J.D.

29.01.2010

Flying Cars and Warm Sun (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was woken up early this morning by an alarm I don't remember setting, felt hungover to the max, so went back to sleep. Say what you like about hangovers, but they're prime time for lucidity!

Me and about three friends were visiting a city in America. In appearance, it looked a lot like Paris, with old-ish but fashionable buildings and a tram line running along the street. We all sat down for a drink at a white table and chairs at the side of the road. Looking to my right, I could see all the way down to the sea. We were quite high up. I noticed what appeared to be a space research centre a few miles away. Attatched to the outside was a spaceship simulator. It was grey, futuristic and lifesize. Suddenly, the simulation began. It started rocking about and going from side to side. I turned to the table and said,
"That's the most awesome thing I've ever seen." Next, a blue car flew up into the air from near the space centre. It was not unlike the car from the second Harry Potter movie, but I couldn't see it very well from the distance I was at.
"Scratch that," I said. "That's the most awesome thing I've ever seen!" It flew off into the distance as I tried to rationalise it. I started talking about the Moller Skycar, and assumed that must be one of them.

A train soon came along the track beside us. I was expecting a tram, but I was even more surprised to see that every so often, the entire train would lift off the ground and float for a few metres, before landing back on the track. I got curious, and then lucid. I stood up and floated myself up onto the railing beside the table.
"So what was that all about?" I asked the table, half laughing. Nobody answered, and I quickly forgot about them, becoming absorbed in floating between walls and fences as I made my way downhill. I noticed that, hungover as I was, I felt fine in the dream. I looked out towards the sea, and decided I wanted to get down there. I thought about just launching myself, but I didn't feel up to the extreme falling sensation that always comes with it. So I glided my way down the hill, which soon became sand dunes. I hit the ground running (literally), and ran the rest of the way down the dunes like I used to do when I was a kid at the beach. I looked up at the sun, and could really feel its warmth. I turned around, and for the first time in a dream, noticed my shadow. The scene was beautiful. On the beach were tall brown rocks, on which some people had laid out towels to sunbathe on. I headed for the shore, and a woman on my left caught my attention.
"Do you want to have sex with me?" she asked.
"Mmmmm, naaah," I replied after some thought. It seemed like a waste of a lucid. I wandered into an arrangement of rocks which was shaped almost like a house, and started talking to some people inside. I think I lost lucidity around here, because I spent ages trying to help a DC with his phone instead of doing something interesting.



Then I was woken up by some jackass ringing me about "payment insurance protection" or some bullshit like that.