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Key: {Curly brace and blue} . Relevent waking life details before entry, if appropriate Black . Dream body/narative text (Standard braces and dark green, bold) . Dream notes, lucidity, time. method etc * * {This one is from last night. 02 June 2012... Have posted an earlier fragment from same night} (Lucid. ??WILD with FA?? or WILD fail ---> DILD Failed a WILD... I got to HI, visualised a scene of being at a fireworks display to have somewhere to goto (Lots of the colour Orange and Yellow in the bonfire I imagined!!!) but could not transition to full dream scene, gave up and went to sleep, ended up in DILD) I am in a mobile phone store (Orange), sat on a tall 'trendy stool' at a tall fake wood effect table. The assistant (female, shoulder length natural blond) sat opposite me is pointing to important clause(s) on the contract paperwork in front of me, and verbally stressing a few points I am not really reading the paperwork, instead I am looking at the assistant, nodding my head, acknowledging what I am being told... (she is pretty!! BY THE WAY) I am told the usual stuff about my talk plan.. Which I say I am happy with, then ... I am told something about "blah blah blah section 921 of your agreement covers the Orange LUCIDITY subscription you have added, and how to access these services" I said something like... "Yeah Yeah, I am all OK with that... I think I know how it works, and what I am doing..." I laugh out load and say... "For all I know I could be dreaming right now" I look down, and sign the paperwork... Then I try to REALLY read bits of it, but the words keep on 'evolving' and make no sense!! <LUCID> (The feel of the stool I am sat on, the table and the paper under my hands, and the warmth from the stores' pin-spot lights above me are my 'grounding points') I look up again. The assistant does not acknowledge my 'I could be dreaming' comment, but instead tells me about "ringing 921 from your handset for customer services".. The assistant then gives me a copy of the paperwork and wishes me well in a "bye for now.. good luck" kind of way I leave the store, and walk along the street a while. I walk along a normal street, then a tree lined avenue. I find a bus stop, with four men and two women who are waiting at it... ... I decide it would be good to question them about dreams, and if they know they are in a dream... ... I talk to them for a while.. The different people have different 'individual' reactions... A couple of them seemed hostile and annoyed that I suggested that "you are a figment of my imagination in a dream. You do not really exist" ... One tried changing the subject to his tropical fish?!?, the other hissed something about "Dealing with crazy people" One of them blankly ignored me.. One of them thought it was funny, and laughed at it (but still evaded answering) One of them acknowledged she was in a dream, but seemed more concerned what will happen to her when I wake.. One of them acknowledged he was in a dream, and he found it interesting... We engaged in a little conversation over it I am too busy chatting (and winding up) the DC's ... Soon it just goes fogs out to black