I don't remember the narrative of this dream, but I do remember the subject of the dream.

I dreamt that someone was developing a type of brain augmentation. I don't remember all of the details, but it involved taking some kind of medication, and then going through a training process where your brain was adapted to make use of the augmentation.

The treatment was experimental, and normally given to patients in a very controlled environment by a whole team of people. I wasn't allowed to take the treatment in the conventional way, but I knew someone who worked with this treatment and they acquired some for me and I took it myself.

A large part of the dream was me struggling with the after effects of the medication. It definitely had a profound effect on my mind, and it was very uncomfortable and unpleasant. After dealing with this for a long time I was starting to despair, and feeling that I had permanently damaged my brain.

Towards the end of the dream, I got selected to take part in the procedure. The problem was that I'd already taken the medication in a way that I wasn't supposed to, and I was trying to work out how to get the part of the treatment I needed without having to divulge the fact that I'd already taken it illegally.

The last thing I remember was being in a room with lots of chairs, possibly a waiting room. Someone else who was waiting was complaining that they had a massive headache, and that it was becoming unbearable. One of the other people who had received the treatment was also there and offered their help.

The person with the augmentation concentrated on the man with the headache, and visualised a red cloud being drawn out of his head and into a deep, dark hole. I could see his visualisation, and suddenly realised that the augmentation was working and I had in fact received some new capabilities.

The man with the headache was immediately cured and felt fine.

I woke up feeling somewhat disturbed.

I don't remember much of this dream, but I do remember the end of it.

I was in the car, and I'd been driving around and kept noticing that I was going a bit faster than intended. The passenger in the car kept having a go at me for driving too fast and I just put it down to my own incompetence.

Later on, I was at a junction in a complicated bit of road, with different lanes and side roads going off in all directions. I approached a red light, and tried to stop, but realised that the breaks weren't working. I even tried pulling up the handbrake but that didn't work either. I suddenly realised that it wasn't due my carelessness that I'd been driving a bit fast, but that the brakes has been getting worse and worse all day.

I went through the red light, and luckily there weren't many other cars around. I headed for the closest exit, so that I could drive down a side road and let the car come to a stop.

This was a long and complicated dream, and I could remember upon waking that it had been long and complicated but could not remember any of the content of the dream.

The only thing I remember is dreaming that I heard the doorbell, and waking up, thinking that the doorbell had gone in real life. I looked at the clock and realised it was 4:00am, and spent a while convincing myself that it was only a dream.

This was a weird and messy dream. I'm not sure that I can remember 100% the order that things happened and a lot happened. The beginning of the dream is pretty fuzzy.

For some reason, I'd moved to Japan to work. I think this must have been a short term arrangement as I remember thinking of Yu Lee and Link waiting for me back home.

In my dream I'm living in Tokyo, and I've been to my new job once or maybe twice already. I don't remember anything about my job, but I feel that my first day(s) of work were boring and that I am not very interested in the work at all. The main thing that sticks in my mind is the commute to and from work on foot: that the city seems to be infinite, like you could just keep walking in any direction and never find your way out of it. The walk to and from work was mostly uneventful, but I was a little overwhelmed by the scale of the place.

I am living in a house share with some other English people. I don't remember much about my house mates, but I remember one of them had a Japanese friend, and my other housemate was saying "konichiwa" to the Japanese person and practically bragging that they know a single word of Japanese. I thought to myself that I really needed to start taking Japanese lessons.

On my way home from work one day, I'm walking through a particularly crowded area with people everywhere. Someone approaches me and asks if they can see my bag. My bag was practically empty so I think "why not?" and hand it over to them. They then hand it back and try to sell me something but I say that I'm not interested and continue on my way.

A little while later someone bumps into me with quite some force, and a few moments later I realise that they've somehow managed to steal my money out of my wallet.

When I get home I talk to my housemates about how I was pick-pocketed, and we realise that when I handed over my bag, I was being targeted and the thieves were working out where I kept my money. I say to my housemates that I was annoyed, and I'd lost about £250, but I was also glad that I only had half of my money on me at the time as it could have been much worse.

Next I am heading out to a piano lesson. This is my first lesson, and there are 2 other students in the lesson with me. I remember thinking that it would probably be a lot more useful to learn Japanese instead of piano.

The teacher hands us a music book and asks us to turn to a certain page and play a melody. The music notation in the book is weird and kind of squashed, and although the piece is simple I realise that I cannot play it at all. When it comes to my turn to play it I tell the teacher "no" and then explain that it's too difficult for our first piece and that she should have started us on something easier.

The teacher leaves the room and I talk to the other students (who are also English). I tell them that I think this teacher is an idiot and not very good at teaching, and one of the other students says that he thinks the teacher is not an idiot and is actually very intelligent. I say that I didn't really mean that she was an idiot, and was just bad at her job.

The teacher comes back and shows us two images of different places in Japan. One of them is an orchard, and the other is an island with lots of chairs and sun beds. All of a sudden we're all on a small boat, floating down a river, and on one side of the river is an orchard, very similar to the one in the photo, and on the other side is the exact same "island" we'd seen before.

We get off the boat and the teacher apologises that the orchard is not exactly like the one in the picture. We walk up to one of the trees and she picks a strange fruit from it. She hands a segment of the fruit to me, and it's covered in a leathery skin which I peel back and eat the flesh from inside. In the centre of segment of fruit is a large hard pip, with a tiny hole in one end. I can see that the pip is filled with soft, white flesh, but have no way of opening it.

I say to the others that I bet the inside of the pip tastes like lychee, but that you shouldn't eat the inside of seeds as they can be toxic.

We get back on the boat, and suddenly notice that there is a fire. One of the trees is on fire, and as we are watching, the fire spreads to more and more trees. All of a sudden a group of half naked, short people with red skin run out from round the corner. One of the people in the boat explains to me that there is a disease which turns them red and make them lose their minds, and that it is highly contagious. He then remarks how weird it is that on one side of the boat is the peaceful island resort which seems like some kind of paradise, and on the other side is "literal hell on earth."

We started to hastily leave as the "zombie" people chased us. The excitement got too much and I woke up.

I don't remember a whole lot of details, but my neighbours were being really noisy and playing music so I was playing mine louder.

Later on, after the music had stopped and it was later in the evening, I could hear more noise from outside. I looked out the window and they were watching TV in their garden. I opened the window and shouted at them.

I don't remember the first part of this dream very well, but the first thing I remember was being out somewhere that we weren't supposed to be, late at night. We were hiding behind something and looking through binoculars at some people on the roof of a building.

The people that we were watching started to lay down and one of the people with me said that they were laying down so that they could shoot us with a rifle. We got scared and leave.

When we got in the car, I started to pull away but instantly thought that something didn't feel right. We were in a rush because I was convinced that these people were coming for us so I drove away anyway.

A little while later we were at a t-junction and I needed to turn right. I thought there was a big enough gap to go, but just as I started to accelerate I realised that there wasn't enough space and slammed on the breaks. The breaks weren't working properly, and although I was going very slowly I couldn't stop and drove into the side of another car.

The last thing I remember is arguing with the driver of the car and saying that I didn't know that the breaks were faulty.

I don't remember a huge amount of detail about this dream, but I had a pet mouse, and for some reason I'd decided that I wanted to set it free in my loft.

I climbed up the ladder into the loft, and the loft was absolutely enormous! It was partly boarded in old floorboards, and most of the roof space was tall enough to stand up in with many different sections of pitched roof. It felt like being in the loft of an old mansion or stately home.

I let my pet mouse free and he scurried off in amongst the junk scattered throughout the loft.

Before leaving I started to look around at the items I'd left up here, and came across what must have been an old woodwork project. It was a small wooden box with a lid that was in two parts and hinged in the middle, so that you could open it from either end of the box. I suddenly noticed that one of the sides of the lid was moving on its own, so I sat watching it for a moment. All of a sudden it opened completely and my pet rat (who died a long time ago) was inside!

I dreamt the me and Yu Lee took Link to Spain to see Dad and Sue.

I don't remember a lot of the dream, but I do remember that we ended up going places and seemed to spend a lot of time making our way from place to place. The part of Spain where my dad lived was also very different to real life, seeming more like an island than mainland Spain with lots of coastal areas.

The main part that I remember is the end of the dream. We were at Dad's house and we decided to take Link to some caves. Dad didn't really want to go, but he took us anyway and we all got in the car and drove to the other side of town where the caves were. When we got there we couldn't park very close to the caves and had to walk quite a way to reach them, but when we finally reached the cave entrance we realised that it was closed and wouldn't open for another hour and a half.

We briefly discussed whether we would wait for them to open or leave, and Yu Lee was insistent that her and Link would wait for the caves to open again and my Dad and Sue just went along with it. I said "well I'm not waiting around for an hour an half" and walked off on my own.

I headed away from the caves, through a touristy area with shops and restaurants and emerged back in the main part of town. I stopped to look around and get my bearings, looking to see if I could find a nice bar to hang out in whilst I waited for the caves to re-open. Just at that point I noticed my dad walking towards me on his own.

He asked me what I was doing and I said that I wasn't going to wait around on my own and that I wanted to have a beer. He said "alright then we can go for a couple of cañas, but no more than two!"

That's the last thing I remember before waking up.