Tales from the sun chaser.

So this was the first time where I experienced the transition from waking to NREM to REM. I'm assuming I was aware the whole time, but as always it's possible that I wasn't.

I'm laying in bed, in the darkness and certain things would wake me up up. Like all of a sudden I would be able to fee my body in bed, and hear sounds. This happened a couple of times, and finally I was asleep (I guess).

Everything was black, and I wasn't sure if I should open my eyes or just think of something to do. So I pretended to light a cigar and smoke it. The dream cigar materialized in my hand, and I lit it with my thumb. All it took was a lighter like motion. I put it up to my lips, and inhaled, and my vision got bright red. I ashed in my hands, and could feel them, but they weren't hot. Then the regular dream started forming.

I feel a flying sensation, and I see bars moving everywhere. Everything is still black and gray at the moment, so I open my dream eyes. Things started forming more and more, and I find myself climbing the side of a roller coaster at a high speed. I climbed to the top, and waited for the coaster to come by.

When it arrived I jumped up into it, and went on a wild ride. This thing was doing 90 degree drops over and over like it was nothing, and it would follow them up with super fast vertical climbs. As I spiraled down the tracks I couldn't help but think how awesome this was.

The coaster came to a stop (the dream had obviously fully formed by now) and I found myself in a jungle themed park. I had to find out who worked here because that was the most intense ride I've ever been on. I walked around a bit, and found myself in a big open waiting area. The walls were brown, and it looked like it was composed of diagonal 2x4s. There was a blonde woman wearing safari gear behind the counter.

She had the biggest smile on her face as she greeted me. I told her about how awesome this place was, and that I wanted to know a few things. She said that she would be happy to assist me.

Me: Who created this place?
Her: Mr. W.
(I was so shocked when she said this)
Me: Who's Mr. W?
Her: Why he's the wonderful person who convenes us all. We wouldn't be here if it wasn't for him.

(I wanted to tell her that she was talking about me. I was still pretty shocked that she actually knew who was pulling the strings.)

I thanked her for her time, and headed out. There was a Marriott hotel joined to the theme park. I entered, and there was two people at the desk. One Indian guy, and I'm not even sure who the other DC was, but there was a line for people waiting to check in.

I walked past them down the hallway, and the Indian guy yelled "hey". I turned around, and he told me I had to wait in line like everyone else. I walked over to the counter, and jumped over it into his little space and said "do you know who I am?" He didn't have an answer, so I filled him in. "I'm Wade", I said. He spoke back to me with this thick Indian accent. He's always doing whatever he wants in these places and it's getting on my nerves. I told him that he could shoot me if he wanted it. Then the guy pulled out his pistol and pulled the trigger.

*Click*
Him: "It's just that you seem to mess up things all the time"
Me: "Look I love this place, so I really don't have any problems"
*click*
Him: "You're always trying to do whatever you want *click* (yes he's still trying to shoot me at this point) and I'm getting sick of it.

Me while making an ottoman float: "I can do whatever I want, but that doesn't mean I didn't enjoy this place. I


I told him that I was waking up and we'd have to continue this conversation at a later date.

I was at some theme park that reminded me of Disney, and a few of us were erratically arguing about nothing untill I stopped everyone and they realized it. We split up for bit and I decided to go arcade hopping. One guy was in there with his son and he was saying he there all day and was staying at least untill 7. I regrouped with my sis, saw him, and told her he was a pretty good guy.

I headed to another one, and the place was just sketchy. It looked like one of the arcades at those carnivals that no one ever cleaned. it also had these bootleg games in it. I was scoping out what they had to offer when I noticed they had a section of hentai games. The wtf factor went through the roof when I saw kids in that section.

I had another one where i was in a skate shop and I was torn between what I wanted to get. They had my size, but I just wasnt sure because I know I'm going to be locked in to whatever I chose for at least a year or two.