CanisLucidus

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #244: Headphone Cornucopia

I’m in some kind of big apartment with Wife, who sends me to the other side of the place to take care of some task. I stop in a hallway with a wall mirror, noticing that hey, I have a pair of headphones on my head and music’s playing! I stand there, just appreciating the music, enjoying myself and completely slacking on my assigned task.

Eventually I start feeling guilty that I’ve been loafing around while Wife waits for me, so I take the headphones off and throw them on the floor. But somehow the music keeps playing and I still have headphones on! Okay,this must be a dream! I take off this pair of headphones and toss them, amusing myself that fresh headphones keep appearing on my head. I do this 5 or 6 more times before finally deciding to move on. I decide that the tune was only “pretty good” so I don’t get too obsessed with bringing it back to waking life.

I walk down through a doorway and turn to my left to find myself in a large, rectangular hallways with a floor of red industrial carpet. What were my tasks? Ah right, to play a musical instrument that doesn’t exist in waking life. I walk through to the end of the hall and find myself in a large movie theater facing the screen. I turn to my left to look out over the audience. There’s a good crowd for the show, but fortunately the theater is so huge that it’s not exceedingly crowded.

I look out over the crowd, deciding that Dreamer will be seated somewhere in this theater. I point at the crowd, sweeping my finger left and saying, “There you are, Dreamer!” Yep, there she is! She’s seated in the middle of a long row further back, maybe 30 feet away. She’s blond rather than purple-haired and her hair is pulled back into a bun. She’s sitting with her feet on the chair, her knees pulled up to her chest. She grins when I point her out.

I float up, stepping lightly from the back of one chair to the other. I say, “[Dreamer], you’ve got an instrument for me!” Her grin bends into a knowing smile and she sits up in her chair, her right hand reaching across her body toward some unseen object on her left side. I keep hopping along, but I don’t quite reach her before the dream ends.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #31: The Edge of Venice

I’m in line at a cafeteria salad bar, waiting behind a middle-aged lady. The salad bar is utilitarian, old, and no-frills, like something you’d find in a high school lunchroom. I suddenly notice that my noise-canceling headphones are draped over the top of the salad bar. “Great!” I think. “I’ve been looking for those.”

The lady in front of me grabs the headphones off of the salad bar. They turn into salad tongs and she begins using them to pile lettuce onto her plate. “Hey!” I complain. “Those are my headphones! You're gonna ruin them!” The lady just looks at me. I get a sense of how ridiculous this is and realize that I’m dreaming.

The lady continues to stare at me and I head for the cafeteria's exit door. It’s a bright, clear day and now that I'm outside, I see that the restaurant sits on the shores of a lake. The lake is dotted with rowboats and stretches away toward a mountain range. I pause to look at the rowboats and see that most of them are manned by little DC families of four, two parents and two kids.

I rise into the air and turn to the left, ready to explore. There's a huge cloud bank that rests against the mountains and extends almost all the way to the ground. The cloud is strange, and I realize that a) it’s pink and b) it appears to be much more solid and substantial than a typical cloud. After looking at it for a moment I realize that it’s actually a gigantic, super-detailed loofah.

I try to circle around the loofah but for some reason turning feels difficult. I sort of feel like I should be turning but nothing’s really happening. I don’t make a big deal out of it and fly around on the left side of the loofah. Up ahead I see a Venice-like city of canals. Gondola operators mill about on the docks as I drift by, relaxing in the sun and managing their boats. One of these DCs looks up at me as I fly overhead, raising one hand to shield his eyes from the sun.

I see buildings and a whole network of canals ahead of me and begin flying toward them, eager to explore this Dream Venice. Unfortuantely, I awaken abruptly. The dream was really vivid at this point so the awakening was an unpleasant surprise.