1/16/12 DILD Notes: Nap...I felt very apathetic in this dream. I was not interacting with my environment much and I felt like I did not have any objectives. I dream started where I was laying on my stomach on the grass in <PERSON>'s backyard. <PERSON> walked up and said, "It did not ruin their lives...it just changed them." (he was referring to a TV show I had seen and talked to him about in an earlier dream. It was not a real show). I remember thinking that I should rewatch it to prove my point. I somehow become lucid and stand up. I decide to walk inside the house and see if I can summon HM. I am visualizing her pretty well. However, about halfway there I get this thought that is like, "Ugh...I bet its going to be <PERSON> again." I round a corner and instead of <PERSON>'s living room, its my old one, and of course, <PERSON> is sitting on the couch. I sit down next to her somewhat disappointed. I ask her why she is always here. She has some response that I cannot remember. I put my arm around her and sit silently for a bit. I then grab one of her legs and put it over my lap. I am just sitting and thinking to myself. I do feel some connection between me and her. I eventually start trying to have sex with her. She is just going along and I stop myself, realizing I do not want to do this. I get out and walk outside, half-expecting to see HM again. It is the front yard of my old house and she is not there. I walk into the street. It is fairly dark. As I look up to fly, I see the trees have branches that extend way too far. They are touching each other so there are no good gaps to fly through. I find a small one and fly up. I just get to the branches and fall back down (I did not hit the branches, I just got near them and lost all speed.) I decide to try and portal so I look across the street and start to draw a circle on a nearby house. Halfway through, some guy walks up and says something. I am mildly distracted but I look back and see the portal is finished. It is very large and has a red outer ring. I do not respond to the man and head for the portal. I fly through it and suddenly I am gently flying over a large amphitheater. I am flying slowly, but I keep that speed. I think to myself, usually if I go too fast I lose speed and altitude. Maybe it will be easier if I just go slowly. It was. Eventually I have to start breast stroking, but I do not mind. I looked back down and everything was black. I tried to imagine seeing the seats of the amphitheater. Eventually a tan half-circle forms, and that slowly forms into the seats. Once I regain full vision, I look up and see that I am about 6 ft. below this platform. I just get enough height to land on top. I stand up and turn around a corner. Some girl on the platform is yelling at a girl down below (but not as far down as the amphitheater). I decide to not get involved so I look to a nearby wall. It is really short, only like 2 ft. tall and made of wood. I try to make a portal in it. However, instead of the red ring, I just made a circular line in the wood. The girls look over at me and laugh. One says, "Look, he thinks he is magical or something!" I figure out a way to fix the portal. I use telekinesis and pull the circular chunk right out of the wall. It falls harmlessly to the ground. The girls are shocked. I walk over to the portal, but it is really small...only about 10 in. diameter. Before I figure out how to get through it, I lose the dream.
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