LiveInTheDream's DJ v2.5

Well, I've been having some trouble sleeping lately (not stress or anything, I just haven't been tired, so it's weird ), so I never would have expected to lucid dream...especially through a WILD. But after not initially getting to sleep until 12:30 in the morning and then waking back up two or three times, staying awake for half an hour, and then falling back asleep, I found myself wide awake at 6am or so, unable to go back asleep at all. At least, not for a very long time. I just lay in bed and tried to not think about anything, and after an hour and a half or thereabouts, I realized I couldn't raise my right arm to scratch an itch. At first I just tried harder to lift it, but suddenly it clicked in my head: "Oh! I'm in sleep paralysis!"

I started to hear a buzz, and I felt like I could separate from my real body and get into my dream body. I was quickly able to succeed at doing so, and then as I felt real life fall away, everything around me went white.

For a short while I lost all sensation of any body, but when the buzzing grew to an extreme, raging frequency, I found myself physically present in that whiteness, ready to transition to a dream, but unable to do so. I ran all about in the whiteness, knowing I had only seconds before I'd lose the dream, but still I was stuck.

"How do I get in the dream!?" I finally shouted in desperation.

"Just...jump down." A voice calmly replied.

I acted like I was jumping off a ledge, and sure enough, I descended from the whiteness and landed right on the floor in my room.

First thing I did, of course, was pinch my nose and try to breath in, so there would be no mistake about my state. I could only breathe out of one side of my nose with it pinched, but of course that was still enough. I then began to examine my environment. The realism astounded me...if I looked out the window, I could see for miles and miles, even though none of it was scenery from real life. I noticed a fishtank (which I got rid of years ago IRL) was in my room, and I could see my reflection in it with perfect accuracy.

Since I had something to work with, and needed something to do, shape shifting came to mind. I succeeded in shape shifting, but my control over it was very bad, so I ended up just distorting my face to a degree that felt very strange. Giving up on that, I decided I'd just go outside and fly to wherever the wind might take me.

Once I was outside, takeoff was easy, but I thrust my hands out in front of me, which I don't usually do for flying, and it threw off my balance and sent me to the ground. I tried flying a bit more, but couldn't get off the ground for more than a second, now.

Then I had another idea: why not just run somewhere really fast? But...now that I thought about it, I had actually been moving really slowly the whole dream. Running at all was a challenge. Running fast...well...that woke me up.

Not the best LD ever, but it's good to know that I'm coming back.