Xanous' Dream Journal

#304 - DILD - 5:10AM

I have an FA and get in a huge argument with my mom. Apparently, the time-line was a mixture of when I was a kid but thinking I was grown. I tell her staying with my grandma (maternal) for a week would be horribly boring though the thought crosses my mind that would probably have time to focus more on lucid dreaming. I tell her that, "I'm a grown-ass man and should be able to stay where I like." Undeterred, she continues mentions that after the week with her mom my other grandma (paternal) would be living with us until June. I have another horrible fit and finally decide there's no more point in arguing.

I walk into the next room and see my grandfather (maternal) talking to my dad with other people. I get the feeling everyone heard the argument and feel embarrassed. Suddenly, it dawns on me that my grandfather should be dead and I become lucid, although I think it's totally plausible that we would all be staying with my grandmother (maternal) who is also dead in waking life. I'm still feeling the heat of my argument with mother and I confront my grandfather about his being here. I feel a little pissed that he would show up when he's supposed to be dead. I rudely interupt his and my father's conversation. "Hey. Hey. HEY!. Aren't you supposed to be dead?!"
My grandfather calmly replies, "Yeah."
I state, "So this is a dream."
"You betcha.", is his only reply.
Suddenly, I get the idea that I am possibly actually talking to my dead grandfather. I realize I had been rude and angry and I let all emotion go. I try to think of something worthwhile to talk about since It's rare I see him in my dreams anymore. All I can think of is, "Are you alright?"
The says a simple, "Yep."
Unsure of what to say or do next I just say, "That's good. See ya." as I turn to walk away.


I am fooled by an FA and I have my dream journal in front of me. I am trying to type the first sentence of my dream but have a very hard time hitting the right letters on the touch screen. I begin to realize that there are more and more people crowding me. I look up and there seems have been to be a line forming as I sit on the floor starting at my device. It also seems that I am right in the way of everyone. I stand up and there seems to be some Black Friday event going on. I feel really crowded so I walk away but I am still focused on writing in my dream journal.

I finally get the full first sentence right when I pause to look around. I see my wife and several people from both our families around a folding table eating free samples of some type of fried cinnamon crisps in the shape of a Christmas tree. The decoration begins to look very festive as I make my way the the jar of goodies. I inhale one and reach in for several more. The cinnamon and sugar are all over my hands. There's another table set up with chocolate covered cherries. I reach for them as I suddenly wake up.