Look at Hands

First dreams.

I realize I'm going in and out of dreams at the start of the night.
When I dream again, I am still in the same environment. Now in a small room, clean, wood, upper floor, in a complex, and with people my age, all standing about, but not very aware. I am. I now I'm dreaming, lucid, and take the opportunity to look at my hands. This I do, easy enough.
Then I see Brle on my left and tell him to do this too, for he wants to learn, I remember. I want to say this to Chwe as well, since she was with him (in real life) when he asked about lucid dreaming. Now she is not here, but I call her name and try to almost invoke her. It somehow works, though I can't see her. Her energy for lucid dreaming is very low.
Later I experiment in other dreams very much.
For one, I switch on a boiler for heating, which is on an upper floor, I realize I should rather switch on one in the basement, and I go look for it, while I switch on all the radiators that I meet.
Also, I feel that when I loose consciousness in the dream I would walk a certain direction, so I take control again and walk the other way, this is in a hallway in the air, connecting buildings, same complex still, and so I turn and go the other direction, the door closes, the room is very small and has a toilet. Not much of interest, but I decide to reach down the toilet and see what I can find. I slightly considered going down the toilet with my whole body. I wake up when I reach with my hand in the clear water, and feel that my hand is actually moving and touches the frame of my bed (in real life).

Teeth and Shed

Wednesday 3 September
1.

At the place of H&B. Garden. At some point my teeth start to fall out. Those in the left lower corner. First only three. My first reaction is: Here we have it again. Then I go with the flow, and spit out even more teeth, that way, at least my mouth is clear. The teeth are big, almost like bullets. I spit the out on the grass. This happens toward the end of the dream.

Thursday 4 September
1. 

I'm at the place where I teach taiji, and the adjacent shop. The place is very different, and I made a detour about the town to get there. I remember this route from long ago (in other dreams). The place is now long and small. 
When I enter there are already people. The first part where I pass is like a shed or garage, empty, the floor is earthen. All is deserted and not cared for.
Then the garden, and then people. The place is for sale. I don't even know what I'm doing here.
When I go back, I go back with the people present, but I am still ahead. When I pass the shed again, this used to be the shop I think, then the lady with long hair and big glasses from the supermarket across where I work passes me, first two girls passed who also work there, but this lady tells me I should not bother those two girls, since they have three children and they are not free. I'm not ready to follow her advice, since I am thinking that if they ask me to contact them, then surely they are prepared to hear from me.
Later someone says the whole thing is for sale, costs a hundred euros, and the person almost expects me to buy it, but I don't take the bait immediately. I need to think over it. Is this what I want.