insideout

Nonlucid, Lucid, Partially lucid

April 12, 2011: I was in the storage building next to my old house, concentrating on the sensation of walking while looking at my feet and stomping. I think I was wearing tennis shoes that I haven't worn in years.
I saw a man and asked him for help. I asked him where I could find flowers for a bouquet (remembering the basic task of the month). I went through a door that led to another room. I saw another door and said that would would lead outside. I let two guys go out first.

I went out and saw a bunch of flowers and other plants. I picked some from a flowerbed. First I picked a red and a yellow succulentus-type plant. I thought they were not really flowers, so I kept looking.
There were flowers planet in hanging baskets. I picked a blue fuzzy, puff one, and a red one with yellow on the tips of the petals that looked like a tulip. I smelled it and it smelled like a real flower.

I picked a purple flower and grabbed some weird shaped vegetables, one looked like a squash. I thought this was funny to put in the bouquet. I was just grabbing everything in sight.
I held the flowers in a bunch with both hands. I walked further out and saw more flowers, little purple or blue ones. But I didn't get to pick any of them because I woke up.

I quickly doodled the flowers before I forgot what they looked like.
Here is a re-drawing I did later: