A bump in the night 😱

Date: 12/14/2016

I was trying to lucid dream, watching the backs of my eyelids whilst slowly repeating "I am dreaming!" ...but the next thing I knew, I was dreaming about dreaming. I was in bed thinking about sexual things (I went to bed horny) and whilst I was thinking about those things, my pillow started to vibrate and my head started to merge into it. I then heard a knock at the door "I am dreaming!" I thought, but then I woke up. (Dammit!) I then heard a loud crashing sound coming from somewhere in the house. I stayed quiet for a moment, frightened that someone was trying to break in, then I got up and checked the house, to find nothing suspect. Then I dreamt again... I was in Debenhams, when a fat guy in a wheelchair passed me by. "Hi" he said. "Hey!" I replied. He then followed me around for a while. I started to feel a bit tense. "Why is he following me?" I thought. Then I received a text message from him, being over-familiar... (how did he get my number?) I was going to send one back, but then I decided not to. Whilst I was deleting his message, I saw that I had received a strange message from a guy called Mark (a blogger I talk to) He had sent me a 'virtual' scrapbook of his spiritual experiences with lovely pictures of Egypt and forests. "This is so cool!" I thought "But why is he sending me this?" Next scene; I was watching a documentary about how bad crisps were to the body. I watched the little chewed-up crisp particles eat away at the stomach lining - it made me feel physically sick and, from that point, I vowed only to eat healthy foods. Next scene; I was looking for a chair for my computer desk, but all the shops I went in only had 'crazy' expensive chairs. "I'll never find a chair I can afford" I thought sadly. Next scene; I was in a tattoo parlour contemplating getting a tattoo. I wanted one at the top of arm (for some strange reason?) the lady in the parlour said that I'd have to wait for the tattooist to come back from lunch. I followed the lady outside and saw a Chinese guy approaching us (was he the tattooist?) He was really friendly. I knew he liked me, but I wasn't that into him.