Sleep graph from that night

3.01am
          I am riding a bike down the road, through some village. I am starting to recognise that place, but cannot remember exactly where it is. It just feels familiar, as if I knew the place. I am riding, without peddling, as the slope is fairly steep. It must be spring time as there are patches of snow every now and then and all feels really wet, even the road. I look briefly around and see just a few houses scattered around. Then I notice that the road is turning sharply right soon and after a few serpentines it goes up the hill again. Now I realise I am wearing a mask. The one that has been used in the movie "Scream". I am also dressed up in a long, black, loose robe. For a second, I get worried that it may get to the wheels of my bike. However, this thought is quickly disturbed by another person on a bike that I am overtaking. I just balance and he (I feel it is a man), and nod as a "hi" (interestingly not realising how absurd a perhaps scary would that be). But as I look at him, I see he is wearing exactly the same costume as I have, only the face mask is much bigger. He nods at me. I notice the smile on the mask, thinking, how appropriate.

       I go through the right turn, hearing and feeling the road metal under my wheels. I feel like I am rushing somewhere, but I don't know where. Here I notice another biker in front of me. He is quite far, but as I am getting close I can see more details. I am in awe!! The mask is so cool I am thinking to myself. It is mostly gray, plush whole body costume, with some pink parts, which meaning I don't really understand. That is about to change. As I get just a few meters away,
I recognise it is some kind of bizarre mixture of Eeyore and Piglet characters from Winnie the pooh! The whole body part is more like Eeyore and on the top of the head, there is a small Piglet one, as if sitting on Eeyore's head! I am totally amazed by this mask!!

      Then suddenly someone on a bike passes by really fast, and I feel anxiety a bit, as I know that there is another sharp turn soon. The person reaches the turn and flies off the road. There is a big house, looking like a watermill. (I assume so as there is a river flowing right behind the house). Nevertheless, that biker flies right into the river, just where a huge water whirl-pool is raging. He is going to drown, I am thinking to myself. I am thinking we have to rescue him somehow, otherwise he is going to die, for sure. Then suddenly a huge rod with a hook at the end comes out of nowhere, pulling the man out of the water. There are some people around, clapping, humming that if I didn't call help, he would have drawn. I am confused, as I cannot remember calling anyone. It all happened so quickly.


The next dream: 4am
      I am standing in front of a jungle. (I assume so, because of the kind of trees it is made of, not like in usual forest). I walk in. It seems that it is just a thin ring of trees, shielding a glade, from being seen from outside. I see a plane wrack, or something that at least looks like it. It looks like silhouettes of a plane, covered by moss and little trees, that must have been growing over for quite a while. I walk around, having the wrack by my right hand side. It is very peaceful there, just what you would expect from a place like this. Occasional sounds of birds and animals, echoing in the embracing silence. Then I go close. I climb up, on the top of it. Here, a man appears. Strangely, I am not surprised. As if I was expecting it. This man walks me around, showing me the place. He talks all the time, but I cannot understand (or don’t remember) what he is saying. We walk to the end of the right wing. It is all a bit slippery.

      There is another man standing, waiting for us. It must be captain of the plane (!!!!). We start to chat, in a very friendly tone. He is telling me loads of things about the plane, the surrounding, as if he was a tour guide. Then he stops. He is looking at me, as if he expects me to answer to something he said. I look at him. He keeps gazing at me, so I start looking around for a clue, what could have he asked me about. I notice little windows on a side of the plane, through which I can see as if half naked women. But nothing specific, just some silhouettes or so. I look back at him. Hi nods and says… “yes”. Then he says they film porn in here. I keep looking at him. He starts laughing and asks me whether I want to see. (at this point I am falling asleep again, and my words become totally random ((damn!! :-D)))


The next dream:4:15am
      Mk and I are in some camp or a cottage village or so. It looks like the spring village from the other day's dream, but this time we are on the top of the village, on the top of the hill. We are walking and chatting. It feels like we are going to explore the place. Then a group of people approach us. They are all young. It seems like they are on some school trip. They ask us if we want to go with them for a party, where they are going. Mk and I look at each other, make that kind of face saying “why not”, and we agree to go.

      However, Mk says he needs to change his jacket. So we cycle home quickly. (I am not sure where we got the bikes, as we were walking initially, but hey, it’s a dream right?). Our house is somewhere in the middle of the ‘slope’ village. It is an old, cold house. It seems like my grand mum’s house I think for a moment. Then, Mk says he needs to “take a dump” (literally). I wait outside. I can hear him shouting something and laughing. 'Bloody hell', I am thinking to myself and laughing too. Then he walks out (from (as I now realise) a disproportionally small house) and says it stank so bad, that his head started to hurt! Well, I am laughing at it, obviously. :-D

      We are on our way to the party. It's quite a walk up the hill. I think it must take us some fifteen minutes. The road curves up the hill, but we are taking shortcuts that cut right through, straight up.
When we get to the party, there are many people. We have to tell the security a code, which is “chicken fricassee” (!!!). Apparently, this is what is cooked as a main course there. The party is kind of boring, or old fashioned. It is in a huge village hall house. People are walking in one big circle to a rhythm of the music being played. We just stand there and watch it. Occasionally, we chat shortly with some random people. Then I wake up….

My 2nd Lucid dream - homeless man in my grand mum's house

Sleep graph from that night

     I am flying home to Czech Rep. I remember my way through the airport. I was very confused about the organization of the airport. It wasn't very busy, but I had to walk for long and through a complex labyrinth of rooms. I fly home to visit my grandmother. There is my friend Ivan sitting next to me. We chat a little, but I cannot really understand what about. 

         Next, I am in my grandmother's house kitchen. I can clearly see the room with all the details. It's a good size room, all toned to a light green color. I am sitting by the table on a funny, wobbly chair with a thin cushion. I sit towards the living-room, with the white and blue ceramic clock behind me. I see my hands (!!!!!) holding a cup of tea. The tea is so clear, it must be an earl gray (my grand mum uses water from a well. Anything the water is used for taste amazing). I see the cup in incredible details. It is a small, wide, white, ceramic cup with a line of little green leafs around. It is worn off a bit over the years of using. I can feel the warmth of the cup in my hands. I  think I am there on my own.

              Suddenly, I hear someone knocking on one of the windows by my right hand. It surprises me, because the kitchen is on the first floor. So I look there.There is a homeless man (I assume that from the way he looks). It is not a winter time, but I can feel that it is pretty cold and miserable weather outside. I stand up and open the window, but not the one right in front of him, just one or two aside. I see he is hanging on the parapet of the window. The homeless starts telling me a story.He is saying the usual story,how difficult his life is... I look at him but I don't really listen. (I saw a homeless man begging in the underground the previous day, but I was listening to some music, so I didn't hear what he said. It might be somehow reflected in this dream). As he hangs,he moves towards me. I can see his dirty hands with long and dirty nails. He is missing many teeth and the ones he has left are pretty randomly scattered in the mouth. I notice one massive tooth in the middle of his jaw. It takes quite a lot of space inside his mouth. I am surprised by this and think for a moment how that happened. (I think I was becoming lucid at this point). I am also thinking to myself, "come on spill out the story and tell me how much money you need". (this is certainly connected to the homeless guy in the underground the previous day. Even though I couldn't hear, I saw him carefully counting some coins in his hand and saying something. I thought to myself, he is probably saying how much money he is missing for hostel or something). Nevertheless, I am still wondering how could he hand or stand there.(I think I woke up at this point,and realized it was just a dream.Then I fell asleep with the intention of continuing in the dream lucidly).

        I am in my grand mum's kitchen again. I look at the homeless still hanging there. I think for a moment, and then I tell him to climb in and to tell me his life story. He starts telling me the usual story. (I don't remember details of the conversation, but I was being pretty tough).

 I keep asking him very direct questions about his situation, breaking through his excuses to show him that the causes of his problems is no effort to change them, that he is just feeling sorry for himself. In his story, he describes that he was held by Japanese soldiers(:-D) who wanted to pull out the big tooth. He is saying that he cannot learn anything. I am getting annoyed quite a bit. I look him straight in the eye and tell him. "Look, I am not going to give you any money, but I will give you the opportunity to make them". At the back of my mind I am hoping that no one will come in, as that would be quite difficult to explain what does homeless man doing in the house. Then suddenly someone is knocking on the window again. I look there and I see Ivan with his friend 'Filak, Fifka Fiala'. They ask me whether I go out with them, or if I go running. So I show them the homeless man. They say ok, with understanding. (what do they understand to??). I ask them if they want to go running with me as I am going between 3-4pm. The homeless man says "I fuck it", I look at him, thinking that he probably assumed he was invited too. 

          Then my grand mum comes in. So I start explaining the whole story, they just stand and listen. Suddenly, I feel a little bit anxious whether I catch my flight back to UK today. I am thinking, how do I get to the airport? I am looking for some brochure, but I cannot find any. I must take a coach, but what time does it go? Does it go today at all? I think it's Sunday! I must have an email with all the details about the flight, and maybe there will be details about the coaches too. I feel even more anxious.(I believe I have lost my lucidity around here).

       Its 3:30, I am standing in the lobby of my grand mum's house. It is a large cold room,with stone staircase up to the second floor and down to the basement. It always smells a little bit funny in  there, thought I have never been able to identify the smell,its just the  smell of my grand mum's cold lobby. 

         I have to leave, so I excuse myself and tell everybody that the homeless guy goes with me. But I cannot see him anywhere. I look around. I am surprised. Then he walks in from the kitchen. I tell him something (I don't know what it was) and his face just all brightens up, with a real happiness. I stand there, staring at him, thinking, what the hell have I said that made him so happy? He also stares at me, realizing that what he heard was not what I said. (I don't know how I know this. It's just a feeling). Then he gets all upset, his body posture weakens. I ask him what happened. He looks at me, and says "I thought, you said you were going to make me a cup of coffee". I can see the disappointment in his eyes. Then, everything stops. I just realize how much it meant to him, that someone would care enough to make him a cup of coffee,that someone would even offer him,in my eyes such trivial thing. I am starting to feel bad. Not for not making him the coffee, but for being so hard on him before... (this must come from the interaction with my friend the night before. We talked about life goals and directions, and as I often do, I was being a little bit hard on her, just to push her to realize what it is she wants to do and not what she is expected to do. I does work in most of the cases, but it may not be necessarily pleasant experience. She told me that even though it was helpful, I should be more supportive. I think she has a point. So I thought about it quite a bit before I went to bed). 

School, house, Brother, plastic tube, party...

Sleep graph from that night

I slept really well last night. I was not "conditioning" myself to remember my dreams or to realize being in a dream when spotting something strange. Even so, I still remembered pretty decent details from my dreams. 

I am at my secondary school in my village. I am standing in the ground floor class room. It is a large plain room with massive windows facing the street, right next to the headmaster's office. For this reason, I have always felt as if I was watched in this class room. But there is my brother as well. He is handling some plans. Even though I cannot see what's there, I know that he is planning to build a house. (In reality, he has already built one across the road opposite the school). The plan he is holding looks like an old vellum. He is talking to the headmaster. I am just watching the conversation, even though I cannot understand what are they saying. The headmaster is a big man, some 6'4" with great natural respect. 

      Suddenly, I realize I can see on the plan that my brother's house is going to be right next to the school. I mean some 3 meters away from the front wall. Then I notice there are no windows any longer. And there is the front corner of the room missing. Only a lager rough hole, through which I can see foundation of my brother new house. Just raw shapes made of red bricks. I am surprised (not realizing it's a dream though), and my surprise triples when a massive tube, made of clear plastic, made of several segments is being installed, interconnecting the house and the school. My brother is saying something in the sense, that he wants easy access for his children. I feel that I am standing there in disbelief. Yet, I have the feeling that the plans are still being argued even though those big steps are being made. I feel that my brother is trying to force the headmaster to sign the plans. (I love those feelings when dreaming, seems like such a nonsense yet feels so real).

          

Next dream:

        I am walking up the road through the village "Hroba Horka", just above the sharp turn where the block of flats is. When suddenly a brownish dirty car (favorit) comes from the other direction, passes me and stops. Then I can see the reverse gear has been selected as the reversing lights light up. The car is struggling a little... It seems like there is some mud on the road. I cannot see through the dirty windows who it is. It is a cloudy day, so it might have been raining, thus the dirt on the car doesn't really surprise me. I am a little bit anxious as I don't know who it is. 

     The door opens and my friend Zbysek leans out, laughing as usually. I don't realize that the steering wheel is on the other side of the car. I notice some shadows through the windows, so there must be some more people. Event though I don't see who it is, I have a feeling that I know them. Zbysek asks me whether I want to join them as they are going for a party. I see that the car is already overloaded and pretty crowded. So I say I cannot make it, as I have loads of studying (this reflects my current situation actually :-D). Then he says, ok man, and drives off. I feel relieved. 

Swiss village, voting

Sleep graph from that night

In this dream, I live in a small uphill village. It reminds me of some strange merge of a Swiss and Czech village. Swiss for the surrounding nature and Czech for the structure of the village and the type of architecture. There is a curvy road running up the village and old houses scattered around.
        I know that there is some sort of voting taking place. I am not sure what for. I remember getting an information (I think on TV) said by a man, that "there are two parties competing for our votes - Christmas and Easter". I am laughing at this in my mind! :-D thinking 'what a nonsense' (strangely don't realise it is a dream!).
       I am walking up the street, when I notice a girl and a guy. He is wearing green shirt and a green some other green top over that. I see them running across the street, running into a house and then out on the other side. I am standing dumbstruck there, trying to make some sense of it (yet no dreaming realization). I carry on walking up the hill. I get to a village train station. There are several lines. One train passes by fairly quickly.

       Then I am still in the village. There is Dustin, the dog we used to have. Small, sand-like colour, really cute dog. I remember that he always runs away as soon as he is off the dog-lead. We are taking him for castration. I think it has something to do with it. We are coming from the vet-hospital. I am looking at the wound. It looks just like a small white spot.

Clown shoes

I am going to school, but I am dressed like a clown. I am wearing clown shoes, the ones with cured toes with a ball on the top. It is green and chubby. They look into my student book. I know that they should not do that. 

FIRST LUCID DREAM! Health and safety inspection at work +

Sleep graph from that night

I am in a large room, it looks like a hospital. There are curtains and a bed. They want something from me, but I don't know what. I am being tested with various tests. They find out that I have some serious heart decease, something similar to cancer. There is no cure for it as I have it for too long. Then Pavel Opatrny and Marek Hlavacek walk in. They ask me some questions, but I don't understand what are they saying. I go to Pavel's grandma then. There was Milka Havlova, the lady with one arm.

I go with Hlavacek and Danny to a shop with watches. I wanted nice and simple Seiko watches. They show me loads of shitty ones, plastic and funny colors. I refuse all of them as I know that I want nice watches. Then I see one, that looks really nice, but I tell them that I need some time to make my mind.

I am walking around UBS buildings. But it looks different. There are massive rooms with many desks and escalators. It must be at night as it is dark or dim everywhere. I am looking for something. I am looking in draws. Then I get to an area that looks like a play corner for kids.
I find a book there.

I am at work and there is Helen working with me today. I walk in to the deli from the kitchen and notice many people in the deli. They wear long coats and I feel that they are somewhat important. When suddenly, they walk behind the counter and start checking everything. They open the microwave and see scotch broth soup being defrosted with the plastic bags. the microwave is somewhere else than usual, next to the Jacket potato oven. There is a whole cooked chicken on the counter. Its all greasy and it doesn't look good at all. I am starting to feel anxious as I know that it is going to be a problem. I don't understand where is all that mess coming from, but it is not important. I think Hellen must have been doing nothing. I realize it is health and safety inspection. Then they go to the kitchen. I am not following them so I don't know what is happening there. Then suddenly Sharon runs to me from the kitchen. I see the stress and tension and anger in her eyes. She asks me where are plasters from the first aid kit? I am getting a little bit angry and explain her that Alfonso, the kitchen porter keeps taking the plasters all the time.

**** At this point I am starting to realize that something is not right here. We don't cook chicken in the deli bar. Also I see Emanuel in leather jacket and a hat. He doesn't work with us for long time, and he has no longer access to the building. With those things together I now know that it is a dream. I feel that I want to change what is going on. I don't have any specific intention, but I just want to change it.*****

Then suddenly all those people yell "We gotcha!!!" (apriiil). And they all start to wish me happy birthday. I see all those birthday crackers firing. They explain to me, that it was just a birthday prank. I look at my manager telling her with my eyes that it is not my birthday, she understands and tells me with her eyes to be quiet.

Cathedral and a shit of my shoe

Sleep graph from that night,
experimenting with different app

I am inside of a huge cathedral. It seems its just being renovated. I walk upstairs and walk out to the balcony. Its a huge balcony. There I see some paintings of large doses filled with food. I am admiring it greatly. Suddenly, I realize I still have long hair. I ask if they could heat some food for me, as I got hungry. There is some dark dude...

There is some cooking competition taking place. They are all cooking soups.
I couldn't find matches. Then I see a beautiful black girl, but there is also some black guy, just showing off, wearing some red see-through t-shirt. They go together.

I run to my grandma for some food. On my way, I see the black guy again. I know that he is well known trouble maker. He drives a yellow truck with a front crane. He drives quickly by and flies off the road into someone's garden. He jumps out of the car and starts swearing. I laugh at it and hide in a shadow. When I came to my grandma's house, I see a small shit in front of the house. And then I notice I have stepped into it. Its all over my shoe! Grandma says that its nothing, and not to worry about it.

Jumping in a pram

Sleep graph form the night,
experimenting with different app. 

I was sitting in a pram with George. I see a long pontoon, next to which there is a small cottage. I start jumping on the boat. It creates huge waves. George and I are watching it with fascination. The sky is gray and cloudy and its raining with coming storm.

Looking for a spring

I am at the bottom garden in CZ. I think I am there with Marek's friend Tomas. Then we appear in a forest. It looks like close to the sky slope in Zasada. There is a big rock and we are looking at it with interest. We are looking for a spring. Tomas has a hammer and a chisel. There is a black random line on the rock and Tomas starts hitting it with the chisel and hammer. The rock cracks and water starts squirting from it. I also start hitting a stone and a large piece of rock falls off. Suddenly, loads of water starts pouring out.
I am back at the garden. Its getting dark and I am getting ready to go to sleep. There is a bed, for the times when someone sleeps outside. I jump into my sleeping beg. There is a brown straight piece of wood. Tomas asks me to pass it to him. But I didn't do it. I didn't want to.

Living with George

I am renting a flat with George. He wants his new girl to move in with us. I am quite surprised as she is not looking very good. She is quite old, has a belly and big nose, but she is a very nice person. So I didn't say anything. 

I am standing in a big field next to a motor way. I am investigating there something or looking for something. There is Mike, the security guy from work. I have a argument with him. I cannot remember why. I see some tanks and planes coming there. There are also soldiers swimming. They want to occupy the place as something happened there, I have a feeling that it could be related to UFO. I am just watching it. Then I leave the place and go a bit aside. 

I go back to our flat, where is George and the girl. We have a baby to look after, but we don't pay much attention to it. The baby craps itself and George's girls is going to change its nappies.  

Ahhhhh

Ahhhh, this is just frustrating! I know I was dreaming, but cannot remember what was it. I have a feeling that it was about actually writing dream blog, but wouldn't put my hand in the fire for that. Yet, from my graph it must have been dreamful night!!


I've tried new "look at my hands" lucid dream inducing technique. Hasn't worked out much, but I won't give up.

Gallery

M&M and I are going to a gallery. As we get there, we can see many people painting on the canvass. those are not any concrete paintings, ore of a modern, geometrical shapes. Its a large, complex building. Those people seem to be from the street, random people just being creative. It seems like a class. Then, some lady comes in. She is a professor. She advises these people how to paint it better and how much it can be sold for.
Then I see a girl painting some squares. The professor comes to her and tells her to paint in lines from the right top corner to the opposite one. This will make it look dynamic. She starts to pint in to the girl's painting and totally changes/destroys it. The girl is just watching it, all upset. The girls pulls out some money and gives it to the professor. it is £40 or £55 per hour. The girl was there for about 3 hours. She tells us that she comes very often.

Fields and small body under a heap of leafs

Sleep graph from that night

I am sorting out some notes with bank account numbers.

We cooked too much bacon at work, so I am thinking whether it could be frozen. However, I am worried that it won't taste good when it's defrosted and heated up again. :-D

It is summer time. My brother and I stand behind our house in CZ. There are large fields with some kind of herbs or spices beyond our house. We have a small tractor with massive tanks for watering these plants. The tractor has jets for spraying the water at the plants. My brother had similar one. We are racing now, going right to the other side, where we have to refill the tanks. As I look at the fields, I see many of watering jets all over the field. We fill up the tanks. I ask my brother if we are doing it right. The tanks are green with aluminum arms holding the jets. My brothers ensure me that it is all ok, so we go back. 

          

I am behind our house again. I am there with my sister. She is going to do some gardening too, but keeps running away all the time, as if to get something. She plays some music in her room and leaves the window open, so we can hear it. 

I am sitting in the fields, when some man comes to me. He is wearing a long coat and a gas mask. I have a feeling that it has something to do with "black death". There is a small person under a heap of leafs ready to be burned. The man asks me whether he should burn it. I say that no, that its ok. (!!!) 

I go to a shop with plastic models made by Rewell. I want to choose one, so I go through it. I picked a tank. It cost £68 (exact amount???). I queued for quite long. When I got to the cashier (young lady with long hair and glasses) she saw me looking for the price, so she told that its not the final price as some other components have to be bought with it. So I told her that I need to think about it for a while. Then the girl offers me to purchase a kite. It has many different colors, and it is very cheep. It only costs £1.20. So I took one.

I am behind our house again. There is my brother with me too. We continue watering the plants. We use the water from our swimming pool, but its being filled up at the same time too. We chatter about it. My phone keeps ringing all the time. I look at my watch and notice that its on the other wrist. It is early in the morning 7 or 8. I am fairly surprised as it seems like midday because it's pretty bright. Then everybody leaves. I have a feeling that they go shopping, or they go to water plants somewhere else. There is my grandmother too. I tell her that I will send her the file soon. (??) My grandmother and I have filled in some file in MS Excel. It contained names in time (for centuries). Then I went to see my friend O. Skrbek. He starts to apologize and explaining some matters, although I don't understand what is he saying.  He says that he ate some bonbons in some lawyer's office. I remember that he always had plenty of everything. I tell him to open a store with building materials, and that I can write the welcome board for him. (!!!!) ( I am falling asleep again at this point, therefore there is less and less logic in the story) 

Tube crash / Baking trays & theater performance "Questions"

My friend MandM and I are sitting in the tube that is just going outside from the underground. I look out from the window and see a highway running along the train line. Suddenly, the train slows down significantly. We look outside of the window, to see what is happening as I have the feeling that always when the train slows down like this, it is because of some accident. Outside we see parts of another tube train. It's all torn apart. I see many people picking up all those parts. We are chattering about it. It raises anxiety feelings in me.

Guys (MandM) and Pia decided to go to see some performance.

                The theatre is somewhere far. I tell them that I will get the tickets. I take baking trays (!!!) which i think we need for it. I filled the washing basin with water and put the trays into it. (:-D) Pia's tray is all messed up and greasy! I get a little bit angry as the water for washing gets all messed up. Because of this we are running late. As soon as I am finished, I run to buy those tickets. Now I am in a camp, with loads of tents and stools. I know where to go. I come to one of them, where I see some notice boards with writing on it. The writing is saying "if you buy the tickets within 34 minutes, you are still going to make it" (this is very strange, as usually numbers and writing in dreams are impossible to read!). I got the tickets. These are also train tickets to get to the place where the theater is.

                  The train station is right next to the camp. It is a massive final station. I can see many super fast trains there. I look at the tickets to see what platform we are going from. I see that the performance is called "Questions" (reading again). I remember trying to find the best date and time for us to go. With the girl who sold me the tickets we agreed on Friday the fifth. We run to get our train. It is Easy Jet train as I can see the colors and logos on it.  However, as we get close to the train, the door shuts and the train departures very fast. I see us standing there at the station, feeling confused and surprised as the train was not supposed to leave yet. I realized that we could get there by some other train that goes the same way. I run to a group of the people who clearly work at the station. I'm telling them that I am not happy with the service as we still had 34 minutes. Firstly, I argue with a nice young girl, but she doesn't know what to do. So now, quite a big buy with ginger hair comes to deal with it. He tries to sneak out of the situation. Finally, as I lose my patience, I ask him if we can use the ticket in another train, because they are useless. 

Then we all are at some arena or stadium to watch UFC fight. Even though we are sitting pretty close we cannot see much. The fighters are fighting like girls and even of it I am not able to see much. I feel disappointed. 

Almond Croissant / house party / Ellie

Very life like dream....

It seems that the theme of tonight dreams were, "almond croissant".

There is a man wanting to buy a croissant, and I am trying to convince him to buy an almond croissant.

I'm driving my mum's green Polo with my friend George. We are driving at night, through some outside village curvy roads. I am not sure where we go or where from, but suddenly there is a car behind us trying to race with us. For some reason, I have a feeling it has something to do with the almond croissant. So I go faster and faster, but he's still behind me. I am thinking to myself, that he must be a really good driver, as I am going really fast. He is still behind me. Then we get to a crossroad, of a T shape. I am going to go right, but want to take a short cut and pretend to go left, then suddenly turn right. However, he takes me over. I go right after him. We get to another T cross road, but I go too fast, and I fly of the road, straight through a wooden fence opposite into a garden belonging to a small house. For a moment, it seems like my uncle mum's house in "Jilove". The first thing that comes to my mind is that its ok, as the ground seems and feels soft so the car didn't get damaged. Suddenly, a young guy comes. I know it is the man from the car I was racing with. I am telling him, that he should have had the fence gate open :-D but he seems that he wants to pick a fight or so. He tells me that he won't help me in any way. I think to myself that the car is ok, so we just drive off.

Then I say something about white buckets from work and almond croissants again. It really makes no sense :-D

I am in a big house. There is a house party taking place and there is just Eli the customer from work and I. I am walking through the house. It is a strange house with complex structure of rooms. All the rooms are on different levels, but it is very interesting. It reminds me a little bit of George's uncle house. I'm walking through the ground floor outside to the grad. It seems like a beautiful day. I walk through the garden, and where I see a big tree. Ellie is sitting on the tree. She is wearing blue jeans and has bare feet. The weather is getting worse. I'm telling Ellie to come down. She's telling me that it's okay it's not raining so much. I tell her that if she comes down, I give her ALMOND CROISSANT! She seems to be more open to talk now. I notice that she is wearing a blue t-shirt. I can see her gigantic boobs. She has black and white crossed jacket. I go back to the house, browse through all the rooms, but I get bored soon. 

My family and I are at my auntie's house. We are sitting outside. There is a small dog sitting there too. It looks like Tobi, the dog we used to have, but just similar. I feel that the dog is waiting for some specific song to be played. I feel that I know what song he wants, and I feel the need to play it. 

Cathedral school, Window, Vietnamese man, Skinny black horses

Sleep graph from that night
Great patter, loads of dreaming!

       I was in a massive cathedral, which seemed to be a school. Just to make the picture better, I wouldn't be surprised if I saw Herry Potter!! I was there with my friend... I had the feeling, though couldn't see them around. (there were a lot of feelings of the situation and the setting, although I couldn't really assume it from the images I saw, just a feeling). My friends and I were very good students. Nevertheless, there were some teachers who didn't want us to do particularly well, because they believed if we were too smart we would have caused troubles and rebelled against the system.  Then I opened a large, heavy wooden door held together with metal nails and plates... I saw a large dark room with several lines of old fashioned wooden school desks. There were loads of dusty huge books everywhere. I jumped into the room and under one of the desks. There was almost complete darkness, only some rays of light got through the dirty cathedral windows. I feel this was somewhere at the top of the cathedral.. massive attic spaces or so. I could hear someone walking around.. looking for me. I don't know why and who it was.. probably one of the teachers. As the steps got close to me, I grabbed something in the dark and threw it on the person. I think it was a pointer or such object... some stick for sure. 

     Then I was sitting in a class room, and old lady walked into the room. She was a teacher. She called me outside that she wants to show me something, but I knew she was a nice one. I felt like I had been called out very often. We walked down the staircase, and the lady was talking to me all the time. I cannot remember what about though. Then I asked her what she wanted to show me? We walked down the spiral staircase, and then she stopped by a small gothic shape window. She pointed on the window with her thin, wrinkly finger. So I came closer, had to go on my toes so be able to see. I guess that it was at this point when I realized how high we were and how enormous this building must have been. I saw the inside of the cathedral. Massive space of the inside, lit by the colorful light as the sunlight went through the mosaic of the windows. I was amazed. I think I saw some people waling downstairs... But it was so far I could not be sure. I remember thinking, its not surprising that people get influenced by religion when it presents itself in such a way! Then the teacher showed me a sculpture of a monkey.... And told me something about football....And an idiom that I didn't really understand, but its meaning was "not to get lazy when the thing are going well". After this, we walked back, up the stairs. I have tried to tell her that there is a Czech idiom of the same meaning "neusinat na vavrinech", meaning "not to fall asleep on your trophy".. I tried to explain it  with using words "not to fall asleep on bay leafs" (this is interesting, I used bay leafs for cooking the previous night). Then I walked out on some balcony. It was a beautiful sunny day, with azure blues sky. I could see coast and an ocean, I remember to be able to smell the fresh ocean air. 

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    I was in a coffee shop similar to Starbucks, or maybe it was.  There were nice comfortable sofas everywhere and a long counter or a bar. I stood by the bar, resting my hands on it. I must have been thinking whether I was to stay by the bar, or I would sit down. Suddenly, I notice a Vietnamese man nest to me, sitting on a stool by the bar, resting his elbows on it. Then he pushes me away with his right elbow. I felt anger and fury rising in me. I looked at him with a cold look and asked: "Excuse me??" with my eyebrows raised up! 

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(the following section was a mess of images)

     I saw some guards or police arresting my neighbors in Czech. My parents got out somehow. One of the neighbors owns black horses. They are very skinny. Those neighbors were supposed to go to jail for 14 years each. They couldn't decide whether they go both together or one first and then the other. 

Soldiers, skiing, maze,

The sleep graph from this night
there were some extra 3 hours of
sleep in addition to this

*  I think I am in some kind of game. I am in a complex of old abandoned buildings. I know that there are black and white soldiers around. They wear futuristic armour, similar to the iron man or star wars one. I am going up on an outside staircase circling around a concrete column. Suddenly there is one of those black soldiers. Somehow I know it's my friend "El". I start shooting at her. She falls on the ground. I pick her up and carry her up the staircase and put her down behind a corner. I take of the Armour or scaphander. She wakes up. I am thinking to myself, that they must have it somehow timed up that she wakes up at the right moment. (this last bit doesn't make sense, but this is the way I remember it).


*   Wehave a New Year resolution that we are going to eat healthy. My friends and I meet up in our kitchen. There is"Mk" and "Rsh" and I. Mk brought three bags of salad. "Mar" is going to cook something. "Mk" wants to go to Tesco, but can't make his mind. He asks if I go too. I am thinking whether I need something as I know that when I go, I buy loads of stuff that I don't need. 


*  It seems that we are around TateModern or similar kind of building. There is supposed to be a big balcony with a garden or playground. However, we find here just a massive hole with some columns erected in the middle. Something is probably being built there.... ((then I'm talking nonsense about Mk and Mr, New Years resolutions and news :-D)


*   I went skiing in my village. There were many skiing entertainments. There were snow dunes and. I jumped and spun on those. There was also big snow wall, as half U ramp. So I was jumping on it too, but towards the end, there was less and less snow to the point that I had to stop.I tried to sky though, but I couldn't. I had to walk.


*  I was in some kind of psychology experiment.  I had to get through a maze. I was playing against other people. It was taking place in a basement of some large and old building such as supermarket. My goal was to find documents and money, so I could get out from the maze. As I walked through I saw draws and wardrobes everywhere. The documents and money were supposed to be in one of them. I had to run and search for them. I found some in one of the wardrobes in an old blue, flannel jacket. It was a valet with various documents and money. However, there was no ID that I needed to get out from the maze. (there was a woman playing against metoo. I thought itwas my neighbour " "Kourilova". One farmer asked her whether she was pregnant. She got angry and told him not to ask her that ever again! I don't know where  is this last bit coming from or what does it mean. Bizarre)


** this was an extraordinary colourful night. Looking forward to more of those.