J.D.

22.01.2011

Beach Race (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was at a beach I used to go to years ago. It was wide, flat and open. Nearly always cold and wet though. There were about ten people with me- some were from my old class at school, others were people I work with now. The perpetual drizzle suddenly stopped and I looked up at the sky. There wasn't a single cloud except... The sun was going down, and around it was a strange arrangement of clouds, and lines created by aeroplanes, which appeared to all branch out from the sun, forming a giant star-shape. It was all lit up red and orange by the sun. I had a flash of recollection then, from the day before- in real life. I had seen this formation before on my way back into work after a break. My friend had commented then how his mind was blown by it. This was a much more intense, exotic version. I already knew it was a dream and a glance at my hand confirmed it.

I levitated slightly, just to show off to my friends. They thought it was awesome. My buddy Kay however, challenged me to a race. Him, on his bike against me, under my own power. I thought this was a fantastic idea and accepted. We would race to the ramp leading off the beach to the town in the distance, just below the sunset. It was a good half-mile. Someone shouted "Go!" and we were off. I lay back on the air with my hands behind my head and was propelled forward. Kay revved his engine and took off at the same speed. We were neck-and-neck for ages, and I tried to go a bit faster by imagining a force pushing me from behind, but it wasn't working. Kay got a slight lead which he kept until the finish line. I laughed and gave him a high five as I passed. Next thing I knew, I had overshot my landing and was on someone's balcony.