At a party of family and friends. Sitting on the back porch overlooking the ocean. Glanced up at the sky to see giant boulders suspended in the clouds. They began to drop, making enormous splashes in the water. More boulders and other objects appeared across the sky, falling and destroying things.

Going to class. Roller skated down a steep hill very smoothly but there was a game going on with hundreds of people. Had to stop to avoid interrupting the event. Instead of walking up, I crawled along the edge of the asphalt inside a fabric gutter, a river many feet below. People were jumping. I got to the top and realized my clothes were inadequate for school and my wheels had fallen off.

Thinking I'd done the right thing, I'd stuffed about twenty chickens into a large Tupperware container and placed them in the refrigerator. When I pulled them out they were half alive and stuck together, rotting, with broken legs that snapped off. I tried to pry them apart, but their skin was peeling.

Lucid dream. I was teaching class and all was going horribly wrong so I walked very far  across a campus to my office where I poured red wine into a silver togo cup. When I left to return all the buildings had changed. "Lara," I said, "This is not possible. This is nothing like reality. You are dreaming. You do not have to get back to class. Nothing will happen. Just go. Go!" It took a little convincing since the responsibility to fulfill my obligation to my students was very powerful. Finally, I capitulated to my rational mind. I bounded away like a freed animal across soft hills. I met strangers with whom I engaged kinky sex and/or interviewed them as usual: "Who are you, exactly?" They revealed nothing.

I had adopted a very large snake and a possum. I had them in very roomy glass cages on public display. I wondered why I had made the commitment, especially to the snake, because I would have to feed it. I thought it was impossible that I would do such a foolish thing so I left on a skateboard.

I was driving in a rotary and all of the cars conspired to push me off the side. I fell for some time and after impact, I stood up and was a giant looking down at a toy rotary full of toy cars. I smashed them to the ground, pleased with my power...very Twilight Zone!

Lucid Dream: Trying to get "home". Drove on frantic freeways across confusing intersections. Car disappeared started to run across rocks into entertainment district up staircases dead end in a loft. Leaped from fountain tops and neon signs over crowds of people. Ran into a street winding through rows of open concept shops. A voice said, "Lara, slow down. You are trying to get home but you never will. You are dreaming. Here, let me introduce you to some people." I introduced myself to several strangers, asked them questions but they only replied with vague answers.