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NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Had an interesting and long dream this morning. My brain still comes up with random explanations for why I'm experiencing weird things in dreams. This time fever was the case.

00.30: Sleep

10.30: Feverish MILD
I've been sleeping on the train on my way home. I'm very groggy as I walk up the hill toward my apartment. After a few houses I realise I've passed it already and head back a bit. I enter the building and walk up the stairs a few levels. On the third I realise I'm living on the second. 'What the? Man I must be sick or something...' I jump over the railing in the stairs and walk up to my door. It's been painted in light green, pink and white colours. I take out my keys and try to open it with the old key. 'Oh right, I've got a new key now.' I open the door and is greeted by Monica. "Hey babe, what are you doing? Going into the wrong places and all" she says.

"Hey, yeah I must have a fever or something, my head is spinning" I say and put my hand to it. I feel very weird. I spot something on the bed, it's a head. "What the fuck!?" I say and point at it. It's my coworker Kristoffer. He's got a hat on. "What?" Monica asks me confused. I pick the head up, it's very heavy and I juggle around with it for a while, not on purpose though. I put the head back after almost dropping it. It must have looked hilarious to see me hold the air, like as if something was really there.

"Give me some Ibuprofen babe" I say and head into the bathroom to take a crap. I sit down on the toilet and Monica stands next to me. "Wait, what day is it?!" I ask. "Thursday" she says. "Oh damn, I'm going to miss the trip with work! Oh wait, no that's next week..." We keep on talking for a while, there seems to be no end to my need to take a dump.

"Wait a second... This is a dream right?" I ask Monica. She just smiles at me. "What if I really do have a fever? Then I'd jump out the window and kill myself by accident. Whatever, I'm finished taking a crap" I say and get up without wiping my ass. I walk out the bathroom and hold my hand up. I count seven fingers. "Yeah, I'm definitely dreaming." I look out a window and notice a ladder against the house just under the window. It's missing the last pegs so it's around two meters down. I hold on to the ladder and slide down to the first peg. I look up and prepare to fly up the roof. With a jump I fly up to the roof and land. It's made of old wood and there's a hole in it. I can hear it creak under my weight.

With another hard jump I fly straight up into the sky. I watch the small town with surrounding fields grow smaller beneath me. "Wooooooohooooo!" I yell out in excitement. It feels amazing. I fly down toward Monica who's down on the ground. I circle a bit before landing next to her. "Want to fly?" I ask her with the biggest smile ever on my face. "Yeah" she says and smiles back. "Alright, do like this then" I say and hold out my hands and look down. I make a few small jumps and expect to rise with each jump. After a few jumps I fly straight up, fifty meters or so. I start to fly horizontal but I descend as I do it. I touch the ground with my stomach and close my eyes to try to imagine myself being in the air still.

The dream fades and I wake up in bed. I start writing down my dream but I have real trouble doing so for some reason. The text doesn't look right.

10.30: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 10 hours

Supplements: None

That's it!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!