Commentary: I had three separate dreams tonight, but since I did not bother to write down my impressions after they came to me - I woke up between dreams - the earlier two were mostly lost.

#1: All I recall from this dream is my labmate Silvia working in a library. She was sitting at the rightmost computer, at a bank of them. The room was large and rectangular, likely this was the reference section from the low bookshelves present. Stacks surrounded this space and I drifted around the room's circumference several times, glancing at Silvia and other objects and students passing through. The color scheme was drab though reasonably well-lit, all brown wood and perhaps olive green (or some other color that somehow worked in the seventies). I feel that this library has appeared in other dreams, though not this particular part.

#2: I spent a portion of this dream in a house. I ended up in a teenage girl's bedroom, apparently snooping around but not looking for anything in particular. I recall passing through a door and finding it led to another set of rooms, or rather a room shaped like the letter "E" turned on its side. Assuming we look at the letter as written, the top and bottom bars were freely connected through the vertical portion, and the middle bar was a separate room as it had a door. Turns out these were the rooms of the girl's two younger sisters, whom I was surprised to encounter and vice versa. The next snippet involved a gas station. I was spending time with two teenage girls, who were English and tended towards deliquency. While the other wandered off, I spent time inside an automated car wash with the other which we somehow damaged. Apparently we rode out of the wash on the equipment that moves a car through the unit...how that works is anyone's guess! There was some backstory with their male friends, as well as walking to the station at night (from the house?) but I can't recall what it may have been. I also recall being inside the station's store and I think my dad was there. I recall standing near him but any conversation that transpired is lost.

#3: This one involved tracking down a 'cricket', which was chirping away in an HVAC duct. I noticed it since one of those ubiquitous false-ceiling tiles was pulled aside and the duct was cut open, presumably because of work being done on it. Anyway, I get the cricket out of the duct and it morphs into something resembling a scorpion, then when I look away it loses the tail, becomes green, and grows eye stalks (though the right eye is missing). It becomes an injured Daniel Johnston 'frog', in other words. Given the bizarre, shape-shifting nature of this creature I was very glad to have my friend Dave magically appear, since he's a biologist and could help me to figure this out (as well as help keep me collected, since I was freaking out a little). In the meantime, the creature has morphed into a cat with blue and white fur, when it then changes before my eyes into beige and white. While petting the 'cat' Dave decides this lifeform is sentient and can read our thoughts, which it then uses to decide what to morph into next. I think it changed into a cat to help calm me down because it knew I like cats. So while Dave's relaying all this to me and snapping photos to document it, our beige-and-white 'cat' loses the cat nose and grows a small beak instead. We then find ourselves outside in the desert beside a road, at which point we leave the creature to go on its way. As we walked to a gas station, passing a highway patrolman, I wondered why Dave and I were content to release it and leave with photos being our only documentation. I knew we couldn't convince other scientists, much less publish on the phenomenon with so little evidence and I was about to comment on this when I promptly woke up.