Dreams 08.26.12
It was night time a and I was walking along a boardwalk/piers/docks (when is it which? I’m talking about a pedestrian area by water but right in the middle of boats and docks). It was a beautiful night. It seemed clear though I didn’t really look at the sky. Maybe it was just clear with purpose. The torches and lights were reflected in the dark water. As I walked briskly following the sound of jazzy rocky piano music, all I heard was the slight breeze and the waves gently rolling over each other beneath the boardwalk. I was heading to a restaurant pub to meet husband and friends (our best man and his gf). The restaurant was built right on the boardwalk, just extending out from one side. Before the entrance was a patio area with tables and dark blue umbrellas. The patio and first floor were for coffees and drinks. The upper level and the stairs leading up had a dark blue painted facade.
I kept following the music upstairs to the restaurant and waited for my eyes to adjust to the darker lights inside. A couple of musicians were playing on the mini stage while some patrons had gathered. Beside them the dining tables were full of people. I saw our friends and husband and approached the table. Just as I got there I realized that I forgot something in the car. I told them I had to go back.
When I got back to the car I noticed that it was not parked properly. I decided to move it. After reparking it, I did something with the middle pedal (why was there a middle pedal!?). I actually unhinged it somehow. The car suddenly locked up, the windows became black, the dashboard and all other indicator lights started to glow more intensely with a neon brightness. Then the front windshield which was now black started to have 2 sets of glowing blurry lines that looked like it was a road stretching into the horizon. The engine came on, much more powerful then I’ve ever felt it to be. It growled and shuddered, waiting for me. I didn’t know what was going on but I didn’t know how I could reverse out of this situation and unlock myself out of this crazy car. So I did the only logical thing and stepped on the gas pedal.
The neon green lines moving, vibrating. Curves appeared and it actually felt like the car was moving, driving along an invisible landscape somehow intertwined with the real world. The car shook violently because I think in the real world I was crashing it into parked cars nearby. I continued driving along the ghostly neon highway at incredible speeds until somehow, it slowed to a stop on its own and the doors unlocked. When I got out, I saw no damage to the cars around me but many hours had passed.
I went home, back to the hotel/place we were staying to find my friends and husband. When I got there, our friends came up to me asking what had happened. I tried to recount the story to them. Past them, I could see husband eavesdropping but refusing to come into the same room. He wasn’t buying my story. Funnily, when I was telling my friends the tale, I had a distinct feeling as if I was recalling a dream like I do every morning, and bits and pieces of memory were threatening to slip away.
Dreaming In Unison 
My driving dreams are never quite that interesting. I typically die. Your talent for recall is incredible. I also had a question I meant to ask you, if you’re attempting to practice lucid dreaming or even just intentionally falling back asleep to return to a dream, I’ve heard people say that you should always start in the same comfortable space that you can control. But isn’t that boring? Is it acceptable to just go with whatever happens?
Before I recalled dreams, most of my driving dreams involved skidding off a curving road on a mountainside and possibly dying. My intention to achieve full lucidity really hasn’t been too successful except for that one time back in March or April. I end up just getting lots of practice doing recalls which is still super fun. Even so I think I am only remembering the last dream of the night. Takes up time though this hobby, writing them down in detail and psychoanalyzing my own dreams.
As for dream chaining I think I’ve done it a couple of times knowingly now and it was never boring simply because I went back with the intention of continuing something cool in or to be able to control it. So a) you are either wrestling with yourself for control, which in itself is interesting because your mind will throw some curve balls at you or b) your imagination will probably get very creative anyways.
I mean when is a dream boring? Is there such a thing? (Asking legitimately)
Haha. No. I don’t think a dream could ever be boring. My fiance has incredible dream recall like you and is really into the subject. My sister’s boyfriend has been doing lucid dreaming for a few years now. We had a debate about whether or not to let your mind go where it will or his argument that you always start in the same, safe place. From reading your blog, it seems like you’re on an entirely different plane as far as dreams. Some of the experiences you’ve had, I can’t imagine lucid dreaming is too far away. I figured you would be the best person to ask.