Lucid Time!

Well I have been trying to get back to a normal sleep schedule these past few nights, going to bed at reasonable times. But I overcompensated (well I suppose I really couldn't help myself.)

Two days ago I went to bed around 12:30 and woke around 9:00

Yesterday I went to bed around 11:45 and woke around 7:30

Last night I was hoping to make another jump and try to go to bed before 11:00.

But, after my speech class let out yesterday around 3:00pm, I had to drive home from college. I was drowsy though and decided a quick nap in the dorm would be smart so that I didn't doze off on the long drive home.

One Ten-Hour snooze later and I'm here.

I remember being semi lucid brainstorming ideas for a story. In this story, an alien spacecraft called 'The Next' placed itself into orbit around the earth. It was a white disc that from careful observation by the space program it turned out was actually two dimensional. The spacecraft selected 1024 people from across the globe and stated that they would receive a gift. The people selected were lucid dreamers, and the gift was something from a lucid dream.

Manei was then made into a real person. I remember having to explain many things to my parents. Since she had just sort of been plopped onto the earth by The Next, she didn't really have a family or a place to stay, she had to live with my parents. That made things really awkward.

My friend C had been gifted by The Next, she was among the 1024 people. My friend S however, had not. He was feeling under the weather because of that.

Everyone who had been gifted with a guide or some sort of power had to meet at a summit in Europe somewhere. But only 742 people actually showed up even though everyone who had been gifted by The Next was required to be present by world government.

At some point, a nuclear war broke out between a middle eastern nation and china. One of the nations tried to fire nuclear missiles at The Next. It stated that it was displeased with how humanity had turned out. It gifted another 1024 people with dream powers/guides in the waking world.

At some point I discovered that I had the ability to change between my waking life self and my dream self. When in my dream self form, I some of my vanilla dream powers such as invulnerability, flying and waterbending. Good thing too, all of these supernatural creatures such as vampires and werewolves started to crop up around the world.

My roommate brought this extremely interesting dream to a close unintentionally. I fell back asleep though.

In this dream, my dad was hosting me a birthday party at this arcade that I used to frequent. I was embarrassed that he had gotten me a birthday here because I turn 19 in less than a month and I'm a little old for the arcade.

I then realized that I wasn't wearing any pants. Then my old crush form high school showed up along with a few of her friends. She had been invited to the party and she started laughing at me.

I was playing this arcade game (still without any pants) with my high school crush where you had to pull out this stream of paper but if you pull too hard the paper rips and you fail at the game.

Then my grandmother showed up and took my shirt off. She told me she was going to take a photo and a measurement of my stomach. Then I would have to eat [some absurd amount of food] then she would take another photo and measurement of my stomach.

I then realized that I was quite possibly in the most embarrassing situation that was cosmically possible. I had to escape somehow, so I made the excuse that I had to go to the bathroom.

When I went into the arcade bathroom there were no toilets, but there were art supplies everywhere. All of these different pads of paper, boxes of pencils and charcoal and crayons. Erasers and protractors and drawing tables. You name it.

I somehow or other got fully dressed again.

I then ran into my drawing professor but she had bi-colored eyes, much like my dream self. Only they were both shades of green. Her right eye was a deep forest green while the left one was a pale sea green. I asked her why this was and she told me about how she hit her head as a child on a metal desk. The injury healed fine but she broke a blood vessel and now this.

She then showed me this pair of eyes that she had painted on a piece of heavy paper. The paper had been cut/folded into the shape of glasses. It was the same eyes but they were on opposite sides. She told me every time it was opposite day, she would wear this.

I started looking around for the art supplies I needed so that I could get back to class, completely ignoring the previous dream plot.