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Was lounging on a tropical island somewhere; my family (including my mom) seemed to be there. In the shade, on hammocks; that kind of thing. I recall wondering aloud what it would like to just live in a place like this; no winter...it would be maybe a litle cooler but still...perfect. But might be Weird, compared to having the seasons. There was a bit more to this 'island' place scene, but recall is fading.
There was then a bit, though may have shifted to an interior, where an former, now retired co-worker (who was a very Nice, motherly type, though steely-willed in certain areas) was sitting, talking/visiting with me. Sitting very close to me, holding one of my hands, being her Nice self. But almost cuddling me (ie, more than is culturally polite in this culture).
Scene shifted a bit (this bit seemed to still be the tropical setting); I became aware that my dad was nearby, but in a bit of trouble. A large dog (my brother & sister-in-law have a large-ish puppy; she's being trained and is over-all a decent animal, but still a bit rambunctious - jumps and nips a bit, for example) that he was with was giving him a bit of trouble. I think he, though not alone, made a sound of distress or pain; I went closer to inestigate. Turned out the dog might have hurt him slightly, but the dog itself was hurting somehow. I went very close to the dog; became aware of the situation (that the dog was hurting) and mentioned that aloud; while my dad withdrew a bit aways (but not far). I think I tried to hold the dog while he withdrew, but I was wary of her, and she seemed to be getting angry snappy with me. I noted aloud what she was doing, and admitted to my dad that I was afraid of the dog in that sense; my dad expressed impatiently that I should just shove the dog away. I eventually did, but was annoyed at my anxiety being dismissed thus.
Scene shifted to a Doctor Who themed dream - I seemed to have taken the role of Clara (as in I seemed to be 'her'). We were both in a large basement - the (Capaldi) Doctor further back probably trying to examine something, me closer to this Wicked Wolf (literally, like the Johnny Depp publicity pic from Into The Woods they've released that I've seen in passing the past few days on FB - *rolls eyes*) and a hench that was preparing to chase/grab me, as I meanwhile prepared to run back towards the Doctor. They paused though; either I or the Doctor (it being CapaldiDoc, probably him) having asked them to wait.
How long we all waited 'blurred', but I suddenly realized I was alone...in the now dark dark basement (it was now night out; there were a few windows). Door to the outside was locked (or maybe I just Knew); tried the lights - nothing. I then said aloud, "Are you effin' KIDDING me?!" (Which is my own current catchphrase of angry disbelief.) So they'd lifted the Doc out instead - I was still stuck in a dark and creepy basement, where, although I was alone at the moment, just confined, there was no guarantee that I'd remain so. Obviously, I also wondered where and how the Doctor was (but you also know he can take care of himself). Outside on the street, a couple of young black guys walked by, but angry, arguing. As in, 'no help here'; there was a definite vibe (as in any 'I'm feeling helpless' dream) that outside the basement was unfriendly territory that would not be a source of aid.
Woke a wee bit after midnight for a bathroom break; realized there were a couple of people outside conversing loudly (and angrily) as they passed below on the sidewalk. So probably some reality - dream bleed-through.
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No real recall of the second sleep period - but woke with a sense of having been thinking about certain financial chores I have yet to do.
EE meditation done.
Biphasic Sleep - 8:30 pm to midnight -an hour up (to add this initial entry), then 1 am to 6:20 am.
There was then a bit, though may have shifted to an interior, where an former, now retired co-worker (who was a very Nice, motherly type, though steely-willed in certain areas) was sitting, talking/visiting with me. Sitting very close to me, holding one of my hands, being her Nice self. But almost cuddling me (ie, more than is culturally polite in this culture).
Scene shifted a bit (this bit seemed to still be the tropical setting); I became aware that my dad was nearby, but in a bit of trouble. A large dog (my brother & sister-in-law have a large-ish puppy; she's being trained and is over-all a decent animal, but still a bit rambunctious - jumps and nips a bit, for example) that he was with was giving him a bit of trouble. I think he, though not alone, made a sound of distress or pain; I went closer to inestigate. Turned out the dog might have hurt him slightly, but the dog itself was hurting somehow. I went very close to the dog; became aware of the situation (that the dog was hurting) and mentioned that aloud; while my dad withdrew a bit aways (but not far). I think I tried to hold the dog while he withdrew, but I was wary of her, and she seemed to be getting angry snappy with me. I noted aloud what she was doing, and admitted to my dad that I was afraid of the dog in that sense; my dad expressed impatiently that I should just shove the dog away. I eventually did, but was annoyed at my anxiety being dismissed thus.
Scene shifted to a Doctor Who themed dream - I seemed to have taken the role of Clara (as in I seemed to be 'her'). We were both in a large basement - the (Capaldi) Doctor further back probably trying to examine something, me closer to this Wicked Wolf (literally, like the Johnny Depp publicity pic from Into The Woods they've released that I've seen in passing the past few days on FB - *rolls eyes*) and a hench that was preparing to chase/grab me, as I meanwhile prepared to run back towards the Doctor. They paused though; either I or the Doctor (it being CapaldiDoc, probably him) having asked them to wait.
How long we all waited 'blurred', but I suddenly realized I was alone...in the now dark dark basement (it was now night out; there were a few windows). Door to the outside was locked (or maybe I just Knew); tried the lights - nothing. I then said aloud, "Are you effin' KIDDING me?!" (Which is my own current catchphrase of angry disbelief.) So they'd lifted the Doc out instead - I was still stuck in a dark and creepy basement, where, although I was alone at the moment, just confined, there was no guarantee that I'd remain so. Obviously, I also wondered where and how the Doctor was (but you also know he can take care of himself). Outside on the street, a couple of young black guys walked by, but angry, arguing. As in, 'no help here'; there was a definite vibe (as in any 'I'm feeling helpless' dream) that outside the basement was unfriendly territory that would not be a source of aid.
Woke a wee bit after midnight for a bathroom break; realized there were a couple of people outside conversing loudly (and angrily) as they passed below on the sidewalk. So probably some reality - dream bleed-through.
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No real recall of the second sleep period - but woke with a sense of having been thinking about certain financial chores I have yet to do.
EE meditation done.
Biphasic Sleep - 8:30 pm to midnight -an hour up (to add this initial entry), then 1 am to 6:20 am.