Chessica's Dream Journal

I'm out fishing or something with H. We are down by a lake, the lake is milky white in color. A small fire is beginning to smolder a few metres away. H. rushes over to put it out. I follow him. We try to put it out by stomping on it with our feet, but it's not working. I pour the rest of a soda bottle on it and run to get some water from the lake. We successfully put the fire out. We then look up and see smoke rise into the air from a place further up the hill, I get H. to call the fire department. but they don't answer the phone. We get into the car and drive up there. When we reach the top the dream has shifted a bit. H. is no longer sitting beside me in the car, and I have just parked the car at a parking lot in front of my house (only it looks nothing like my house). When I look to the side I se the parson sitting beside me in the car is Magnus Carlsen. I'm supposed to drve him home, and I've apparently forgot it and parked at my house. I get a bit embarresed about driving to the wrong place, so I make up a little lie. I tell him I've forgotten my wallet with my drivers licence in it and I'm going to go get it. When I walk inside the house I see my wallet lying on the front stairs. I find that a bit strange, and as I walk inside I do a RC, a nose pinch. It works - I can breathe! I'm dreaming. Without knowing why I did this I walk straight back out to Magnus Carlsen and go in for a kiss. He backs off a little, but I assure him it's ok - it's just a drem. lol We make out. Really make out. I can feel that he hasn't shaved that day because his stubble is slightly scratching my upper lip. After kissing him for a while I decide to do something more with my lucid dream - what was my goal again? Oh, right! I'm supposed to find my dog H. and ask her to show me a new trick. I go inside the house and find her there. She's qurious about some food that's fallen onto the floor. I gently call her over. She hesitates to leave the food, but when I gently call her again she comes over. She looks funny. More like a cartoon dog than a real dog. I ask her to show me a new trick. She lifts her right arm/paw while she slightly arches her back. I ask her to do something else and after trying for a bit she rolls over. I tell her shes a good girl and hthat she can go get the food she was craving. I think about what else I can do with my LD. I decide to go outside and fly! For a moment I consider going out on the balcony and take off from there, but I decide against it in case I'm not dreaming after all. Don't want to break my neck falling off the balcony... When I go outside it's dark. The sky is lit with stars and I think to myself it's a perfect night to go flying! I start softly waving my arms like a bird (that's always how I fly in non-lucids), I start hovering above the ground slowly getting higher up. Maybe I should try flying differently? Try to fly a little bit faster? I stretch my arms out in front of me (like superman) and start flying faster straigh upwards. I fly like this for a bit until the dream destabilizes and I start falling. During this stage I lose lucidity and fall through a window in my house. H. sits inside and says something to me when I land, but I don't remember what. The dream lives on by itself, and there's no more lucidity.