Evil mugs and lucid dreams

Date: 9/4/2018

I had a weird series of dreams last night. I had an action-packed non-lucid dream followed by a lucid and realistic dream! In my weird dream, I had a colorful ceramic mug. It was still mug shaped but had hearts and starts and maybe shaped like a bear. It was pink and red and yellow and very cute. Unfortunately, it was cursed. It had demonic writing on it and the curse transferred to me since I was it’s owner. I was lying to people to try to hide where I was going (demon hunting). I don’t remember a lot of specifics. The part where things get real. Or well, as real as a dream can be. I was running down the street on a little hill in my childhood neighborhood. While passing a bush I used to hide in as a kid I thought “Wait. Erika. Where are you? What is different?” And BAM! I KNOW I AM DREAMING! I moved away from that city over ten years ago. I stand still and take my time looking over my surroundings. I’m standing in front of the houses of my two childhood best friends. They look exactly like how I remembered them. There was a grumpy old man in the front yard on the boy’s side of the street. I knew he was a DC(dream character) since he didn’t live there. I asked him how he was and he just grumbled at me and turned away. Haha. I didn’t want to ask him if he knew he was in a dream since I heard they can go a bit crazy. I walked down the street and notice my neighbor’s house is very different, what used to be a cute little house with a wood porch, it had a huge cement ramp extending to the front of the yard and off to the side with tall cement walls on each side of the ramp. Totally not normal but I was enjoying the dream. My old house was completely different. The ranch style home replaced with a gorgeous yard and side of the house. I guess my imagination didn’t have enough room to visualize the whole house. The houses changed with your income automatically so you wouldn’t have to move or do any home renovations. I think this is the moment I lost lucidity or woke up and went back to sleep. After this, I had a dream I was trying to print some labels out and fax something but my ex was there and wanted to show me how to do it. I told him no, I don’t need help. He got frustrated and angry at how I was doing it. I held my ground and told him, “If it bothers you, then go somewhere else.” He huffed and puffed and went somewhere to pout while I finished what I was doing. Then my alarm went off.