13 March 1995: Bed at 3:00 a.m.; Nova Dreamer on at 7:00 a.m.; off at 11:00 a.m.

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IT WORKED!!!!!  In my dream, I went to a couple of bars with my girlfriend.  As soon as we walked into the second bar, some guy came up to me and introduced himself.  He looked preppy and had a dark blue jacket on.  He did some fake fighting moves, and i did some back.  (I guessed that this must have been some male bonding thing that he just did unconsciously.)  He introduced me to the friends he was with.  They were all girls, and one of them reminded me of the wives of men in gangster movies i have seen:  Gaudy clothes, leopard-skin polyester clothes with tinges of hot pink.

 

There was one girl who seemed interested in me; she had sort of seventies-looking clothes on.  She reminded me of one of my friends, Joy.  After the guy finished introducing me, Jan (my girlfriend at the time), asked what i wanted to drink.  Next thing i know, she ordered five vodka tonics, and two of something else. I told her that she knew i hated vodka tonics, and that i wanted something else, but she said; "Too bad, then order it yourself!"

 

Everyone got their drinks and we sat at down.  I sat down for a minute without a drink, talking the girl across from me.  Jan had an extra vodka tonic now, so i reached over to sneak a sip from one of her drinks.  She got mad because i had changed my mind about not wanting the drink, and then wanting it.  So i went back to the bar to get my own.

 

As i was deciding what i wanted, i started looking at the bar.  It was a very plain and white, almost as if it had been stripped down from what it used to be.  Above me was a clear tube with lights in them. It didn't appear as though the fixtures in the lights in the tube had any bulbs in them.  I wondered how my friend's dad felt about how the bar is now compared to how it used to be.  My thoughts drifted back to what i wanted to drink.  I was thirsty, and was worried if i got a Jim Beam and Coke, that i would be up all night, but i decided to go with it anyway.

 

Next thing i knew, the lights in the tubes began flashing bright red, forcing me to close my eyes instantly.  I thought to myself ""These lights are blinding!!!""  It almost hurt, they were so bright, and all I could do was cover my eyes and put my head on the counter.

As I was standing there with my head on the counter, it occurred to me that because of the flashing lights, that I must be dreaming!  I decided to give it a test, so I tried to fly.  To my surprise, I was able to lift off the ground right in the middle of the barroom.  My memories of who I was with and anything else that was going on immediately disappeared.  All I cared about was that I was awake within my dream, and that I was FLYING!

 

I flew into the long hallway (the bar was located in some strange mall, full of drunks, gypsies, and brightly costumed people.  I flew down the long corridor, looking at al of the people and glowing neon lights.  It was thrilling.  Soon, I found myself outside and flying through the intricate courtyard of a gray stone house.  My consciousness began to fade, and thoughtlessly, I drifted back into sleep."