Growling

I got lucky with this early WILD; I am on vacation, and when I sleep in a strange place, I wake up alot and I sometimes get vibrations at 5 or 6 in the morning and do not have to wait to sleep in late. I have been vacationing so now I do not remember all the dream, but I will record all the bits I remember. Anyway, I woke up from an almost nightmare (nonlucid). It was really abstract, but still scary somehow. It ended with me looking at some musical notations, and feeling scary vibrations. I woke up, and tried to recreate the vibrations. They were not properly kicking in. Felt kind of like trying to start a car with little or no gas. Finally after 3 or 4 attempts, I initiated them again and said to myself "Focus focus focus focus..." Finally the engine turned over and I quickly imagined a scene with a sunrise. I opened my dream eyes and I think it was still the hotel bedroom. And it was really dark. I struggled with the blankets a little and got up very slowly. I was able to rub my hands together and just will myself to see better, which helped a little (what usually helps the most is to ignore all this sight drama and begin focusing on a goal and eventually things clear up). I went into the hotel bathroom and looked in the mirror. I looked like a creepy girl from one of those Japanese horror movies, like The Ring or something. It freaked me out a little, so to calm down I just acted the character. I growled and snarled at my reflection. I remember feeling my heart beat faster (do not know if it was my real heart or residue). I left the bathroom and do not remember what happened in those exact moments after. Next thing I remember I see a big glass window leading to a backyard that I do not recognize. Happy that I can see better, I go to the window and push through it I end up on the other side, and I see all these different flowering bushes. I think to myself "What the heck I will try the basic task with the flower." I went to several bushes (I remember one with daisies and another with sweet <PERSON>), but each time I got up close, the flower wilted and died before I could even pick one. The last <PERSON> I remember had big dark red blossoms on it. I picked one fast and it looked ok, not great, but passable. I turned around and saw that I was in a garden behind this little white house. An old indian man came out of the back door, and headed toward his sit-down lawn mower. Before he could start it, I said "Here ya go!" and handed him the rose. He said "I do not want it," and began mowing his backyard lawn. I kept following him and said "No you have to take it man, it is for the TOTM." Finally he took it, begrudgingly, and said, "It is all about you, is not it? I bet you would not even become a Christian." I lied and said, "No no, it is cool. I will go to church with you I promise." And that is all I remember about that part. Later I remember going back inside, and ended up in the hotel bathroom again. My reflection looked just like me, and I remember playing around, making funny faces at myself, and thinking that this dream was really lasting a while. I could not think of anything else to do, so I just kept monkeying around in the bathroom until I woke up.