ThirdIris

1. I am stealing things from my old High school, for some reason. I am pushing around a large garbage bin (empty of garbage) and shoving anything I can in; computers, books, etc. Several people look at me with suspicion, but I manage to disappear into the the crowd of students. I pass by the art room, and I see my old art teacher inside. She looks up at me, and we make eye contact. I almost keep walking, but then I have second thoughts and decide to go talk to her. It's a bit awkward because I said that I would go visit her, but in nearly 5 years, I never have.

2. I am at my boyfriend's house, scrambling to get ready for work. One of his friends is over, writing a dream journal entry on Dream Views. We talk a bit about dreams as I am trying to figure out how I will get to work on time. I can't believe that I didn't become lucid while discussing dreams and Dream Views. Wow.