Date of dream: Tuesday, May 16, 2006
Level of Lucidity: N/A
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My high school campus seemed to transform into this sprawling college-y campus. It was late
summer/early fall. Seemed to be like an orientation for the new school year. There were lots of
students walking around, I didn't really recognize anyone though. I just wandered around the campus
for the whole dream. I guess the stangest part was I remembering feeling abnormally sad. Even
after waking up it took me a few hours to shake off the gloominess.
Additional Comments:
I think I pretty much know where this dream is coming from. I'm graduating from high school in less
than a month, and I'm feeling a little nervous about college, a little sad to leave my high school.
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Date of dream: Wednesday, May 10, 2006
Level of Lucidity: N/A
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It was daytime, very sunny, and I was outside on a sidewalk in a city that looked like San
Francisco. I witnessed a boy around my age take a license plate off of a car (the license plate was
black with random white numbers/letters on it) and promptly bend it in half. I felt like I knew this
boy, but merely as an acquaintance; however, once he took and bent the license plate, I felt very
angry and defensive.
I started chasing him, and it was suddenly night (perhaps, in my dream, there was a clearer
progression of time, but all I remember now is it being daytime then immediately nighttime). The
setting had also changed; we were in a "bad part of town." I pursued the boy down a tunnel with
bright yellow fluorescent lights, but I couldn't quite reach him. So, I grabbed a nearby car
(apparently with keys and all) and tried to catch up with him. However, he was no longer in sight.
Two police cars were on my tail to reclaim the stolen car. At first, I remember feeling a little
afraid, though more annoyed than afraid. However, as it became more and more apparent that the
police were going to catch me, I started to panic. I felt this was a horrible injustice--that I had
stolen the car merely to right an earlier wrong. And then I remember thinking, "Oh God, I'm going to
go to jail for this." The police had cornered me. I got out of the stolen car and started running. I
knew the policeman behind me was wielding a gun, and, as I was running, I kept repeating to myself
"You know you have to stop, but just run a few more steps" a few times until I finally slowed to a
stop and turned around.
When I was face to face with the policeman he fired a shot into the air. And then, for some reason,
I was back in the sunny San Fran-esque area I had began in.
Additional Comments:
Really vivid dream, strong emotions. I remember when I woke up I was like, "WHOA. I'M NOT IN JAIL,
RIGHT? GOOD!"
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Date of dream: Monday, March 06, 2006
Level of Lucidity: N/A
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I was a CIA operative in my mid 20's-early 30's, and I was to complete some cliched Mission
Impossible-esque task (what it was I don't remember). I was in a near pitchdark cabin on a train;
the only light was the red glow of a control panel and that of the moon--curiously enough, the cabin
had no windowpanes. In fact, the train itself seemed rather poorly put together.
Nonetheless, there I was, sneaking around said cabin, going about some mission. Suddenly a figure
entered the room who, instinct told me, was the enemy. I engaged in a fist-fight with the
man--suddenly, the cabin split into two halves, and we were both grasping onto a pole in the center
of the ruined cabin.
Well, this is where my dream loses all cohesion. I'm hanging onto this pole structure with the
antagonist, basically defying gravity, as the two of us are floating parallel to the floor. He makes
a reference to an action based TV show and suddenly the plot, the characters, the "everything" of
that TV show becomes vivid for me, as if I had been watching every season of it since it debuted.
By the time I woke up, it was clear that the TV show never existed, but it was so etched in my mind
that I could've sworn I dreamt of it on an earlier occasion. But I'm convinced now that it was only
déjà-vu--or more fittingly--déjà-rêvé.
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