Sleep as a Hobby

I finally succeed in WILD which was not wild at all. ^_^
I did not expect it to happen.
Last night I was very tired and slept late,
But I strongly will myself to wake up between binaural beats.

I must had been between sleep and awaken; a drowsy stage.

I was in a mustard seed coloured room.
I quickly did RC; bending my right hand, plugging my nose and looking at my cellp…
It was not there.
My smart phone with a little fur attached to it was not there.
So I knew this must be a dream.

After all…… I was floating.

This is THE first time to realize I am dreaming.
Like a person who first encountered a concept of internet,
I was thrilled.
I can ‘think’ as if in real life! This IS a revelation!

However I did not want my excitement to ruin this new experience,
So I calmed myself down.

I moved slowly towards a ceiling with a little shelf painted in white.
There were pottery dolls; delicate and fragile, but pretty.
I saw them at Costco.
They were twinkling and shining.

I wanted to try summoning my imaginary character,
But I must have thought too hazily. I could not do it.
On a side of the wall, I tried drawing a window with my finger.

I noticed a weird sensation.
I could think fast, but my body moved like scrolling a slow moving mouse; stifling a user.

I failed my task.
Probably because I did not know how my imaginary character would look like.
Not enough imagination and clarity, I stated.

I opened my eyes from sleeping.
It was still a middle of night, I could try another dream.
Unfortunately I was too well asleep after that.

But it was a nice dream.