Krista's Dream Journal

Dream - Lucid

I remember rehearsing for a play. I had some kind of minor part in it, which meant I had a few speaking parts. I kept missing my cue for some reason, however. I always thought it came later than it did. I remember the silence that preceded my lines, because I didn't know I was supposed to be speaking. I remember flipping through my script, trying to find out where we were. Someone else ended up speaking.

Then, it happened again, only this time, we were on stage performing instead of just rehearsing.