DJ of lucid goals and how it goes

Awake|Dreaming|Lucid

Me and my sister have inherited a lot of money and building material. We walk outside our house and we see all these building material. It's actually just some big paper rolls with paper inside. I open a paper roll and take some things with me in. Two strangers on the street look suspiciously on me because they think I'm a thief and I'm stealing from the house's owner. I tell them that I live here and they become calm. I walk inside and we notice that all the money is gone. We just have the building material left. We decide to build something and sell it so we get our money back. I see a broken pogo stick and try to jump it. It doesn't work so I decide to fix it. I don't know how to do so I ask my dad. He shows me how to remove some parts and shows me that it was the spring that was old and had lost its elasticity. We remove the old spring and look in a box full of different kinds of springs. There are many different sizes and forms. I pick one I think would suit but dad says it's the wrong shape. He picks a very thick and short spring that I don't think will ever work. I take it and it doesn't work. Instead my dad takes it and makes a basket for basketball.

I'm telling Madeleine that I'm sorry and that William really is the best outside a big house. (I cry when I say William's name)

I think it's a dream and do a RC. Cool, it's a dream. I try to summon a fire in my hand but it doesn't work. I walk outside and run to finally jump and try to fly. When I jump I just fall on the asphalt and do a kind of sideways somersault to not hurt myself too much. It still hurts. I think that it isn't a dream anymore and think to myself that I'm going mad because I can't distinguish reality from the dreaming world. I also think that I'm going to hurt myself more badly next time when I try to jump from a building to fly maybe.

I became lucid in another dream but only remember this. I'm stabilizing the dream and it feels more real than in most cases as I rub my hands together and on my cheeks. I fly and it's not going that well.

Notes: It was so hot in my room and I kept on moving in my sleep, waking up from different vague dreams all the time. One of Madeleine's closest friends just died, that's why I dreamt about saying I'm sorry to her. This isn't from this DJ entry but for some time ago I dreamt about Gabriel and that he was in trouble so yesterday I asked him if he wanted to hang out with me. This is the first time I have taken help from a dream directly in real life. I have let my dreams guide my real life, that's pretty cool I think. We are going to play some table tennis and take a bath I think.