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#304 - DILD - 5:10AM I have an FA and get in a huge argument with my mom. Apparently, the time-line was a mixture of when I was a kid but thinking I was grown. I tell her staying with my grandma (maternal) for a week would be horribly boring though the thought crosses my mind that would probably have time to focus more on lucid dreaming. I tell her that, "I am a grown-ass man and should be able to stay where I like." Undeterred, she continues mentions that after the week with her mom my other grandma (paternal) would be living with us until June. I have another horrible fit and finally decide there is no more point in arguing. I walk into the next room and see my grandfather (maternal) talking to my dad with other people. I get the feeling everyone heard the argument and feel embarrassed. Suddenly, it dawns on me that my grandfather should be dead and I become lucid, although I think it is totally plausible that we would all be staying with my grandmother (maternal) who is also dead in waking life. I am still feeling the heat of my argument with mother and I confront my grandfather about his being here. I feel a little pissed that he would show up when he is supposed to be dead. I rudely interupt his and my father's conversation. "Hey. Hey. HEY!. Are not you supposed to be dead?!" My grandfather calmly replies, "Yeah." I state, "So this is a dream." "You betcha.", is his only reply. Suddenly, I get the idea that I am possibly actually talking to my dead grandfather. I realize I had been rude and angry and I let all emotion go. I try to think of something worthwhile to talk about since It is rare I see him in my dreams anymore. All I can think of is, "Are you alright?" The says a simple, "Yep." Unsure of what to say or do next I just say, "That is good. See ya." as I turn to walk away. I am fooled by an FA and I have my dream journal in front of me. I am trying to type the first sentence of my dream but have a very hard time hitting the right letters on the touch screen. I begin to realize that there are more and more people crowding me. I look up and there seems have been to be a line forming as I sit on the floor starting at my device. It also seems that I am right in the way of everyone. I stand up and there seems to be some Black Friday event going on. I feel really crowded so I walk away but I am still focused on writing in my dream journal. I finally get the full first sentence right when I pause to look around. I see my wife and several people from both our families around a folding table eating free samples of some type of fried cinnamon crisps in the shape of a Christmas tree. The decoration begins to look very festive as I make my way the the jar of goodies. I inhale one and reach in for several more. The cinnamon and sugar are all over my hands. There is another table set up with chocolate covered cherries. I reach for them as I suddenly wake up.