Mespia's DJ of Doom

The beginning of this dream is hazy. There are a few distinct details, but I am going to leave them out because I'm not really sure where they fit in.

All I know is, I was accused of stealing a book from a schoolhouse. I did steal the book, and when the teacher demanded I return it, I decided that I would.

I put the book in between my teeth and climbed up the schoolhouse (I have know idea why I didn't just use the door). It was a bit precarious, but I managed to scramble around the room, swing under, and get through the window. I put the book back on the bookshelf, but I still had a book between my teeth. The way back was even more dangerous. There were parts of the roof that were extremely narrow, but I made it.

I handed the book back to the teacher. It was wet and a corner was frayed from being in my mouth. The teacher looked at it disgustedly. Then I remembered that I had already put the book back on the shelf. I was good. I took this book back, and I can't quite remember the rest of the dream.

I was sitting on a chair in my house at night.

"Huh," I said to myself, "I'm dreaming. Cool."

I got up and walked out the door to my front lawn. It was a nice night, clear and warm. My dad followed me, but kind of sticking to the background.

I decided that I would like to try to fly. I spread my arms and jumped up, ready to take flight. Nothing happened. I tried again. Nothing. I was kind of annoyed, but not really, because these beautiful glowing lights were flying around.

They were small colored lights, orange and pink and blue and green. They were shaped like flowers (a dot of light in the middle with five dots of light surrounding it) but they were flying around around me. For a minute, it was hard to see because there were so many of them. When they cleared away, I looked across the street.

There were these huge Easter eggs on the ground. Not as large as a house, maybe half or three quarters that size. They were beautifully decorated, painted with gold and pink and blue... they were amazing. I walked across to them, and saw some people I knew there. By this time, I had basically lost lucidity. I started talking to them, and I can't remember anything more.

I was sitting on a chair in my house at night.

"Huh," I said to myself, "I'm dreaming. Cool."

I got up and walked out the door to my front lawn. It was a nice night, clear and warm. My dad followed me, but kind of sticking to the background.

I decided that I would like to try to fly. I spread my arms and jumped up, ready to take flight. Nothing happened. I tried again. Nothing. I was kind of annoyed, but not really, because these beautiful glowing lights were flying around.

They were small colored lights, orange and pink and blue and green. They were shaped like flowers (a dot of light in the middle with five dots of light surrounding it) but they were flying around around me. For a minute, it was hard to see because there were so many of them. When they cleared away, I looked across the street.

There were these huge Easter eggs on the ground. Not as large as a house, maybe half or three quarters that size. They were beautifully decorated, painted with gold and pink and blue... they were amazing. I walked across to them, and saw some people I knew there. By this time, I had basically lost lucidity. I started talking to them, and I can't remember anything more.