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03.17.2012

Tight Seating, School Bus, Code Lyoko Monster Fight, Sensui & Beach?, Promise, Caterpillar (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Dream 1: Tight Seating in Restaurant

It was afternoon time in this dream most likely, and I'm in a restaurant that doesn't have many lights on because the sunlight provides enough of it.

I try to find a seat somewhere, but most are occupied, so I end up taking a whole tour around the section of seats in the restaurant until I found one. There was a male who looked like a guy named Julio I used to know in High School.

He and some other familiar people that I know I met, but just can't get their facial patterns. As I'm sitting near the empty seat, I find it really hard to try and get through the tight space, but from my perspective it looked like I was going to be able to sit down with no problems.

But as I'm trying to sit, my chest is being pushed from this short space, and for some odd reason, instead of getting out of this space, I continue to go deeper and deeper in this limited space.

It seems that I ignore this, but I'm still feeling the pressure from sitting from such a tight seating area, and I'm probably talking to Julio about something.

Dream 2: In School Bus

I believe I'm sitting inside of a High School Bus with my friend Rudy in waking life, and we're talking about a few things that I can't really remember. As the bus stops to let people who live in the area come out, Rudy has to get off from this stop.

I asked him if he has to get off from this area, and he probably says yes or something like that. And since I was probably sitting on the left side of the seat we're in, I get up to let him pass and exit the bus, and then I went back to sitting down.

Then after a few people pass to exit the bus, I decided to leave it as well to go somewhere. I get out of the bus, go to the front of it, and then slowly walked to make sure there weren't any vehicles passing by because the bus was blocking my side view.

Everything is safe, and I proceeded to go forward, I don't know where I'm going, but I see my friend Rudy still walking somewhere in my direction behind me. As I'm going to make a turn, Rudy tells me "Take care, Brandon," or something along those lines.

I reply back and said, "See ya later, Rudy." Then he makes a turn to go wherever he's going and the dream fades after a while.

Dream 3: Code Lyoko Monster Fight

It seems I'm walking with the main group of characters from Code Lyoko, and apparently, Odd is sick, so he can't really go to some field trip to some restaurant or something. There's this contest to where if you can hold a certain food without eating it for a certain time, you would get a free meal from the restaurant.

Then the dream shifts to where Jeremy is checking an alert message popping up from his computer. I assume it's X.A.N.A., who probably activated a tower. (X.A.N.A. multi-agent program that the group has to fight against in the actual series)

But it seems to be a false alarm because Jeremy isn't really picking up anything from X.A.N.A.'s end. So everything is okay for now, until ANOTHER alert message shows up, which is enough for us to go into Lyoko and find the activated tower.

Apparently, Jeremy did something to mess up something, which gave X.A.N.A. an advantage to set out an attack, and Ulrich is slightly bothered by Jeremy's recklessness I believe, because he made the situation more dangerous than it should've been.

Jeremy responds that he's going to try and fix the problem the best way he can.

The dream shifts to where I'm in Lyoko with Ulrich, and probably Odd and Yumi, but what I was doing at the time was a little bit too tense to check on the others. I'm top of a ramp, and I see Ulrich using his motor vehicle to build up speed to ascend towards the fairly huge monster in front of us.

And it also seems that we're in the Forest Sector, but it seems that the same ramp was the only type of ground surface we could rely on, so the Sector was probably close to being eliminated.

(Which means X.A.N.A. most likely controlled Aelita by brain washing her with one of his monsters (The Skipazoa to be precise, but I didn't see the monster) to enter 'Code: XANA' instead of 'Code: Lyoko' that she normally inputs to deactivate the tower and make a return to the past before X.A.N.A's plan at the time is done).

He uses that acceleration to land somewhere on top of the monster and stab it. The Monster looks like some elongated mechanical bug. I just know that its top region was light silver or gray, and it had some weird looking dark blue oval orb on it's head.

It definitely looks like a product that X.A.N.A. would make to fight off against the Lyoko Warriors.

I'm on a vehicle as well, but things are in first perspective, so I can't really identify what it is, and I start to accelerate down the same light green ramp, and as I'm going up towards the boss, I use something to stab him and hold on to that object (probably a sword just like Ulrich's weaponry).

It seems this new monster isn't really taking too much damage from my thrust to its body, despite going really fast from a ramp to create deadly amount of force. Then I notice something weird, there's a screw contained in one of its body's lower regions.

I decide to go near this area, and I don't know how I'm still holding on to the monster, but I am, because if I let go, I'll probably be destroyed completely if I fall into the Digital Sea. I unscrew the screw, and it drops the lower region of the monster's body to the Digital Sea, and we finally destroy it.

Dream 4: Shinobu Sensui and Alaskan Beach features?

Yuske from Yu Yu Hakusho is running along some character that looks like Itsuki, who is behind him. The situation seems to be intense, because a yellow light is rotating fast and constantly as if an alarm has been triggered.

(You know how you watch movies and hear the alarm sound off and the whole place is glowing with red light with loud noises? Yeah, it was like that, except that it's glowlng yellow and sometimes orange).

As they are running, one of them said, "Your penis is this big." The other replies, "Shut up!" while still hanging on to the process of saying "up" for a few seconds.

They manage to get out of the exit, and it's like seeing the white light getting closer and closer as you're trying to rush away from the darkness. When we get out (and I mean we because I'm in spectator mode in this dream), it's dark outside.

The dark sky had an attractive vibe to it. It had a dark voilet type of setting, and as I'm recalling this, it felt like I was getting closer and closer to the shared dreaming location that Kaomea, Alyzarin, and myself agreed on. (But instead of being highly suggestible and speculate on the wonder of that possibility, I'll just continue on to the dream)

I believe the surface we are standing on is white sand, which again, I don't want to be highly suggestible, this sand did carry on features of the shared dreaming location for me, Kaomea, and Alyzarin. It felt like the Alaskan beach, but it was so vast, and I mean VAST, it's just that I didn't think about it much because of it being a non-lucid experience.

In front of the two characters is Shinobu Sensui in his younger days before he had the traumatizing experience in the actual series that caused him to split his whole personality to cope with the fact that the Humans he thought he was helping to save from the demons are in fact are just as or are even more horrible than them.

I'm including that because the look on his face, it was so innocent, his face was like a naive child who had the skills of a cold-blooded killer. You could say that seeing him, it's as if his countenance was completely filled with the idealistic ambition of a black and white view on what is right and wrong, just like he was in the series.

It seems that the Kazuya side to human must be at its early phase. (Sensui had Multiple Personalities Disorder, but it wasn't so much of a chaos since the individual sides came out independently to conform to the given situation, so Kazuya most likely came out because he's the side that is completely sadistic and the cruelest out of all that deals with the bloody and digusting acts).

Kazuya is talking in his accent just like in the show, which sounded like a Biker Punk in a way, like how Yusuke described him in the English dub. Kazuya is talking about random things like "Help to make me?" and then he starts snickering.

I didn't realize this, but when he said that, I realize he was basically saying things right from what he actually said in the series.

Then I see a huge blast come out of nowhere, and it has to be Yusuke's Spirit Gun coming at us. From what I assumed in the dream, Yusuke probably teleported so fast to shoot from afar, and then teleported back to where we were, or maybe it was really just a random blast of energy coming out of nowhere.

Sensui dodges the attack since it seemed to be directed only towards him. Then I see Yusuke in his demon form looking up, saying he wants to build a community????

The dream fades before I see Yusuke walk a few times towards this vast environment that had some features of the Alaskan beach Kaomea set up for us.

Also, a fragment that happened somewhere along in this dream for sure was me actually being Sensui, and I'm riding a bicycle along with a few people at night, but that's all I remember for that.

Dream 5: You Promised me....

The dream starts out where I'm in a hallway. It seems I'm in a school related dream, and in front of me is a dead end with a door to a classroom. There were more doors on the side of where I am, and there are a few people waiting for a class to be over with.

While they're busy standing around, I think I get a little impatient, and I knock on the door. I move back a little, and I see the door open slowly. For some odd reason, I'm afraid of who is going to come out.

The person is wearing a gray hoodie, and they have the hoodie over their face, but the fact that I was so afraid because the person looked pissed that I turned my back to the group of people waiting near the dead end.

One of them smiles at me like they wanted to say that I probably shouldn't have knocked the door. And I felt like someone was going to tell the person that I knocked on the door, but I make the silent NO! expression to them.

After a little while, the people in the same classroom I knocked the door from come out. While they are coming out, I go in, and I see a female in front of me. She looked a lot like Ashely from the tennis team I was in at a High School. Let's call her "Ashley H." for the sake of being private about her being.

It seems Ashley H was passing up slips, or pieces of paper for students coming inside the classroom. She's really close to me, and I gaze at her cuteness for a little while. Then to the right of me is a girl that I knew from Middle School.

She was the type of girl that had an insanely big ass for her small figure, along with perky breasts as well. She had fairly big lips, but not too big to where it become a distraction, in fact, she had red lipstick on them.

Before I had the chance gaze her red and enticing lips, I feel in the back of my mind a person coming out of another door. I believe he is talking to someone, but I can't pick out who. He told the person,

"You promised that you would let me fuck her mouth."

I was a bit bothered by this because as he was saying this, I was looking at the girl to the right of me with the insane body ratio. I was looking at her red lips, and only looking at them. I saw the creases on her mouth, and it was as if they were going to pull me into a vortex or something.

When I finally broke free from looking at her lips, I walked around a bit trying to find a seat. I saw a person who looked like James that I had in AP Government in High School, along with a bunch of random people.

He's looking up at me, but just glancing and going back to what he was doing, and I try to find somewhere to sit.

I think I do find a vacant seat, and that's all I remember unfortunately.

Dream 6: Caterpillar and Old Man Screaming

All I remember for this dream is that I was walking around somewhere, and one area was off limits for me because whenever I stood near this area, the dream resets.

It almost felt like someone was pushing me back.

I think another part of that happened after was me observing a preserved jar of some type of Caterpillar. I expected it to be still since it was contained in a gel type material, but I saw it moving a little bit, as if it was trying to swim in it.

Then another dream shift is where some guy is pissed off at something, and he bends his back as if he's going to do a long and loud, "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" voice.

I know I had more experiences, but I just forgot them. But I guess my recall is getting okay now, better than not remembering anything at all I suppose, so I should be grateful that my mind is being nice to me like always in remembering these things, even when waking life does bother me from getting them down quickly.

Focusing on emotions, and other senses, like Kaomea told me, helps a lot, and I think I'm getting used to it now to the point that I could go more and more into the dream, and really think about everything mentally to where I can associate so many things from only a few fragments that can extend.

Again, this is one of many reasons why I find Kaomea a suitable partner for Shared Dreaming along with Alyssa as well.

And I might as well focus on all things that I can since when I do meet them, or at least one of them at a time, I can capture the emotions we experience to where we won't have a warped recall, like how Kaomea helped me go through a parking garage, but I felt hazed out because I thought it was something else, and we actually ended up having a non-lucid (for me) shared dream together .

(Apparently, that seems to happen a lot when people don't try to match up REM stages), but it amazes me that when I think a dream is random, when Kaomea or Alyssa finds something similar to that, it makes me believe both in dream telepathy and the dream plane itself.

Either I try so much to become aware about myself that I end up knowing how certain people will feel in their dreams, I guess it's just an ability I should take advantage of, because it'll sure to have positive results in the long run.

03.14.2012

Biology Professor Office Hours, Chemistry Professor & Chalkboard, Riding a Motorcycle on Snaky Sidewalk, Someone posts IRL image of themselves (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Most of these were really vivid, I remember waking up for a WBTB, and I know I recalled a dream during that time, but I didn't spend long on the WBTB anyway. These dreams are not in chronological order, and I still have lingering images in my head about what happened, which is good.

Dream 1: Biology Professor Office Hours

I go inside a room where a man that looks an awful lot like the professor I had for Biology 111. It seems he's just sitting there casually waiting for someone to come in, so I'm assuming this is what he does during his office hours.

(Since the real one doesn't do as much research anymore, he has a lot of free time to play Solitaire, and some students found that he really does this).

I go up to him to talk about an Exam, and he still has a passive demeanor, and I don't remember too much on what I asked of him, but I know it was related to Scantrons and an Exam.

I think the dream shifts a little where I'm in the same room, but he's standing up and holding a blue version of a test, and he's looking directly at me waiting for me to ask him a question.

Dream 2: Chemistry Professor & Chalkboard

I'm sitting inside a lecture room for Chemistry apparently because I see an Asian woman who looks like the Chemistry 112 teacher I'm taking right now as a second semester freshmen at my University.

I believe she has a projector screen up, but she decides to use the green chalkboards behind it to erase a few things, probably from previous classes where the other professor forgot to erase.

At first, it seems she's using a weird object to erase the chalkboard, and I think a few students where bothered by this, but she finally realizes she should use an actual chalkboard eraser. It's fairly big, and she's doing a horrible job erasing things.

(In the real class, people didn't like her at first because she had a hard time configuring the projection screen and writing too small on the white board, but now I think they like her a lot. Just mentioning that to remember the mood of everyone in this room).

She's swiping in an up and down motion with the eraser, and you can still see the streaks of what she erased on the board. It bothered me a little, but I tried not to worry about a small thing like that, but the way she did it so quickly and horribly was just irritating.

She turns back to the class to probably start the lecture, and I think a few students in the large lecture room are talking to each other about something, most likely complaining about her exams or something of the sort.

Dream 3: Riding a Motorcycle on Snaky Sidewalk

The environment is either afternoon or close to it. It feels like I'm at my University, since I see some small stone hedges containing plants, seeing the green grass that is pure and clean (they have a strict policy in students keeping off on certain areas of grass, which makes the whole University even more beautiful, just don't go to Bryan, TX though lol).

I believe this motorcycle was black, and apparently I have to catch up with a few people, but I can't remember who. I get on the motorcycle, trying to shift my rear in the right place since this feels like one of those where you have to bend your back forward a lot.

I didn't even need to start the motorcycle, I slowly ride it, and I have some trouble riding it on a sidewalk that seems to be formed like a snake's body structure (the sidewalk has a lot of curves where you have to shift left and right a few times).

I didn't think about this when I recalled this dream, but I believe this same sidewalk's path could've led me to Alyzarin! Since the last dream I had about a snake-related even was a fairly huge snake crawling next to me, and I didn't feel afraid at all).

I finally get the hang of this motorcycle, and it seems that it's actually developed, and by that, I mean I all the parts seem to be in thier proper place compared to how I normally see vehicles having some parts blurred out until I decide to make a conscious effort in making their more clear and vivid.

I continue riding most likely, and that's all I remember for that one.

Dream 4: Someone posts IRL image of themselves

I think I'm on DV, and I'm looking at the "Post Pictures of yourself here, without discussion" thread, and I see a female post a photo of her.

It was fairly small compared to the other big photos most people post, but I could see it was a blonde, and she was wearing a white shirt that had pink to it on her shoulders and the top section of her arms.

She looked really beautiful, I couldn't see the Username of the person though, she just looked so amazing! I couldn't get my eyes off of her, and I sense a REALLY familiar vibe from this person's photo.

There was also a small glow behind the person who took the photo, and it seemed they wanted to have a dark background (it was mostly a dark orange setting to it) so that their image can be portrayed more.

EDIT: I remembered one more dream. That's weird, usually I don't have this type of recall after being awake for some time now. Oh well, guess my mind is getting better and better without relying too much on the half-awake half-asleep state I try to practice to remember more dreams.

Dream 4: Restaurant To-Go

This dream is vivid like the ones before, and I believe I'm walking to take a seat to a Restaurant. The environment is fairly dark, with some lighting to it. The overall colors in the background would be brown, yellow, and orange.

As I'm sitting down, a lady comes up to me and asks what I would like. I look at this lady, and she looks like the Teacher's Assistant in my Sociohoritculture class, no doubt about that.

I forget what I tell her what I wanted to order, but I say whatever it was, and said that I would like it To-Go and she goes on her way. The seat I'm sitting on are one of those long, fluffy, and comfortable leather seats meant to occupy several people.

The Restaurant was pretty fancy, with flooring that looked like marble type of material. Then I think I head out because I felt I forgot something, and I completely forget the idea that I should wait for my meal to come for me to eat.

I go outside to this mini-store, and I go up to this guy who I can't really get a good facial expression off, but he's signing something for me on some paper. It could've been yellow paper or just ordinary paper, and I think I'm in this store for him to help me with regulating something that I can't remember about.

I then realize I should go back to the restaurant to make sure the lady didn't think I didn't want the food. But here's the weird part, as I'm going back to sit in the same location that I was in, she comes to me again.

She asks me what I would like, and I thought she knew I was here already, but I guess she was just trying to sustain a habit of doing that to people coming in and out of the Restaurant. She asked me if I wanted the Sweet and Sour Chicken again? Or something like that, and I nod to her.

Then after I get the meal the second time, I think I head out and had a bunch of random events happen in front of me. I think I had trouble trying to ride something, and people in traffic were being a bit ditzy and slow in response. It was at an intersection, so basically, everyone is trying to move, but they want to wait because they'll think one person should be able to go their way before they move.

02.23.2012

In the bathroom, reading Naruto, couple in Restaurant, Basketball (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Dream 1: In Bathroom

I'm going into the bathroom to pee, and there are way too many random DCs in the bathroom and urinals as well. I finally found one after awkwardly avoiding a DC looking at my private parts and did my business.

Some person was doing something random that I'm not too sure of.

Dream 2: Reading Naruto Shippuden Manga Online

I think I'm reading a colored Naruto Shippuden Manga online, and some ad on the side said that going to these types of sites giving new stuff means they can store your information or something like that. (I still think my mind is associating with the fake DV server thing).

I see Tobi with his new mask and having his Eternal Mangekyou Sharigan and the Rinnegan, and Naruto in Kyuubi mode.




I also saw some pictures of one of the Rugrats characters named Chuckie, and the name "Dave" was beside the image as well.



Dream 3: Couple in Restaurant

I'm inside a restaurant, and I see some girl with some guy. He's showing off his body to her, and he's really muscular all over. He told her that he didn't let the girl before he came to her touch his crotch.



The girl then asks him what he sees in her all the time, and suddenly I'm taking the guy's perspective in 1st person view, and while he's saying "girls" several times, I see how sad and lonely the girl is.

Dream 4: Basketball

I think I'm in a basketball game and I see some person making insane 3 pointers (not really a fan of basketball, but he was doing really crazy tactics that would involve a lot of courage and risk).



Then I think I'm the person and I start making random 2 and 3 pointers, then I tried to shoot out of bounds behind the basket, but I fail.

I even tried to pass the ball to a teammate, but they failed in getting it as well, I think one of them even slapped the ball away from me passing it to them.

12/7/2011
No one else wants ice cream, but I do. I'm eating at a restaurant with D and people.

There's some sort of lab experiment. I'm taking a test with a 40 minute time limit. It's 40 minutes on the stopwatch, and I still haven't quite finished. I hurriedly answer the last few questions that I can. It's 50 or 51 minutes on the stopwatch. I go to turn it in. Chris or someone is there

12/8/2011
I'm playing a video game.

I take a kid's phone. It's set up for a particular game. The phone looks identical to mine.

I'm listening to music, going through songs.

(real life)
I got a call from this guy who lives in houston, he said hey Jamone this is Joseph (he sounded like a ghetto accent).* I said no man this is Josh.* I expected him to say oh woops I called the wrong number but instead he said Oh well if you see him, tell him Cicero is looking for him.* I went with it thinking this guy will realize I wasn't who he was trying to reach but he wasn't too bright.* I said aight mayne (with a ghetto accent).* He said hey man you know anybody that wants some handlebars?* I said nah man I don't.* He said aight well latah mayne.* I laughed without an accent saying bye.* Anyway, the next day he called again but i was in college and I couldn't really answer it.
The next night, I had a dream about that guy finding me and here it is.
(dreamed this)
So for some odd reason, we were having a church basketball tournament and we were on the road to New Orleans.* We finally made it to where we were going and it was a restaraunt and a gym and an arcade at the same time.* When we got there, I recognized some people from our church.* We had to take our shoes off at the entrance like at a kids play place or something...
When we walked in, my family went to get a table and I was going to have a look around the place.* I started walking toward the arcade when these two black guys came out of the arcade and said hey Josh what's up man?* I was confused.* He said, don't you remember me?* It's me Joseph!* I then kinda paniced thinking he was going to get mad that I was pretending I knew him on the phone.* He said and this is Cicero remember?* I pretended again like I knew them and was trying to find a way to get back to my family.
Then he said I got those handlebars you ordered!* I figured I was going to have to buy some handlebars to who knows what (the guy never told me what they were for in real life) and then I could go be with my family and this would all blow over, but that's not what happened.
He pulled a brown paper sack out of his jacket pocket and it looked like drugs.* I tried to go toward the restaraunt but they said come on this way and they said we'll go over here so nobody suspects anything.
*Now I'm not a racist so don't judge me!*

We go down this long hallway and at the edge of the hallway is a window on each wall and I can see a basketball gym out each window.* They shut the shutters on the windows and he said alright here is what you get, it is the good stuff.* I kept trying to find a way out but there was none.* I looked and said yep that's what I wanted (trying to get rid of them as fast as I can).* They said alright now you got the cash?* I had left my wallet in the truck and I was now wondering if they found out I didn't have enough money, would they shoot me or try to fight me?* I said oh I left my wallet let me go get it.* They said aight we'll wait here.* I then rushed to get to the restaraunt to tell my family the odd situation and on my way there my dad walks bu and says hey we are leaving, I've been looking for you.

I go to the front door and there are shoes everywhere!* More people showed up and now there are just piles of shoes by each door!* I look for my shoes where I left them and they aren't there.* I then see a little girl sitting on the floor with a cast on her left femur, putting on shoes that are a little too big for that look exactly like mine.* I said I think you are wearing my shoes and she says go away these are mine!* I then said fine have it your way.* I took them from her and she starts screaming.* People look at me and I said that she is stealing my shoes!* I get them and they don't fit me, they are too small.* I then hear my dad say hey Josh your shoes are over here hurry up.* Man I felt stupid.
I gave the shoes back and her older sister who is about my age said don't worry about it, she has been a brat since she broke her femur.* I said it is okay I can understand what she is going through, I broke my femur around that age also (true story I actually did).* I go get my shoes from dad and then I woke up.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was out on a beach that was packed with people. A lot of people seemed to be out with small contraptions, almost like the rods that would hold up huge umbrellas, but with no umbrellas, and with bases that lay in the sand.

I stood by a little, blonde girl. She was really tiny, but she spoke really well. She wore a leopard print bathing suit and sunglasses. I had asked her her name -- or maybe I'd asked her my name. She responded by telling me I was silly or stupid.

The girl then told me that I'd spoken so much about going into the water. So why was I now just staying out on the beach. I figured the little girl was right. I should go into the water, at least to impress the girl.

But I looked at the water. It was just as packed as the beach was. And it was dirty as hell. It looked like old, used washing machine water. And posts seemed to be sticking up out of it, too.

Dream #2

I was laying on a bed, probably in the living room of a nice apartment or condo in a tall, new building. My mom sat either on the edge of my bed or on a bed that was adjacent to my bed. We were watching some movie. The movie struck me as being a little brutal or gross.

I was either making two sandwiches, or else I had two sandwiches lying before me as I lay on the bed. Each sandwich had its own plate. Both sandwiches were on heroes.

The sandwich nearest me had ham and cheddar cheese. I remembered that I liked the taste of ham with some other meat. So I told my mom I could make our sandwiches with that other meat as well.

But my mom said no, that didn't matter. She seemed to be hungry and annoyed, and she didn't want to worry about complicating things. I felt bad for complicating things. So I decided to leave the sandwich alone.

But I personally wanted the taste of both meats on my sandwich. Then I remembered that the second sandwich had both meats on it. So even if my mom was annoyed by my two-meat idea, I could secretly eat and enjoy a two-meat sandwich.

Dream #3

I was at a dinner table with an older woman, probably my mom. We were in a really nice restaurant that was mostly empty. The table was round, a meter in diameter, with a white tablecloth.

Three older women sat down at a table that was right next to ours, even touching ours. The three women all looked rich. They were all dressed in black.

My mom had a conversation with the women. It sounded pretty intelligent. But I can't remember what it was about. One woman, the one closest to me, was staying rather quiet. I looked at her. She looked really distressed.

I recognized her as Dianne Wiest. But she looked a bit skinnier and older. I wanted to tell her how much I enjoyed her performances in her movies. But I didn't say anything.

Later I was riding in the backseat of a car. My mom was driving, and another woman was up in the front seat with her. My mom said, "Rachel ----- wasn't as talkative as she usually is."

I thought, Rachel -----? I knew my mom was talking about the woman I'd looked at. But I guess I'd gotten the name of the woman wrong.

My mom continued. "Oh, well. Usually she's more open when she's around kids. It brings out more of a feeling of hope in her."

I thought to myself, Well, I'm pretty youthful and exuberant. I can bring out hope in people, too. I should have been a little more outgoing with Rachel.

Dream #4

I walked into a restaurant. It was as enormous as the main area of Grand Central station in NYC. Toward the back, the seating area tiered up. The carpet, and maybe the walls, were green. The tables all had white tablecloths on them. The place was empty.

I walked back to the back tier. I sat down and was now seated with a rich-looking, older-looking man and woman. We ate and spoke cheerfully about something. I was having a good time. But I was trying to play down the fact that I wasn't rich, so that my financial condition wouldn't make the couple dislike me.

I then realized that this was a brand new restaurant that had opened up in a big, abandoned building. I thought of some friends who I always go out to dinner with. I thought they'd be really impressed when I told them I'd come to a restaurant that had just opened.

I don't remember anything until I started to realize I was becoming lucid. There were a few women. I saw them in a rather baron environment. I realized I was lucid and decided to go for one of them.

I got one and leaned her back to lay her down. I'm always afraid I'll wake up, so I decided to get her clothes off as I was bringing her down. I lay her down with my left hand, and raised her tight, pink, cotton dress with my right. By the time she was on the ground, I had her exposed.

I nommed on her breast for a short time, and had an FA.

I was in a restaurant in a booth. There were two blonde women at the table. One was paying her check with a credit card. I reached out to take it wondering if I was lucid and thinking it would be no harm. She retracted the card and I got nervous. I tried to explain I thought I was having a lucid dream.

She didn't get it. I asked her if she had ever had a dream where she knew she was dreaming...the old explaining lucid dreaming routine.

She seemed relatively interested, but she and her friend left. I was left alone. The restaurant was noisy. I wondered what all the commotion was. I finally leaned up to see a T.V. with the picture of a U.S. soldier in Iraq. I asked if someone was talking to their husband in Iraq. They said no.

I was a little "confus" and got tired of the noise, so I left. I went outside to see another dirt road with some women up ahead. I realized again, I'm dreaming!

All the women were unattractive, obese black women. I flew towards them hoping to find a cute one. No such luck. I kept flying down the road. I flew through a shanty town. On either side of the road, there were shacks made of metal roofing material. All had their back side to the road.

As I flew down the road, I looked at the homes and noticed everyone had a goat. Some people had two. I thought I should fly to the front of the homes, but I kept straight.

I finally came upon a young woman with strawberry blonde hair. She could have looked better. I looked away and looked back and she looked a bit better.

I looked for a place to lay her down. I saw an black iron bath tub that would never hold enough water to bathe in. It only came up about as high as a black iron pan.

I decided that would be too cold. I didn't want to lay her down in the dirt though. I went to lay her down so as not to waste any time, and a piece of plastic appeared under her. That was convenient.

I lay her down the same as with the first one, lifting her dress as I lay her down. Again, I nommed on her perfect breasts for a while, glad this is one of my few lucid capabilities.

I didn't want to leave her breast, but I wanted to taste her lips. I began to kiss her. It was yummaliscious. As I kissed her, I touched her below. She finally got into it (my DC's are often rather lifeless). She moaned, "Oh don't..." but she sounded like she was in ecstasy.

I don't remember the order of these dreams very well. I know that at one point in my FA, I was so mad that I had awakened from a lucid that I made an angry face gritting my teeth at which point I saw a yellow mist with a face gritting its teeth. I thought that made sense. I was seeing my emotion.

Also, between lucid's my alarm went off. I snoozed it and went back to bed and had the second lucid. I actually think I had two FA's, but I'm only certain of one.

Mixed in there, likely somewhere around the restaurant scene was another dream I had where I was in the office of an ogf Jennifer M. She looked great. Her office was positively opulent.

We were going to go somewhere, but she left and I stayed looking at a door that was right at a window looking several stories below. I liked the door to nowhere. Then I noticed another one.

I eventually left and saw a restaurant for the office building workers. It was dark and cozy, though a bit sterile. I walked through thinking how much I liked that an office cafeteria would make the dining room dark for an intimate environment at work.

As I came out, Jennifer came back to get me. I was kind of sad because she had such a good job and I didn't. She said she could get me an application. She walked over to an executive who gave her one. She came back and said, "I told you I could get you an application!" I was still sad because she could get anything with her looks and it had nothing to do with me deserving a job.

I then saw a vignette type corridor where the walls looked like an alien planet's cave landscape. I asked Jennifer to walked into it so I could take a picture of her. She did, though I never actually took the picture.

dreams were not as clear as the previous day's. also what is it with cartoon characters in my dreams??

6:50am: something to do with My Little Pony. the planet that the ponies lives on is shaped like a donut?? Twilight Sparkle travels to the hole in the world and jumps through in order to explore the other side of the planet. Princess Celestia flies after her in an attempt to stop her.

?am: i appeared at the very top floor of a skyscraper, which housed a high-end restaurant/bar. i was almost paralyzed with fear from the extreme height. Æon Flux (cartoon version) rode the elevator to meet me because i guess we were going on a date or something? she was wearing normal clothes and seemed to have planned this date to be here knowing that it would make me uncomfortable. i was getting dizzy from looking out the massive windows, which took up almost the entire wall, so i asked Æon to switch seats with me. after this i ordered absinthe and proceeded to get so drunk i fell asleep mid-date. when i awoke and remembered that i needed to pay, i realized that my wallet wasn't in my purse. Æon ended up paying for my drink before we left.

Cay's Dream

Now it's my turn to have bad recall!

Dream 1
I guess I was on vacation with my family. I remember some sort of restaurant/steakhouse adjoining to a shopping center. My friend Azra was there as well. A little girl began to follow us around, and her brother eventually joined her. They turned out to be very sick, and later my sister-in-law said that she was going to send money back for their treatment once we got home. My obese cousin N.C. was eating the biggest steak I've ever seen.

Dream (fragment) 2
This one was so ridiculous I can't even comprehend the direction of the plot now. There was talking lasagna in jars...and one was the grandfather, and he was dying, and he wanted to be buried in a huge bubbling vat of cheese in a factory. I'm pretty sure I delivered him there.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

It was a bright, warm, sunny day. I was in some kind of suburban neighborhood with a group of people. We all stood out in the middle of the road, in a wide intersection, near the crest of a shallow hill. The other side of the hill felt very airy, possibly like the seashore was nearby.

Somehow I knew -- I may actually have been explaining it to a business woman -- that either a plague or a flood had hit this area. The place had been ravaged for a while: either overwhelmed by waters or distraught by disease.

The calamity had subsided. But things weren't back to normal. The town's population was now extremely low.

On top of that, there were certain streets that were now run by dogs. It was easy to tell the streets apart. The streets that had nice, new, black asphalt were streets where humans lived. But the streets with older, pale asphalt were run by dogs. The streets with old asphalt, I knew, had been so ravaged by the calamity that the new asphalt had been stripped off of them.

It was known that the dogs would guard their streets. If humans came down the streets, the dogs, which were like German Shepherds, would group together along the street and growl the human away, back out of the street.

But new asphalt was now also being laid through the dog streets as well. The group of people and I were following one new strip of asphalt that had been laid, coming out of a dog street and heading toward the front of this neighborhood (which now, apparently, was a gated community).

There were two or three mail delivery men up ahead of us, pushing their bag-carts full of mail. Walking near the men were two or three big, black dobermans. I feel like they were acting as an escort for the mailmen, who, now that the new asphalt was being laid, were again having to go into the dog streets to deliver mail to the houses.

I was now outside the community's gates and a few blocks down. I was talking with somebody, probably a black man in his mid twenties, maybe a little skinny, with reddish hair, wearing a red shirt.

The man and I were out here on a job. The man may have been gossipping to me or complaining about the work, trying to find a way for the two of us to get out of it, even though I wasn't interested in finding a way out of the work.

I was now walking back up toward the gated community. The gate, I could see, was a kind of cheap-looking, chain-link fence, with a tiny post-structure for a security guard to stand inside of. After the fence, the street went up a hill that was covered in the deep shade of heavy-canopied trees.

There were a couple of people behind me and beside me to my right, but just out of my view. A black woman said to her friend, "I don't wanna have to see them showing off their lust for each other again. It makes me sick."

I wondered who the woman could have been talking about. I now saw that the community's gate was open, and that two black, female security guards were walking back and forth in the open space.

The women were both overweight, and their security uniforms were really tight on them. One woman was darker. She had hair about to her shoulders, brown, with blonde streaks in it. The other woman was lighter and had blondish hair, long, in tight braids that pulled up in a fountain-shape and then flowed down.

The long-haired woman was following the short-haired woman around closely, almost flopping over her. I could see now that these two women were lesbian lovers. The woman who had been complaining a moment ago had been complaining about these two women.

Dream #2

I was in a really nice restaurant. I sat along the back wall, with my right side against the wall, at a table for two. The restaurant was one big room, full of tables for two or four people. The tables and chairs were all of heavy, dark wood. The walls may also have been of heavy, dark wood.

It must have been daytime. The restaurant's lighting was dim, and most of the light seemed to be coming from a window at the front of the restaurant.

The chairs at my table, and at all the tables along the back wall, had tall backs, maybe two meters tall, carved in a Gothic style. The chairs were so tall and solid, they made me feel like it was sitting in a booth rather than at a table.

A wealthy-looking white man, maybe in his forties, sat at the table directly in front of mine. I was probably waiting for my food. I was reading a book, scribbling some figures with a pencil onto a pad of pink paper, and listening to music with my headphones.

But I now noticed I'd been singing along to the music I'd been listening to. I didn't know if my singing had been any good. I hoped I hadn't been singing too loud.

I thought it would have been rude to be singing like that here, in such a nice restaurant, with such a serious guy sitting in front of me. But I may also have thought that the guy could possibly have been a talent scout. I may have thought that if he'd heard me singing, he'd want to sign a record contract with me.

But I was more embarrassed by my bad singing and my impertinence for singing in such a place. I took out my earphones and put them away.

Dream #3

I walked into a restaurant in the downtown area of some big city. The restaurant was part of some big building, possibly a big hotel. The restaurant was huge, with windows for all its walls, letting in streams of bright morning light.

The restaurant was like one big room, but divided into a number of areas, mainly by means of setting some parts of the room up on higher platforms, maybe 30cm to 60cm in height, and arranging these platforms at odd angles from the rest of the restaurant. Some areas may also have been divided off by glass walls or waist-high divider-walls.

There was one little alcove with a couple tables in it just off to the left of the entrance. I was thinking of sitting there. There were a few big, beautiful, white business men sitting at a table. One man had a tanned, but reddened face and wiry, brown-red hair. He was laughing with the other men.

I still wanted to sit in that room. I wanted to sit near those men. But I also wanted to avoid them. I didn't want them to think I was trying to intrude in their business.

I looked throughout the rest of the restaurant. It was all empty. There may have been a waitress walking through some of the seating areas, doing something. But that was it.

I was now (I don't know why) so embarrassed with having wanted to sit at a table near the business men that I left the restaurant. I walked around the corner, but then came back in through a different door. This way, I thought, the business men would think I'd left. That way they wouldn't think I was trying to intrude on their business.

I was back in the restaurant. I walked up onto one of the platform levels and took a seat just a couple tables away from the glass wall dividing this area from the room the business men sat in. Apparently I still wanted to be close to the business men. One of the business men did take notice of me. I felt kind of stupid.

Dream #4

It was night. I was sitting with my family at a McDonald's. The McDonald's was packed with people. The place felt hot and greasy and steamy.

My family and I sat at a very low, long table. My mom, my siblings, my nephews and niece, and I all sat packed together. But there was another whole group of people at the table, too. So we were all pretty crammed together.

We had all our belongings heaped up on the table as well. I had a backpack or a book bag in front of me, amid a heap of other stuff.

Someone brought out our food. I had fries, possibly something with chicken in it, and a soda. I had to reach around all the stuff on the tables to get to the drink-tray with the sodas in it. The sodas were all smalls, in white cups.

But when I looked at my drink in the drink tray, I realized that, while I'd ordered a Coke, I'd been given a Sprite. I was really mad. I'd been here a number of times, and every time I'd asked for a Coke, I'd gotten a Sprite.

I blurted out, "Christ, I hate these people. They did it to me again!"

But I noticed that there was an extra drink in the drink tray. It was a watery-looking orange drink in the drink tray. It looked like a mix of orange Hi-C and carbonated water. I like Hi-C, so I thought I would just be satisfied with that drink instead.

But my brother, who was sitting just to my right, said, "Did they give you the wrong thing? Don't take it. I'll complain to them."

I didn't want anybody to complain, as, in my experience, complaining just made things worse. But my brother had already complained and was now back in his seat.

Now one of the workers came up, a fat, white woman, dressed in blue slacks, a dark maroon polo shirt with blue sleeves and collar, and a visor-hat with a maroon visor. The woman asked, "Did someone here have a complaint about their drink?"

I stood up to face the woman. I didn't want to. But since she was here, I thought, I should just be honest with her. But I hid my face behind the top half of a big styrofome meal-container that was holding a bunch of ripple-cut french fries. I was even shoving french fries and catsup in my mouth as I stood there.

But the woman knew it was me. She either poked her head around the container or forced me to lower the container so she could see my face.

The woman said something like, "Oh, so it's you again!" as if she knew me for a constant trouble maker in the store.

It was obvious that the woman wasn't going to change my drink. She walked away, back behind the front counter. But she sent out another worker, either a black man or a black woman, to kind of pace back and forth around the table and make sure I wasn't trying to start any more trouble.

My family had all finished their meal and were ready to go. We were in a hurry to get somewhere -- maybe to the airport, so I could catch a flight back to New York.

Everybody else in the family was now outside, and I was sitting at the table by myself. It also felt like a large part of the people in the restaurant were gone, too. The place felt kind of empty.

I was trying to pick up all my stuff to get going. But for some reason I couldn't find my book bag.

A new family was coming into the store. There were a mom, a dad, a daughter, and some other people. The dad was tall, white, with a huge belly, barely held in by a thin t-shirt. He wore dark-tinted eyeglasses and had short, blonde-grey, curly hair.

The daughter was young, maybe twelve or thirteen years old. She wasn't very pretty. She had kind of frizzy hair and a nerdy look. But I was probably really attracted to her sexually.

The father obviously thought of me as "below" him, and he didn't even want me around his family while they ate. He was bustling around near me, huffing and puffing and trying to intimidate me. Finally he walked over to my table and stepped on my book bag (which was now on the floor?) a couple times.

I was really angry that the father stepped on my book bag. I had my computer in there. He could have broken it. I was probably going to stand up to him.

But suddenly I was outside, walking with my family to the car. We got in the car as I was telling my mom about the guy who had been bullying me inside. My mom may have asked if I wanted to take care of it in any way. But I didn't think it was any use.

I told my mom, though, that I probably should go back into the store. I'd been looking for my book bag in there, and I hadn't found it yet.

My mom said, "Oh, we just took your book bag with us when we headed out of the restaurant. It's in the back." (The back was like a hatchback, rather than a trunk.) "Did you want me to get it for you before we started driving?"

I kind of did. I wanted to make sure my computer was okay. I remembered the man stepping on my bag. But I didn't know if that was a real memory, now. If my mom had taken the bag out with her, it couldn't have been there for the man to step on.

I figured I'd just take a chance, then, and look at my computer once we got to wherever we were going. I told my mom, "No, that's fine. As long as my book bag's in the car with us, that's all I care about."

I remember being on a factory's land. I looked upon where it was supposed to stand; only to find bits of charred rubble, blackened debris, and scorched grass. I wonder what had happened here. All of a sudden, I heard people's voices call out from down below. Like in the ground. I couldn't tell what they were saying, but they were probably calling for help. I heard the voices the strongest under a pile of burned debris, but I couldn't lift it. For some reason I just walked off.

I came to a restaurant parking lot. The restaurant was quite open; it didn't have a door, just a very large archway leading into the building. I walked inside and saw a large buffet that lined the left wall. Beyond that, ahead of me, was another large archway that lead to where people were sitting down, eating. I looked on in awe, because I was hungry.

Suddenly, my mom appeared beside me. I don't know why. She was just there. I think she came to eat, or she heard about the factory explosion and was worried about me being out there all alone.

We walked back to the site of the explosion and heard the voices again. We just didn't know what to do. No one knew how the explosion was caused. As I moved toward the right to get a good view of the site, I accidentally hit a pail, causing a nearby ladder to wobble in its standing position. It was weird; these ladders and pails that were all holding something together.

DreamLucidAwake

Document Fragment

I'm not really sure what was happening. I would fall asleep, dream that I was reading some sort of document and then wake up not long after. This repeated about 5 times and was very boring.

Slow Down

It was the middle of the night and I was standing by the street near one Loudonville's parks. I was standing next to a parked car waiting for someone. It wasn't long before some man and some woman appeared right behind me. We all get in the car and the lady is driving, the man is in the passenger seat, and I'm sitting in the back. As we're driving, the lady starts speeding faster and faster. I asked her to slow down, but she ignored me. Then we come across a steep hill with a sharp turn at the bottom. Asking her to slow down soon turns into yelling, but all they could say is "we're fine." As we aproached the corner I closed my eyes and braced myself for a crash.

After I opened my eyes, the car was parked in a driveway and I fell out of the vehicle. As we went inside the house I couldn't stop repeating "I hate you, I hate you, I hate you." To finish the dream, we all sat on the couch and watched Looney Tunes.

Trailer Park Walkabout

It was the middle of the day (yay) and I met a teenager named Kevin. I was then with a grouop of 5 other teenagers and we all went to a trailer park to get ice cream. For some reason the ice cream guy kept running from us, so I had to chase him for a while. After looting the ice cream cart, we walked around for a while talking and telling jokes. We came to a creepy part where everyone just stared at us with grim faces. The road finally led us to a cliff with lake at the bottom. I threw a pipe bomb into the lake for no real reason at all other than to see it explode. Not much else happened.

Let Me Swing

I was on a playground at sunset, playing on a swing set. As I was swinging, there was a kid behind me that kept bugging me to play with him. I told him know several times because I knew it wouldn't end well. He repeatedly began to call me a toad. I ignored him and just kept swinging. This made him mad and he somehow pushed me off the swing when I was high up. I landed on the ground and did a pk roll to break my fall. He then called me a lotus and I woke up.

Zombie Princess

It was morning and I was inside a castle courtyard. I met a princess who was overly ambitious about finding an ancient shrine. She then runs off into the wilderness to go look for it. It confused me too much to care until the king told me to go save her. So my opinion didn't really matterh here and I was forced to fallow her. Tracking her eventually led me to a cave that descended deep into the ground. When I caught up with her, she had already found the shrine. Its power had transformed her into an evil soulless zombie. As she started to grow bigger and more powerful, I ran off to find a relic she had mentioned before. I came across a treasure chest and dug through it until I found some sort of cross made of blue crystal. I pressed it against her and she kind of vaporized in a bright light...

Forgot to Pay

It was the middle of the day and I was at a restaurant in Loudonville. I had ordered waffles and pancakes. I happily ate them and they tasted more delicous than I could have imagined. I then left the restaurant and waved goodbye. As I walked down the sidewalk I stopped for a moment. "Waaaaiiit! I forgot to pay for my pancakes." I ran back to the restaurant, but when I got there the waitress pushed me over to a table with my family. I reluctantly sat down to join them. Most of my family was there plus Ginny from Harry Potter. I don't remember much of the rest of the dream because I felt like ignoring them.

Gameboy Kid

I think I was 10 years old in this dream or something. I was in a car with a woman and her kid who was of similar age. Maybe I was recently adopted. The kid had like 20 gameboys in his backpack and kept talking about his games all the way to walmart. Not much happened at walmart except the kid bought 10 more gameboys and a Latin language game. We then drove back home and the kid kept talking about his 10 identical gameboys the whole way.

The next thing I remember is sitting in a room with the 2 of them and I'm suddenly 5 years old now. There was also a baby there who I played with toy blocks and car with me. Then the woman suddenly wanted to throw up, so I ran and got her a bucket. As she was busy with that, I sat down in front of the tv to watch Loony Tunes.

End

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

Something about fried chicken.

Dream #2

I was in a huge room like a gymnasium. The gym was unlit, and the only light that came into it seemed to be from a fluorescent light in some other room. The gym was full of either mattresses, or just blankets, lying on the ground. Young men, and possibly young women, may have been sleeping on the mattresses.

In a room just off to the left of the gym was a small, kind of narrow room, like a room for an art exhibition. A woman was somewhere in that room. She was like a talent scout. She was going to audition everybody in the room for some kind of show she was putting on.

We all had to lie down and wait to be called for our audition. Eventually I knew I had been called. So I stood up.

I was naked. I had apparently masturbated and ejaculated all over the blanket. There were pools and pools of the stuff all over. It looked like some kind of meat grease, too, with an orange tint to it.

I was terribly embarrassed by the condition I was going to have to leave my space in. It was disgusting that everybody would see what I'd done.

But, then again, I considered that maybe everybody here was required to masturbate. Maybe it was a part of the whole process. I also thought that if any girls walked by my bed they'd be impressed by how much I could make.

I walked into the narrow room. There were three video monitors embedded in the floor, in the center of the room. The monitors were about the size of a big HDTV. But they were old, conventional boxes, not flat screens.

The monitors were showing some kind of colorful scenes in a video-style. But, other than the light of the screens, the room was totally dark. The edges of the room were very dark.

The woman lurked in a corner of the room, off to my right. She may have stepped forth at one point. I kept watching the monitors, though, as if this were a part of my assignment.

Dream #3

I was inside a structure like a nice house. But I was at the end of a hallway, and just around a corner from me was an amusement park.

I could see one of the rides: a rotating column with hydraulic poles coming off of it. At the ends of the hydraulic poles were airplanes. As the airplanes went around in the circle, the people could use hand controls to move the airplanes up or down, out or in.

This amusement park ride was in some Middle Eastern country which was predominantly muslim. And for some reason, amusement parks were looked upon here as sinful. I saw three girls together, wearing head coverings. I knew they were in deep trouble for being here at all.

I walked back down the hallway and into the living room of the house. As I did I came to understand that the amusement park would eventually prevail. People in the country would eventually come to accept amusement parks. And the amusement park would eventually grow. But until then, people, especially women, would probably be persecuted for going to the amusement park.

Dream #4

It may have been a cold and drizzly night. I had just walked into some diner -- more like a chain restaurant in the "diner" style, like a Denny's or a Perkin's. I walked past a booth-style counter and then past a few rows of booths.

I walked past a group of late-night diners, men and women, maybe in their early thirties, all kind of beautiful and boisterous. I turned left and sat in a kind of big alcove of tables that had booth-seats on one end and regular seats on the other. I notice two big, empty rooms of booth-tables off behind me and to my right.

I sat down and opened the menu. The group of late-night diners were maybe five meters off to my left, and I could still hear them talking and joking with each other. I kind of hoped they wouldn't notice me and start trying to annoy me.

I looked at the menu. Apparently it was only a dessert menu. I got to a page of what looked like malted milkshakes. But instead of being called "shakes" or "malts," they were called something else. There was a picture of a few malted milkshakes surrounded by pies.

A waitress came up to take my order. But she may also have been talking to me a bit about the desserts. The desserts I'd thought were malted milkshakes were actually something else -- very much like a milkshake, but not quite.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in some place like a restaurant. It may have been on the second floor of a bulding. The wall to my right had a couple windows, which may have had thin, white curtains over them. I sat at a small, round table. There was a larger, round table in front of mine.

My family sat down at the larger table. Somebody, possibly my mom, sat down with her chair pulled slightly out and to the side, so she kind of faced me.

My oldest nephew, as he looked when he was young, maybe nine or ten years old, crept up and hid behind the woman's body. I saw him do it. I was pretty sure he'd wanted me to see him, like he was only acting shy so I'd come right up and talk to him.

So I stood up and walked behind the woman. I may have started talking to my nephew.

Dream #2

I was in the driveway of "my family's house." The driveway was on the left side of the house, unlike IWL. My sister had a huge SUV. She and her kids were already inside it. My sister was apparently going to take me somewhere, possibly home or to a hotel. But she asked me to go get some keys out of the house for her.

At first it seemed like these keys may have been for the car, or for some car I was being taken to. We couldn't leave without them. But I may have found these keys.

At some point I was in the hallway, probably on a threshold to a room, talking with my mom. My mom may have seemed to be a lot taller than I, as if she were a giant or I were a kid.

I may have gone back outside to have my sister send me back into the house again. This time my sister needed keys for something for one of my nephews.

My nephew apparently needed to go to the doctor. But the keys were necessary for something regarding either the doctor's office or my nephew's actual body.

I went back into the house. I may have gone into the basement. It seemed like it was taking me a really long time to find the keys. I may have decided to give up and tell my sister that maybe she should look.

But then I was in the kitchen. I opened a drawer and found the keys inside, laying on a blank pad of sketch paper. There were three keys on a ring. They may have been inside a clear, plastic baggie.

Dream #3

I was at some theatre. At first I was in some part of the lobby. I was getting ready to watch some performance like a college or high school performance. Some kids who'd be performing were in the lobby, talking with each other. One of them was a tall, black boy.

Now I was in the theatre with my friend H. We sat in the very front row, on the very left end. The stage seemed normal, though slightly elevated. It was all black, and a blue spotlight shone on it. There may have been something like a wooden-barred cage on the stage.

Something about this performance may have had to do with Kiyoshiro Imawano and, possibly, Ryuichi Sakamoto. My friend H seemed to be really excited about this. But I got mad at her. I told her, "I've seen Kiyoshiro Imawano and ----- (possibly Ryuichi Sakamoto) performing here before!"

I was so mad at H for once more forgetting the details of my life that I had her twisted sideways, down on my lap. I had her head twisted up at a really painful angle toward the stage.

Now the play began. A bunch of kids kept coming out and introducing themselves. The play seemed to be about a bunch of cool, artistic kids all living together. As each kid took introduced him or herself, he or she would take a spot somewhere on stage.

A few black boys walked out and introduced themselves. I recognized one of them as one of the kids talking in the lobby. The stage was now low and bowed out in a kind of wide U-shape. I felt like the stage was smashing against my knees.

I remembered that my friend H had said she didn't have time to come to the show, and how she'd see me to the show and then leave. But, I happily remarked, H had come in and sat down with me. Now the show had started, and H still hadn't tapped my shoulder or anything to let me know she was leaving. She must have wanted to stay!

But I now looked over to H's seat. H was gone. She had left without telling me. She may have left a book in her chair.

I was in an Asian-style restaurant. There are a lot of people, but I don't know any single one of them. I was trying to figure out something. Then while I was under a table, some people surprised me with a birthday greeting. I forgot my own birthday. I told them I thought I was still asleep.

I looked for the comfort room. Seems there are two kinds of comfort rooms: the more secure one and the free one. The latter has too many people. I recall nude people, but unclear.

I was in a bookstore, searching for books.