Thread: Mythic's 1337 dream journal

I'm just gonna jump right in, and post last night's dream.
I can't always recall the exact words I or other people say, so I'll just approximate the general message.

The Secret RED Tunnel Non-Dream Dream Lucid

Dream enjoyment rating: 6/10
An interesting dream, relatively clear too. I didn't become lucid, though, and the plot made little sense.
If it had been longer and made more sense, it would be a 7.


I was in a "RED" base from Team Fortress 2. I was with a few other people.
We needed to escape - we were near a secret tunnel. I said something like "I don't know why, but I prefer our RED architectural style. Maybe if I was born a BLU, I would enjoy their buildings instead, with their industrial materials".

One of the people said "When you finally reach the other side of the tunnel and open the door, the guard will swing his shovel at you, before he knows it's you. Just step back. He is trained to do it incase you're an attacker".

I think some other things happened too, but I can't really remember. I know I never went down the escape tunnel, though.
I often think about the different RED/BLU buildings in Team Fortress 2 when I'm playing it. I saw a video about their architectural styles and differences.
Personally I think this dream was quite interesting. People seemed to be born into RED or BLU, completely different than the real game's story.

Finally, another lucid dream!

The Vague Nightmare Non-Dream Dream Lucid

Dream enjoyment rating: 2/10
I wasn't in the dream for long, and I had no real control, because I was afraid and unconfident. But at least I was lucid.

I pinched my nose, and could breath.
It was dark, and I felt uneasy. I was in some empty house.
I tried steering the dream by saying "X person will be behind that door", but it didn't work.


Maybe it was because I was afraid. I know when I'm in a nightmare, and that felt like one. I hope that next time, I'll pinch my nose in a more friendly enviroment.

At least it's progress! I'm glad that my real-life reality checks have carried through to my dreams.

Good to see your RC's are showing up in your dreams! Keep updating your DJ, I'll read it and comment.

Originally Posted by Clyde Machine

Good to see your RC's are showing up in your dreams! Keep updating your DJ, I'll read it and comment.

Thanks! I added a dream enjoyment rating feature, just for fun.

Well, I hope I have another lucid dream tonight - I think it's quite likely considering I'm having more and more these days.

Now all I need to work on is stability.

Naked Obstacle Course Non-Dream Dream Lucid

Dream enjoyment rating: 3/10
Boring on one hand, as I didn't even exist, but on the other hand, it was quite funny, which gives it a 3.

There was an arena around a large circle of grass. Lots of women were in the arena seats.
There was an obstacle course on the grass, which had monkey bars and things like that. I'm pretty sure it was a TV game show, and I was the camera. I didn't "exist" as such.
Anyway, there was some naked guy in the obstacle course. All the women were cheering as the guy reached each obstacle. Kinda funny, I suppose.


Embarassing Appointment Non-Dream Dream Lucid

Dream enjoyment rating: 3/10
I thought it was real at the time. At least it didn't last long.

I was in a hospital, and, well, I was asked to fill in a pretty personal form.
About things... down there. I was embarassed to hell, and then I woke up.

So, no lucid dreams tonight. I actually woke up at 5 AM, but I was too afraid to try a WILD, so I went back to sleep.

The Realistic Towel Non-Dream Dream Lucid

Dream enjoyment rating: 6/10
I managed to become lucid, and I remember the details quite vividly. It gives me hope, as I am having lots of dreams where I become lucid for a few seconds, lately.
Although, I wish I had been lucid for a longer time. I need to improve stability.


I was in a bedroom, and my brother's girlfriend showed me some musical graph. The complex diagram didn't make much sense to me. My brother was also there, sitting at his computer.
Eventually us 3 had an argument.

At some point, I went into the bathroom. There was a big tank, like a shower, except sealed off and full of water.
It looked like it had a floating body in it. I got really freaked out, and left the bathroom.
It occured to me that the argument we'd just had was really crazy, and was about things that we'd never argue about in real life.

So, I pinched my nose, and when I found out I could breath, it all hit me.
I realised that nothing even mattered in the dream. It was all in my head.
I was about to go down the stairs, which by then, my brother and his gf were walking down. I saw a lightswitch, and, stupidly, decided to press it, remembering what I've read about lights not working. The house went black. I pressed it again, and it took about 2 seconds for the light to come back. When it came back, I started to lose mental focus, and my bro and his gf were blurry. As my vision faded to greyness, and I felt around blindly, I realised I had a towel in my hands.

I remembered this thread, and tried to engage all my senses. I felt the towel, smelled it, and rubbed my hands. It was really realistic. The smell and feel of the cotton... wow.
Amidst the greyness in my vision, a simple shape emerged. A house. And some stickmen, I think... and then I awoke.

The Strange Game Non-Dream Dream Lucid

Dream enjoyment rating: 5/10
It wasn't unpleasant. I've had worse dreams, for sure, but there's not a lot else to say about it.

Me and my Dad were playing some game, which looked like a cross between Team Fortress 2 and Unreal Tournament III.
While it was a game, and we were playing it, I had a view as though I was in the game. Now that I think about it, it's like the game was all that existed, and I wasn't in an outside world viewpoint because there was no outside world - my attention was focused on the game.

Nothing exciting really happened. There were money orbs, which I presume you stored in your base for a cash income (I think it was an RTS. Not sure), but once, they spawned at opposite points, so I had to escort Dad's orb to him, and vice versa, or we'd have no funds.

I didn't want him to kill my soldier when I dropped the orb at his base, so I decided I'd take a bodyguard with the orb carrier. But my Dad got annoyed with me, because I took ages delivering his ball, so he had no funds.
That's all I remember.

Yeah, a really weird dream, that doesn't make sense.
What's new, eh? But really, sorry about my dreams. Everyone else has interesting, vivid dreams, it seems to me.
Mine are just bizarre and boring. Hope I have another lucid. Something I can really get my teeth into. Something exciting.

ATM I am trying the Brain Flooder. Loading it with images of the Chinese Huangshan mountains.

Maybe I had a super long dream of the Huangshan mountains, then forgot about it, but I don't remember any dreams at all.



OH! I just remembered, in "The Realistic Towel", I used a lightswitch! That's probably what made me lose focus, the brainpower used in changing the lights.
I've edited the post now. I love it when you just remember something.

Originally Posted by MythicDreams

What's new, eh? But really, sorry about my dreams. Everyone else has interesting, vivid dreams, it seems to me.
Mine are just bizarre and boring. Hope I have another lucid. Something I can really get my teeth into. Something exciting.

ATM I am trying the Brain Flooder. Loading it with images of the Chinese Huangshan mountains.

The only thing I see you're doing wrong with trying to improve your dreams and have lucid dreams is that you just apologized for your dreams not being exciting (to you they aren't, but I find them significantly and satisfyingly entertaining - they're not over the top or anything, they're just chill dreams), as well as comparing yours to others to show yours are inferior. The problem with that is that your dreams are yours dreams for a reason. If you always had giant, epic dreams that wore you ought by the time you woke up in a sweat, you'd get tired of them very fast. I have exciting dreams at times, other times I have more laid back "chill" dreams I guess you could call them, but each and every one is interesting, and for different reasons. Look for what about your dreams makes them interesting to you - if they weren't interesting at all, why would you be having them? Keep 'em coming, and don't forget - I wouldn't be reading on and commenting on your DJ if it wasn't interesting!

Also, I've had dreams where I feel like I'm actually INSIDE the game I'm playing, more often than not. When I'm dreaming about playing a game, I'm always inside it, never just watching a screen.

Originally Posted by MythicDreams

Maybe I had a super long dream of the Huangshan mountains, then forgot about it, but I don't remember any dreams at all.



OH! I just remembered, in "The Realistic Towel", I used a lightswitch! That's probably what made me lose focus, the brainpower used in changing the lights.
I've edited the post now. I love it when you just remember something.

Yes, I believe that would be what caused that loss there. The change affected the entire environment, making you seeing nothing but blackness - which is often what one sees with the loss of a dream, so that's where your problems began. Just avoid that next time, I suppose!

Originally Posted by Clyde Machine

The only thing I see you're doing wrong with trying to improve your dreams and have lucid dreams is that you just apologized for your dreams not being exciting (to you they aren't, but I find them significantly and satisfyingly entertaining - they're not over the top or anything, they're just chill dreams), as well as comparing yours to others to show yours are inferior. The problem with that is that your dreams are yours dreams for a reason. If you always had giant, epic dreams that wore you ought by the time you woke up in a sweat, you'd get tired of them very fast. I have exciting dreams at times, other times I have more laid back "chill" dreams I guess you could call them, but each and every one is interesting, and for different reasons. Look for what about your dreams makes them interesting to you - if they weren't interesting at all, why would you be having them? Keep 'em coming, and don't forget - I wouldn't be reading on and commenting on your DJ if it wasn't interesting!

Also, I've had dreams where I feel like I'm actually INSIDE the game I'm playing, more often than not. When I'm dreaming about playing a game, I'm always inside it, never just watching a screen.

Yes, I believe that would be what caused that loss there. The change affected the entire environment, making you seeing nothing but blackness - which is often what one sees with the loss of a dream, so that's where your problems began. Just avoid that next time, I suppose!

Thanks! There's a time for interesting dreams, and a time for exciting dreams.
Maybe I'll have an exciting dream soon.

Good to know that the "inside-the-game" thing isn't just me. I also recall dreams where I've been playing a game, yet inside it.

Next time I won't go fiddling around with lightswitches.

I went to bed late. Don't remember any dreams.

Wow... I had a lucid dream! And it was simply beautiful. Full story.
The bit before is slightly hazy. And fragmented.
Skip to the lucid part in red if you like.

Clarity Beyond Reality Non-Dream Dream Lucid

Dream enjoyment rating: 8/10
A scary start turned into a wonderful lucid dream. This time, everything was crystal clear in the lucid part. If I had managed to get outside and fly, it would have been even better. I would have preferred it without the freaky horror-movie sort of beginning, too.

Me and my Mum were watching a horror movie. It was about zombies, except in a more bizarre way. My viewpoint was in the movie. At some point, it became real.
We were in some dark, stained, empty appartment. I am not sure what we were doing, except being scared, but in the appartment opposite, I saw a very creepy little girl.
I assumed that she was conducting a zombifying ritual, which was causing the zombies (although I never saw any. We just knew).

So, basically, my sister explains to me that it's not the case. She says that the zombies are created by people going crazy. The same as "The Crazies".

Well, I found myself downstairs and in some strange place, which I can't really describe.
I never really got a full picture on it. I think it was like a garden, but with seperate booths in the back, similar to horses' stables. My family (and my cat) were in these "stables". But they looked like zombies, all rotten and green. "Thriller" style.

When I walked back inside, there was an asian woman with syringes full of various liquids. As I walked past her (she was sitting at a desk), I thought she had injected me in the back of my neck.
"Hey! Did you just inject me?"
"No."
And then I realised she was very important.
"I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to accuse you!"
And then I walked away.

I somehow ended up walking into my room, which looked a bit like my room IRL.
Suddenly, I just knew it was a dream. I'm not kidding! As I looked at my bed, I thought to myself
"I'll be lying there right now. Dreaming."

I got that wonderful feeling, that I only get when I realise I'm lucid.
Anyone else get that? The feeling of amazement, the realisation that you are free to explore the wonderful world. The world inside your head.
The disbelief that everything looks as perfectly clear as it does in real life, one you start paying attention.

As I looked around the room, I marvelled at how clear my vision was. It looked perfect. If there's any non-lucid dreamers reading this, then believe me when I say that lucid dreams can look absolutely real.
I smelled my clothes. Real.
I decided that I wanted to test my powers. My other lucids had ended too soon for me to do that.
I focused hard on willing a piece of paper to rise into the air. I imagined it being pulled upwards. It slowly lifted a few inches into the air.
Yay! That's a start! It was very difficult, though. It took a lot of concentration.

I walked downstairs. When I reached the front door, which was open, I looked through the small window in the door.
In my dream, it was one of those patterned glass windows, which are meant to stop people looking through.
Like this:

I remembered that in a thread about mirrors on here, somebody had asked if anyone had experimented with light and refraction in dreams.
I looked through the window - it distorted the view outside into lots of coloured balls, as it should.
(The pattern was also lots of little circles. Makes sense.)

And then, as I tried to go outside, my viewpoint moved up into the sky. I lost my own body - I was like a camera in the sky.
Outside, there were a few dead trees lined beside an old path, with grey, dead ground. For a second, I was glad I hadn't managed to get outside, but then, past the path, were beautful green hills, topped with (non-dead) tall, majestic trees.
I watched a scotsman walk up to a tree, uproot it, and toss it like a caber.
It was like he was showing me what was possible in dreams. He smiled at me (even though my body didn't exist).

Amazing.
I remember how clear my vision was. Everything looked 100% real.
I can't begin to tell you how awesome it was to be able to go anyware, and the absolute clarity.

The Statue Dragon Non-Dream Dream Lucid

Dream enjoyment rating: 7/10
A really weird dream, but on reflection, seems kinda cool. I've had worse.


I don't know where I was. The place changed slightly once or twice, and hardly mattered. I think it was a room (house?) with no ceiling, actually...
There was a gigantic spaceship, sort of like the one from Independence Day. However, this one was made of glowing, multicoloured light.
My cousins were going to fly it, I think, to let the spirits of their dead family members release, or rest, something like that.

I was also going to be on it, except tied to it with rope. So, when the time came, it rose into the air, and I was attached, but when it got high up, I fell off the rope.
Something very weird happened when I hit the ground. I can't remember exactly what, though. Except my vision turned multicoloured, I think... bah, I hate bad recall.
There was now a small statue in the room I was in. It was of a Chinese dragon, half blue, half red. It might have had two bodies, but I'm not sure.

It came alive, and spoke to me. I remember it said something prophetic, like it wasn't my time to die, blah blah, I was special, blah blah... I don't know the exact details. Then it turned back into a statue.
When I told my Dad, he said it was just a near death experience, a load of crap, and basically got angry with my for making things up.
I argued with him.

I was upset, because if it was a near death experience, or an OBE, what explained the small dragon statue?
Well, I think I asked the dragon something. Don't know what. I pleaded with it to come back to life. It did, for a while, and told me the answer to my question/spoke with me/whatever.

Well, that's it. I think I kinda enjoyed the dream at the time.
When I woke up, I thought "Argh, don't remember any dreams..." but then I remembered!
Yay.

Love your DJ. Its fun to read and it helps me learn how I should act in my dreams and how to get more LDs.

Woah, you've had a lot of Lucid dreams since you joined! It took me a month to have a 5 second LD, and all my other LDs have been really short. I hope to have one tonight! Anyway I look forward to reading some more dreams!

Interesting array of different dream themes!

I keep one as often as I can, and update my online one generally every time I get lucid, so dreams get backed up a little.

A weird dream where I had loads of cash & I was in a school, but Paddy and Selma from The Simpsons came and took all the bundles of money, and threw the notes into the air. Everyone grabbed it.
I was angry, but then everyone liked me because I was the cool guy giving out money.
Some other things happened, and there was another 2 Paddy and Selma twins, called different names.
And a small aeroplane. I can't remember, so I'm calling the rest fragments. Hence the purple.

Ehh, some dream about me being a Desolator from C&C Uprising.

Last night, I had a dream that I met a girl called Jennifer.
We talked about movie clichés while we walked along the muddy edge of a lake.
The sky was dull, and the ground was damp.

The dream was longer and more detailed than that, but that's all I can really explain. I'm tired & my memory of the dream is getting hazy.
But I'd like this Jennifer to be my dream guide... maybe I'll try and find her again, and talk about dreams.
No idea how I imagined her. I don't even know anyone called Jennifer.

Real Life Arena Non-Dream Dream Lucid

Dream enjoyment rating: 4/10.
People were nasty to me, but it was interesting to see my real-life pains manifest themselves in a dream.


I was in a swimming pool. There was a lot of people swimming back and forth across the length of the pool, which made it difficult for me to swim normally.
With every movement, I ached. I felt weak. it actually hurt.
I looked at my arms - they were skinny, more so than usual. I came to the conclusion that I was malnourished.
I complained about the people swimming lengths in the pool. "Why are you people always swimming back and forth? I can't do anything - go to a sports pool instead".

They retorted and insulted me, but left one by one. The last guy said something like "I hope you're happy. Enjoy the pool on your own".
I said "Thanks", sarcastically.

When I woke up, I was aching all over from the way I was sleeping. It's funny how I felt this in my dream.

I had this dream yesterday night, but I forgot to write about it. I don't remember any dreams last night.

The White Bellflower Non-Dream Dream Lucid

Dream enjoyment rating: 7/10
This dream made some sense, and it was pretty cool, too.

I had a long scratch on my arm. This scratch had been caused by a zombie. I don't remember ever being attacked - it seemed as though it had happened before the events of the dream.
Any wound inflicted by a zombie would gradually corrupt the bearer, and turn them into a zombie.
More wounds = faster corruption.
My Mum had a lot of wounds. It was imperative that we got her a particular, white, bell-shaped flower.
If you eat the white bellflower, it stops you being turned into a zombie. We had some in our garden.
My Mum lashed out at me with a snarl. I jumped back in surprise. She apologised - the zombie infection was getting worse.
We went into the garden and picked a few of the bell-shaped flowerheads.
I thought it would be best if I had at least one flowerhead for my light wound, so I popped one into my mouth.
The texture was exactly as I expected. There was no taste, but I could vividly feel the petals in my mouth, as I chewed them. It's hard to describe. They weren't juicy or watery, like petals should be.
I can't remember if my Mum ever ate the flowerheads, but I presume so.
Some people arrived at our gate - I think it was because they needed somewhere to stay, plus, we had the white bellflowers.

I also remember a petrol station at nighttime. Like the one in Toy Story. Not sure why I remember that, though.

This was a pretty cool dream for a non-lucid.
It had some weird stuff at the start, but I'll leave that out because it's boring.
So here we go!

Island Race Non-dream Dream Lucid
Dream enjoyment rating: 7.8/10
I just liked this one. Pity it had a bitter ending.

It was my birthday. Me and my family were on a big island, I think, similar in appearance to hawaii. The annual race was being held, and I was taking part. I knew that last year I had won. The competition was fierce, though. The race wasn't like an ordinary race - I was seeing it from two perspectives, half controlling my own body from my island house, and half in the race. It was like the running game from Wii Fit.
So, the race started and we set off.
I ran for all I was worth. There were ramps and gaps, and the track was futuristic. There were green orbs, which, if you could touch them, lowered your total time. I jumped high into the air, and touched an orb. At that point, I remembered the reason I had always won the race in prior years - I had been good at touching the hard-to-reach orbs.
Now it was like a scene from the first level of Ratchet and Clank. Rocky, and futuristic.
At some point, I heard my brother and father having an argument in the house. Without realising, I had stopped to listen to the argument. My viewpoint moved back to our island house.
When the argument was over, I got very angry as I realised what had happened. "LOOK! I've lost the race! Now I'll have to wait until next year!" I screamed.
While the race was played half like a game, it was very real. Don't ask me why. Dreams are odd.

Later on, I had a chance to continue the race (somehow).
We were in a massive futuristic metropolis. All the contestants, including me, jumped from building to building, running along the course. The buildings were thin, and a dull grey colour.

I think I got an honorary mention, because later, me a former competitor were walking along a red carpet to a gigantic cinema. There was loads of people in the cinema, outside the red tape barrier which surrounded the path, and inside it.
I said bye to my Mum and Dad. It was 11 PM. I was grateful that they were staying up so that I could watch this film through the night.
The other kid seemed to be my friend. Inside the cinema, we walked up to a small computer screen by the path. It had different movies listed, with thumbnails next to them. My friend pressed one of the titles, and the thumbnail expanded, to show a trailer for the film.
It had "blue" in the name, that's all I can remember though. It was a Disney film, and the trailer showed a ginger cat rolling around by a small lake on the same island we were on, with lots of other small ginger cats next to it. A boy was crouched over the cat. I think he was a mix between Hercules and Peter Pan. I remember seeing Tinkerbell too, or some fairy thing.
Loads of Disney stuff, lol. It sounds really crappy, but at the time, it made sense and looked like a decent movie.
My buddy seemed to like that one. However, he said
"You can choose a film, if you want. Check out the trailers."
I said "Nah, it's fine, we can watch that one. It looks fun"
"Cool, this is gonna be great, seeing it really huge on the big screen!" he said enthusiastically.
As we walked down the half-queue-half-path, toward the ticket gate, I saw Matt Le Blanc, and Lisa Kudrow, from Friends, sitting by the path with some paperwork, and their assistants.

I gasped, and ran up to them.
Matt was nearest.
"Hi Matt Le-" I began, but I was interrupted.
"SHHH!" said Matt Le Blanc. He was finishing one of the blue paper forms he was holding.
I waited, then decided to go for it.
"Can I please have your autographs?"
I asked nervously. This was gonna be the best birthday ever! Getting two Friends stars' autographs, and then seeing a movie! Epic!
"Yeah, sure" both replied.
"I... er, I don't have any paper..." I said, suddenly very worried. I frantically asked everyone around my if they had some spare paper. Most ignored me or shook their heads. Finally, a thin-ish lady got some paper out of her handbag and ripped a couple pieces off. I thanked her, and was about to turn round and get the autographs, when my vision changed...
I was seeing an internet forum. A forum about the cinema, and the race beforehand. Let me explain - it wasn't a timegap, just my dream's way of denying my from going any further. A variant of The Void. An internet forum which engulfed my vision.
NOOOOO!
Now I couldn't ever get the two autographs!

I woke up, surprised. The realisation dawned on me. It had all been a dream. No autographs, cinema... nothing. The island, the cinema, the grey city, the frantic race, the autographs, and everything that had happened... GONE. I memorised the dream before getting out of bed, straining to remember every detail.

Dreaming can be a bitch sometimes. It screws with your mind, making you think things are real. All the dream had been a waste of time. Not even real.

Yay! I finally took off to the skies in a dream.
Here's how it happened...

The Competition Dream Lucid Non-Dream
I was competing in a contest. Me, and some other people were waiting for it to start. I can't remember where we were, I think it started out as a small stadium. My Dad was there.
We had to lift small, magnetic, blue weights, and carry them to the finish.
A couple other kids were testing whether they could lift the weights, as instructed by the leader of the competition (who vaguely looked like my mother).
"So, do I have to test if I can lift them?" I asked. No response. I figured the other kids were ill, or had heart problems, so they had to test it out before they competed.
The host of the competition stated that "the winner will not be recieving a cheque, they'll now get
£ 4,300,000 directly.

Eventually though, I ended up in my room, trying to arrange the weights in the starting position. The competition was still on, taking place in my room. The weights were all magnetic, like I said, so I couldn't arrange them properly because they kept sticking together. I had a jigsaw in my hands, which was also magnetic. For whatever bizarre reason, I was trying to seperate the pieces.
It was stuck, so I said "de-magneto", and they de-magnetized.
The host kept on impatiently checking on my progress.
Eventually, I looked out my bedroom window. There was an empty garden, with a ditch/stream seperating it from an endless field. Some kids were in the garden - they'd kicked their huge beach ball over the ditch by accident.
It was at that point that I decided that I was dreaming. I forgot all about the stupid competition. I honestly don't know how this happened, but
"I'm gonna go down there and fly over the ditch, and beyond" I thought.
So I did. I hopped out the window, landing in the garden.
"Watch this." I said.
"I'm dreaming..." I thought to myself. However, I recalled reading a post saying that it's not a good idea to keep saying that. Never mind.
I took a run up to the fence at the end of the garden. I didn't even need to think of any tricks, I just jumped into the air, knowing that nothing could stop me.
It's surprising how well this works. If you worry about it, you'll stop yourself from flying.

"This is just like that thread I read last night! Funny, that guy is right..." I thought.
I wasn't consciously following his advice - I always use that method if I'm lucid, I just will something to happen. So guys, follow the tutorial if it's not already the way you usually fly.
Anyway, I rose above the ground, higher and higher - it was wonderful! At certain points, though, it was a bit inaccurate. More like drifting, in a way, but faster. I realised that I was getting a bit too high. In front of me, I saw the house. It was tiny.
"Uh oh! I remember reading on DV "don't go too high, or there'll be no defining features in the land, and you'll wake up" - it was around that point that I drifted "too high". Everything was white. I was above the clouds, I couldn't see the ground. My body didn't exist!
I concentrated on re-entering the dream. I imagined myself being pulled down. I re-invented gravity, so to speak. It worked! I flew down from the "clouds". I slowed my descent slightly, hovering above the ground on the other side of the ditch. I flew up, then down into the garden.
Once I went inside, the dream sort of went downhill. I was reading manga, which was also animated, and... well, it the dream got confusing, and after going on the internet, I woke up.
However, I remember the computer worked fine.
I looked at text, looked away slightly, looked back, and it was the same. I searched for something and it took me there.
It seems that dream computers are my forté.

So there you have it! My first flying dream.

Don't remember last night's dreams btw.