floors were made of old wood, and the display cases were made of logs and sticks and stuff. It was very quaint Southern style. Mom was super excited to see me, and she just kept talking the whole time even though I was trying to concentrate on getting food... which required a boatload of concentration apparently. The whole time I was there, wheeling my cart through the aisles, I was incredibly stressed out over a situation involving a lack of money. I think I was afraid I couldn't afford the groceries? Weird. I was hoping mom would feel sorry for me and pay for them. We passed through the bakery aisle, which is where the bulk of the dream took place. There were so many delicious looking things there! I eventually picked out these red velvet whoopie pies and placed them in the cart. But they were so good looking that I just popped open the box and started eating them there in the store. And oh my gosh, THEY WERE THE BEST WHOOPIE PIES EVER. They were so soft that I just could not even. I just couldn't even, bro! But yeah, they were so soft that it was hard to pick them up, I'd grab one and it would break into four pieces and so I'd just eat that one piece. Somewhere along the way, I grabbed a food that I can't remember now, but it looked weird so I thought it had gone bad. There was a string hanging out of it, so I pulled on the string and it slowly came out. But it was super long! It kept coming and coming and we were both so amazed and grossed out by how long this string was. After it was out, it was all slimy and gross so I threw it on the ground.

I either woke up in this room or walked into it, but there were CSI guys wandering around everywhere and two bodies surrounded by police tape. When I walked in/woke up, friggin Sara Sidle from CSI came over to me and was annoyed that I hadn't gotten there earlier. Apparently I was part of the CSI team and didn't realize it, but then it hit me and I remembered that I was. We went to look at the bodies and she told me they'd just gotten married. Poor couple. So I was helping out, taking photos, dusting for prints, and such. At one point, Sara came up to me with what looked like a handheld mat cutter, minus the razor, and told me that they'd failed to get the prints off it, but it was the most important piece of evidence so she wanted me to take it to get retested. So I took it, but then I freaked out because I'd touched it without wearing gloves. I took it to the prints lab, which was Wendy who was the prints girl from the show. I was stuttering and embarrassed that I'd touched the evidence without gloves, and she was slightly annoyed but okay with it. She said she'd just rule out my prints.

I was hanging out at the Kame House (I think it was anyway, since some of the Z Fighters were there) and we were all anxious because something bad was going to happen. Like a bad guy was going to show up or something. I remember definitely Krillin, Master Roshi, and Piccolo were there. When night came, we all came to the consensus that Piccolo would stand watch, since he's always standing around staring off at nothing anyway. He was pretty disgruntled about it and wouldn't even speak, but he was okay with it. So we all went to sleep while he stood there. I think I was sleeping on either the floor or a futon, but we were all sleeping in the same room, and I had a super-comfy blanket and a calming skylight over me, and Piccolo would totally never steer us wrong so I felt pretty at ease. The next morning we woke up and whatever bad thing we thought would happen wound up happening (Ugh, I wish I could remember what the thing was...) and we were shocked as hell that Piccolo hadn't been able to stop it, or at least woken us up. What a dick.

Non-lucid
1-2:30PM nap
I'm out running errands with my mother and my sister. I have my dragon, Ryuu

in my arms. He seems to be asleep, he's completely limp in my arms with his eyes closed, but he's cold to the touch.
"Mom, what's wrong with him? Why isn't he moving?" I ask.
Mom doesn't respond, but parks the car at the pool and we all three go inside. Mom starts talking to a few people while I go near the waterslide. By the stairs near the waterslide is a little triangular machine in the water. I pick it up and look at it thoroughly, then put it back. Ryuu starts to move and is getting warmer, so I'm guessing he only had to warm up like cold-blooded creatures do.
"Mom, Ryuu's wiggling now!" I tell her, as she's saying good bye to another person.
Then, I wake up.

Non-lucid
I'm at my house, with a tiny man who was carved out of a carrot. He reminds me of an "elf on the shelf" doll, except he's much smaller. He can fit in my palm.
I'm sitting at the kitchen table, watching videos on the laptop of strange creatures attacking people. For some reason, Carrot Man is in all of these videos.
I start to gnaw on Carrot Man, then realize my lower teeth hurt. I touch them, and they wiggle and hurt.
I look outside the big windows in the kitchen to see the entire backyard has flooded with light red water. Dad walks in, and looks out the window and sighs, obviously irritated. "It's flooded... I've never seen the creek up so high. It comes all the way up to our house!"
"I hope Cali is somewhere far away from this."
"I have no doubt she is." He walks away. I continue watching my videos for a little while with Carrot Man, until Mom walks in with groceries. I walk over to her to help.
Then, I wake up.

Non-lucid
I'm at a house I don't recognize, with mom, David, AJ, Thomas, Ruby and all four of my cats. It's gotten very late, and it's already dark outside. My mother says, "Aw jeez, we gotta go soon. We might not have time to eat the biscuits." Right as she says that David pulls huge, fluffy, and for some reason already cut open biscuits from the oven. I grab one to eat quickly, as everyone is getting ready to leave. It's not hot.
David is suddenly in his drag outfit he wore for the play at Christmas. He finds the ruler we have, which has a laser pointer. I take it from him, rather rudely, and show him how to play with my cats with it. He puts it between his "boobs" that are sewn into the dress as a joke.
Then, I wake up.

Two work related dreams recalled this morning, both in a good amount of detail. Work seems to be becoming more of a recurring thing in my dreams lately.
Oddly, in this dream, I wasn't myself, or rather, I was viewing the dream characters in it without them even knowing I was there, almost as if I was a ghost. Not sure what to make of that.
There were four workers who were doing their jobs in a sort of desert looking area, stacking and breaking boxes. They all looked rather miserable.
One of the workers, a middle aged black man, decided that enough was enough, and was going to leave the job later that day. The other three workers tried to console him and get him to stay, but their words fell on deaf ears, as this man had a newfound determination, and most importantly, a plan. Throughout this entire thing, I gazed from afar, although my view seemed to be getting hazy.
Woke up, went back to bed, and BAM.
Back to being myself, this dream involved me at work, doing a job I don't have IRL. I was backing a truck up into the front of this old lady's driveway, waiting for some of the passerby to move so i didn't run them over. Once the truck was parked, I went to go clean some stuff off her driveway, and she came out during this process and proceeded to give me instructions.
One of the workers came over and interrupted our conversation, saying "Tanner! Your mom is here to help out!"
So I excitedly asked the old lady if it was okay if I left, and she didn't seem to mind.
I quickly crossed the area till I got to the main portion of it, and sure enough, there was my mother walking around looking for me. I caught up to her and we talked about a lot as we headed towards the job site.
The actual job here was a bit odd though. When we got there, my dad was waiting there for us as well, so we split up, with me and my dad handling one zone and mom handling the other zone. These zones had snake like creatures poking up from the ground that we had to kill. Dad and I killed it no problem, but mom was in the next zone screaming like she'd just seen a bug and was flipping out on it, based on the noise.
And that's everything. I'm very impressed with the latest boost in recall, and it has me wondering what exactly I've done differently (if anything) to raise it.

1. Good score soldier going to therapy
I am a soldier, in a call of duty like environment but also like battlefield.. It’s a little mixed up..
I have a good score and K/D Ratio, so I’m in a video game. While I killed other players I thought “Maybe I should get a new CPU (processor), it seems a little laggy and maybe I can perform better if I got a new CPU”. I went up in a tree to camp a little. I shot 2-3 guys up there, and then I went down to chase a guy there was on his way to a house..
I shot after him but I could not hit him, so I went after him. We went to the front yard of the house, and then I went to the porch there sat 3 people and they waited for me, I sat down….

2. A little temper is good
Dad, Mom, others from my mothers side of the family and I sat at a table to eat lasagne. My dad and mom talked about people that wasn't able to talk much was a little annoying and stuff. I got mad threw my table of lasagne over to my dads side of the table and went out to put my shoes on. My uncle came in the door and asked me what was wrong. I just said that I jo needed some air.


Dreamsigns:
I do play war games so I'm not sure if it's a dreamsign or not. I guess it is since its virtual reality.
I'm a soldier. I shoot people. I'm in a tree. Mom. Uncle.

Non-lucid
12:30-2:30PM nap
I'm with Mackenzie, in what I feel is her house, but isn't her house in the awake world. WE're going to have a movie watching party together, but we need to get everything set up first. She gestures me to come with her into the basement. I happily do so. "Grab that plastic bag, please, Alex" she points to it before picking something else up. I nod and pick up the large plastic bag, which seems to be filled with dodgeballs, but I don't look inside it. We walk back to the stairs to go back up when something fuzzy and tickly rubs me in my armpit, where I'm holding the plastic bag to me on my hip. I shudder and say "Mackenzie! Something touched me!" with my voice full of worry and fear.
"Don't worry! It's fine, you're fine, Alex." she smiles. I blow off the event as me having imagined something. We walk upstairs, but once we get through the door, my curiosity overcomes me and I look in the bag. There are indeed dodgeballs in there, what a huge hairy spider which seems to be covered in baby spiders! I shriek and drop the bag, spiders and dodgeballs running and rolling on the floor in every which way.
"Oh Alex..." Mackenzie sounds disappointed in me. "I'm sorry!" I tell her.
We both walk to the living room, where her father is sitting on the couch, waiting. I sprawl on the couch too, as Mackenzie puts in a movie, and then she joins us.
The scene changes.
I'm at a small restaurant with my mother. Aubrey Plaza, and Jeff H and his kids are sitting with us. It has a swimming pool out back. I'm texting Aubrey before our food gets here. Jeff's kids are behaving themselves, talking to each other, playing little games like patty cake and tic-tac-toe on the paper menus. It begins to rain very hard outside. The restaurant begins to flood! First it's ankle deep... then knee deep... then neck deep. Then, it floods almost to the very ceiling, where I'm now floating! There's still enough room for me to breathe, but nobody else seems to have noticed it. All of the tables and chairs are stuck firmly to the floor, and everybody is sitting and eating and talking. The waitress is walking around like nothing is happening. I swim down to everyone, holding my breath, and gesture to outside. Then the water level starts to slowly decrease. In no time I'm on the floor. Then, I'm outside, on a raft in the pool. It starts to flood again, but it isn't raining anymore. The pool's water increases and gets choppy. Soon the water gets very wild, and I hold onto the raft as hard as I can, but I'm quickly headed for the edge of the pool. I look behind me and a massive wave towers above me, putting me in its shadow. "No!" I yell, not wanting to be thrown into the water. "NO!" I yell again as the wave crashes, and the raft is pushed forcefully into the edge of the pool wall, but I go flying without it.
I flop in the water, then tumble on the ground as the water disappears, until I land in the parking lot, completely dry and bruised and tired. A family; a mother, a teenage boy and a teenage girl are getting into their minivan. I hop in too, believing I'm invisible and magical. We drive for a while, nobody paying my any attention because I'm invisible, until we get to the theater. It's gotten dark outside now. I go "Woo!" and clap my hands together once to teleport myself. Nothing happens. Except, now the teenagers are looking at me. Oh. I'm not invisible. I was never invisible. "Mom, stop the car!" the teenage boy says. I'm now starting to panic and the moment she stops the car, I run out, and all of the rest join me to see what I'll do.
Another car stops nearby and a lady gets out and walks down, saying, "Now what's going on here?!"
I jump around, trying to fly away, but I can't. I give up quickly. The family gets in their car and drives away, as if they didn't want to be seen with me. The other lady, luckily, didn't see me doing that. I follow her to her car quietly, and get into her passenger side. She looks over at me and shrugs. "Will you take me back to that restaurant?" I ask "It's not very far." She nods, starts the car, and begins driving that way.
Then, I wake up.

1. This dream played out like a movie, except instead of watching from the outside, I was a presence inside the girl’s head and I knew more about what was going on than her.

The girl is standing with a man. He asks her if she needs something to read, and when she says yes, asks which kinds of books she had. She answers, ‘nature and werewolves’. Apparently something had happened to her copies. I was waiting for him to react to the latter term because I ‘knew’ he was one.

He leaves, and she’s holding some kind of tablet of his. I think to snoop around in it but dismiss it. She puts it on the round table nearby.

Gap.

She’s in a room. It’s really blurry here, but she gets really sick and pukes. She tries to reassure the man that it must be because she only ate twice that day. But I wonder if the man will suspect that it’s because she’s turning into a vampire herself and can’t process food normally anymore.

Meanwhile, I suddenly have this knowledge that the man is a vampire, and is looking for this sort of leader of the vampires, or at least his group, named Karen, and the girl could be her.

I remember that the girl had dark, longer hair with some kind of braided hairstyle. She was around 17-20 in age.

Inspiration: I’m wondering if the vampire thing naturally led to the girl being Elena from Vampire Diaries. IDK why I’m having so many werewolf dreams, they don’t even turn –into- werewolves in them!

2. Blurry fragment. I’m at this machine sitting on a counter looking at the option for these black plastic cups. You could get a smaller sized amount or 14. We needed 15 but I have no choice but to get the 14. Something about food. Gap. Mom is there and says something about being thankful for an extra cup being left there by someone. She pressed a button and a bucket thing with the cups in it starts descending down into the counter.

Inspiration: We have these sturdy plastic cups but there aren’t many left, and mom used some of them for something a couple of days ago and I was worried she was just going to throw them away after.

3. I was looking at some website that made me nostalgic. A lot of people made pages dedicated to certain things like a series or character, and they’d post a bunch of stuff on them like fanart and they were really popular, but they started getting deleted (maybe even by the people themselves) and then it sort of fell into disuse.

Inspiration: Gave me strong déjà vu, but I don’t recall a site like that. Maybe inspired by Tumblr+LJ, because I was thinking about it earlier.

4. Something about mom telling me Jack was working.

5. Grandma asks me about this cereal we have IWL, I answer back and she says that it’s going stale.

Inspiration: Me wondering if people would finish the cereal in time.

Yesterday:

I’m wandering around the store with mom. I tell her that I have to go to the bathroom, but she’s insistent on finding someone (grandma?). I say that I’ll pee my pants if we don’t find a bathroom soon.

Gap.

We’re walking on a cement path, and mom points out something she made while there – at her old college.

Gap.

Somehow I end up flying across into some water. I can’t swim and think ‘it’s over’ but try holding my breath in hopes of floating to the top.

Somehow I make it to a little building suspended on wooden sticks, and I cling to them.

I see three people in black jackets with POLICE written on them standing facing away from me, below knee deep in the water.

“HELP ME!” I scream. When they don’t quite react, I scream it once more. This time they turn around, guns out, and head toward me shouting for me to put my hands up, etc. It scares me even more and I start crying.

Gap.

I’m dead and holding the parts you get when your body is gone. There were three things, but all I remember is a screw-like item.

I go home and am talking to mom about it. Apparently grandma or grandpa had died a few days before.

I ask her if I look any different (I believe I’m a ghost). She says I just look a little faded. I try to see if I feel any different, but I just feel kind of wobbly and off.

They’re about to eat – soup and something else. I realize that I can’t eat any, and figure I’ll just hang out while they do.

Inspiration: Some police cars and an ambulance went by last night. I think the ‘items’ from the body comes from watching Big Hero 6 and the microbots.

Today:

I break up with a guy and am getting ready to leave. I see a inanimate cat lying on a table, there’s a way to animate it. I blew a puff of air onto it.

I leave with a celebrity girl. I climb into the car, and am surprised when she gets in on the opposite side I expected her too.

I’m filling out the third part of a form, it’s normally reserved for cats but I’m using it for something else.

Gap.

I’m lying down and someone is kneeling next to me, attaching a device to my body. Then they untied the wires and said ‘they could still see something’ and I got the impression it was something like an aura around my body.

Inspiration: I’ve read a few fics with daemons lately, think the cat was inspired by that. And being a ghost/having an aura most likely was inspired by me watching Steven Universe lately.

1. I become aware that I’m lying in bed. The atmosphere feels weird. The shadows on the wall look odd.

Now I’m facing the other way, looking at my fan’s light. It morphs from a round circle to a star shape, and I’m shocked. I realize that I could be lucid dreaming. I look over at my clock and it says 1:00.

But when I do a memory RC it’s fine? Then I look at the clock and it says it’s only 11:00, just about 40 minutes after I laid down for bed.

Note: I wonder if I was dreaming for part of it, but then woke up. It was pretty choppy.

2. I look out a window to my right and see a balloon floating in the yard, I hurry outside to it. It’s got a bag filled with something to anchor it down on the end of the string. I see more of them around the yard and remember that there’s some event going on here at grandma’s house.

The balloons are starting to float up into the sky and I think that the anchors sure didn’t last long.

I’m making my way through the back yard by riding on some kind of ball (similar to a soccer ball). There are caravans and animals everywhere, either sharing caravans or lying on cloths on the ground or just wandering around. I first come across one with a deer in it, and I wonder if it’s a dead one that grandpa hunted. But when I get a closer look, it seems to be alive, and there’s some kind of feline predator in there with it but it’s just lying there too, staring at me.

As I pass along, I come to realize all the animals are a mix and they don’t seem to be attacking each other.

I’m kind of nervous and focus on making my way through everything. Some fox-dogs appear and one of them nips at me (they look kind of like the dogs from a previous dream but I just knew they were dangerous and more fox-like).

I come across an elliptical that I think looks like mine, only bigger and it seems to have a seat, but it has clothes draped all over it. I think ‘what a waste’.

Somehow I end up knocking clothes off of it but keep going. I feel kind of guilty though and end up going back to haphazardly drape them back on it. When I get to the carport I see another elliptical.

I’m back in the room I started out in on the bed. Mom comes in looking for someone’s number. I find two slips of paper with numbers that have some 2’s and 0’s in them and other writing, but one is longer. I compare them and say that they’re the same.

I think they didn’t work or something, because I end up saying that I have Matthew’s phone number in my phone.

Mom has my phone now and a ringtone starts playing of ‘The World is a Vampire’ by The Smashing Pumpkins.

Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage ♪
Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage ♪

Except it sounds kind of clipped around the ‘rage ~ I am’ part and I think that she must be fast-forwarding through it. When I heard it I looked over at her like ‘oh, so you went and listened to the song?’ (see inspiration notes).

She’s talking to him now, and I think I’m lying down and kind of out of it. I tune in for a moment and think how awkward it is to be listening to this so I tune back out.

“Hello? Matthew? I have a feeling you’ll be calling me back.” I hear. Matthew had hung up so she’d left a message.

She tells me that she likes taking any opportunity she can to remind him of work, and that he’s built up this whole fear about it. I want to add that Rane works hard and is still able to make time for other things like Jack.

Inspirations: Grandma has an elliptical and I found out she put it out in the yard. The fox-dogs probably do come from the dogs in a previous dream. I’ve had multiple dreams that were about the dream mystery that is the back yard of my grandma’s house. IWL they own a large property so the back yard is big. Not a bad place to dream about! Yesterday I sung that line of ‘The World is a Vampire’ and mom was like “??” so I told her about the song and how it was the theme for ‘Whale Wars’. So in the dream, I thought she had went and found the song to listen to afterword. The Matthew thing is complicated but he was my sister’s ex and had issues that caused them to break up.

1. Something disturbs me, and I get up and go look out my bedroom door just as someone comes in and passes me by. I see nothing out in the hall and turn back to look at the person – but there’s no one there.

Then I realized that I was awake. I don’t know if the whole thing was sleepwalking or if some part of it was a dream.

Inspiration: Probably from my door creaking because of the wind and me being paranoid.

2. Editing Kyou Kara Maou! on Goodreads.

Inspiration: Was thinking about how the KKM! light novels weren’t in the MyAnimeList database and wondered about Goodreads.

3. Me and Rane follow someone into a waiting room of sorts. I’m wearing a long skirt and a sleeveless, light blue denim shirt I think. I lean against the wall as Rane sits down. She pats the seat to her right, the only one of the four along that wall that’s available, and I go sit down.

I overhear someone talking across from us, something about a young girl (around 16) being engaged, and I see she’s obviously not ready for it and shake my head mentally. She had dirty blond hair in a ponytail.

Then a dog comes up to me and I greet it like I’m familiar with it. Only it turns away when I try to pet it. But then I see another dog and think that must be the one I know. There’s another, bigger dog as well, and I decide to just pretend to ignore them and let them get to know me at their own pace. They’re all brown-haired, two are coarse-haired and one is long-haired (the bigger one). The last one comes over and smells my hands in my lap and I let it without moving. When I think it’s okay, I move them to pet the dog but it moves away.

Now we’re standing at the door out talking to the man we came with. He’s asking us what food we want and gives us two options. The conversation is a bit vague, but Rane decides she doesn’t want the one, but instead ‘Cesserian food’. Mentally I’m a bit ‘hmmm’ because I don’t know if I’ll like it.

Jump.

I’m in a room where someone is cleaning up stuff, there are papers with things written on them lying around and I realize some of it might be important. I go over and grab my dream journal and a clipboard with papers on it.

I’m in a bathroom that looks like the downstairs one IWL. I need to go but it’s totally clogged/gross and the seat is broke. I try to flush it but it doesn’t take care of it fully. I decide to try another one.

As I’m heading upstairs, I decide to go the bathroom up here; I know it’s always clean.

Jump.

The man had given me some kind of item that was supposed to be a convenient way to transport yourself around.

I was scrubbing at this pillow with a rag or something until I thought the area was big enough to use. Then I pressed myself down onto it and waited to be transported. …But nothing happened. (I was expecting to sink down into it and reappear somewhere else.)

I remember getting frustrated before because I dribbled water down a little black and white notebook with words on the pages.

I was annoyed and went to tell mom about it. She told me a bit about how it was supposed to work, and that you can get a marker that works for 2000 strokes.

Inspirations: Thinking about going through mirrors and transporting through water. Thinking about my aunt and her husband. A mix of a story mom told me about my uncle. My aunt going into labor last night and mom leaving to go be with her made me think about waiting rooms.

I was at my grandmothers sitting in a weird room with a couch. Everyone in my immediate family was there except my mom. We were wondering where she was when all of a sudden we found out she died. Then I was really sad. Then I must have had a slight FA or even a real awakening because I remember sitting in bed sad because of what had happened. Then she came to the couch and she was missing her legs, but seemed happy. Then I remember the dream changed to a different place. Then their was a party going on in some weird room at my grandmothers. It was a dark room with accent lighting, dark brown/black walls. There was chairs all around the room and in each of them was an adult. They sat there drinking beers. Then they started to go crazy. They said mean things to me and then I said something mean back to them and heard them laughing as I left the room. Then I was in another room I do not recall, one of the drunk adults came out of the room and then smashed his fist on my dads head. This scared the heck out of me and then sent an intense fear response in the dream, and I even felt it in real life.

What an odd dream. My attempt at WILD failed.

I’m somewhere looking through books. I pick up some and look through them, but don’t end up picking any to buy because of the prices. I’m frugal, and I mention this to someone to my left. I’m shocked when I see that one of the books is $8.

I poke through the top of a box but it was children’s books. I saw an Aladdin book with a guy with some scruff and a woman. I wondered who they were.

When I was looking at some eastward facing shelves, I saw something with Ed (from Fullmetal Alchemist) on it. I picked up this box and it had tortilla chips in the bottom and I snort at the ridiculousness of a ‘movie entertainment kit’ like that. They might be stale anyway, who knows when it was brought in.

Someone calls out ‘Nice to see you again, Keitorin!’. I look around as I try to find the source before my eyes land on an older woman. I don’t recognize her at all but she knows me?

Jump.

I’m over by a mirror back around where I was originally looking at books. I have really long hair again and I’m trying to put it up in a ponytail, but when I gather it all up and go to get the ponytail ready, some falls and I have to try scraping it back up. I’m getting frustrated.

A woman who seems to be in my blind spot the whole time comes up and is supposed to be helping me, but she’s doing something off to my right that I can’t figure out. All of a sudden, she does something that startles me and makes me jerk back.

She says something. It’s blurry here, but she had pierced my cheek with a post earring! I was pretty freaked out.

I ended up at home telling mom about it. I keep gingerly touching the outside of it with my hands. I’m having a hard time swallowing properly because it’s awkward.

Mom doesn’t even seem that bothered! She even talks about how she and dad were thinking about getting something to eat, though we really didn’t have much money, but they were getting hungry.

I say, “I can’t even eat because of the piercing!”. I touched the back of the earring with my tongue and jerk back, because it hurts and saliva is gathered up in my mouth.

Inspirations: Aladdin thing from a fanart I saw of characters from The Book of Life. Chips from me having some recently. I wonder if the two dreams with mirrors in them I've had are because I've been reading people's TOTM dreams with them? Piercing might be because I tried to put my ear piercings back in but it messed my ears up.