monkeyking

I've been trying to Skydive off a skyscraper all month without success. I went out and split a beer with a friend, outlining basics for LD's. She asked me if I had skydived yet and I told her that I was going to be successful this evening . I went home, cozied on the couch with the television on and the volume low.

Dream/lucid dream

It is summer and I'm pallin' around with a few beautiful girls who were all infatuations of mine in my youth. I'm trying to figure out which young lady is interested in me. I want all of them, but don't want to ruin my chances of getting ahead with at least one by obviously playing the field. The whole day is spent swimming and walking in the woods, picnicing and playing games. The sun began to set and we head back to a cabin in the woods when I begin to realize that none of the girls are actually people I know. They identify as familiar people but look nothing like anyone I know intimately. I become confused and try to figure out what is 'wrong' with my situation, when the dream shifts me to a few hours later. I'm standing close to one of the ladies under the orange glow of street lights on what looks a lot like a Portland Max stop. ( the max is a public rail system) I lean in for a hug to say goodbye to the beautiful girl and I smell her hair. It's clean and dirty blond. The smell is familiar but as she pulls away in mild disapproval she looks like someone I know, not the someone I'm identifying her with. She tells me I had my chance and blew it long ago. I tell her I understand and apologize for my past transgressions, all the while attempting to figure out why things are strange. All of a sudden My three closest friends are there, making fun of me for striking out as the train pulls up. None of my friends look like they do in real life and I again am attempting to place the inconsistency. Before I do I'm transported to an hour later, when I'm exiting the Max. My girlfriend Kaitee is waiting in the parking lot of the steakhouse across the street from my apartment building. She's in our car and parked next to another vehicle. As I approach I notice that people are arguing with the guy inside the car next to mine. I ask Kaitee if she's safe and she says everything is fine, so I get in the car. Looking around I notice the neighborhood is strange and again begin to question why things are so inconsistent. Before I can come to a conclusion, the guy next to us is running away and one of the other men shoots at him. We drive off, afraid for our safety and Begin to drive up a strange winding hill. The moon is full and shining brightly through the trees. I begin to question things as Kaitee becomes some guy I don't know. He hands me a small dog and drops me off at the foot of a creepy mansion. I climb one handed up to the third floor and onto a balcony, where I let the dog go. The dog runs into what I assume is a hotel room and I again become confused as to how it was possible to climb up with a dog in my arms. The room has vaulted ceilings and gold leaf on everything. There is expensive art and antiques everywhere in the room. There is a privacy screen where a woman is changing. Before I can resolve my confusion the woman sees me and begins to scream. I explain I'm looking for the owner of the dog and she calms down. I still leave quickly, afraid of being arrested. Realizing I left the dog I decide to go into the lobby on the first floor and search for the missing mutt. As I find the dog I begin to question how the dog came to be on the first floor lobby when I left it in someone's room on the third floor only moments ago. The dream changes. I'm with the girls again, and this time one of them is extremely interested. She sits facing me on the couch. Straddling me we begin to kiss. I take off her shirt, she has very sensitive nipples. I begin to wonder why she is so hypersensitive to my every touch. I want it badly but cannot continue until I cle3ar up my confusion and the dream shifts again. I'm in a house at work. The house is strange and I'm examining every room for some sign of familiarity. I feel so close now to the explanation for why things are off and when I enter a room I'm standing on a ledge, high in the clouds. There a towers made of shotgun shells. The shells are pastel blue and red, gold and white strips at a diagonal separate the colors. The towers stretch into infinity it seems and the are breathtaking. I begin to wish I could tell someone what I was seeing so they could paint it for me. I start to think I would have to be able to come back to this dream in order to properly explain the place to someone in my waking life, as my memory would end up explaining some pale comparison of these wonderful towers. I have unconsiously made the connection I'm dreaming, but still not actively aware or lucid. This confuses me so I look closer at the towers and notice I'm in a hallway and the towers are books. I don't recognize any of the titles or the room I'm in, which in my mind is still the house I work in, and it dawns on me...
...I'm dreaming! I now know why I've been so confused, and begin laughing hysterically at how well my mind tricked me away from lucidity so successfully. I also notice the sun is going down, closing the end of my second day dreaming. I use the computer at my dream job a bit and talk with a few dream employees before sitting down to watch some TV. I feel very strong in the dream so I'm just letting things go a bit. I sleep in my dream and awake to go for a bike ride with friends and eat lunch. I'm jumping my Tallbike all over the place and my friends are amazed at my skills. I go back to work and sit down to watch TV when I realize how boring this LD is. I think to myself, I'm sleeping on the couch with the TV on in thew background and dreaming lucidly of sitting on the couch watching TV. That is a collosal waste of an LD. I ignore the other people in the room and decide I'm going to fly. I jump up to take off Goku style and remember that usually I have to just jump and get floating first. I am immediately successful and fly up through the roof and into a building next to me. It is a huge office building with glass dividers between everything and white tile floor. I fly around a bit and get bored with aimlessly flying, so I go back to my "work house" I try to think of what I want to do next and remember I've been trying to skydive off a skyscraper for the Monthly advanced task on the forum and fly back up through the roof. This time it feels like my flight battery is low because I'm getting stuck in the roof and having to climb my way up and out of the structure. I experience the same thing at the corporate building. The tiles are breaking into large white scrabble tiles and I have to swim through them and finally I end up on the roof. I think about how many of the people describe jumping off of a building and falling, but no one has actually "skydived" off of a building. I decide I'm going to do a proper base jump, but first I needed a cheering section. I begin to conjure the sounds of people on the street. Weakly I hear 4 or five people cheering "one hundred" disjointedly. I think down to the ant sized people below that they need to cheer my name and within a few moments there is a tremendous group of civilians cheering 'Bri-AN, Bri-An Bri-AN'! I look down and realize it's far and scary. I check for a parachute to find there is none. I think real hard about it and check again. Still no parachute. I look down and think, I'm not going to have the courage to jump. I know I'm only dreaming, but it is still hard to actually throw myself off of a skyscraper. I decide to steel myself to the task, and figure my parachute IS there, it's just an invisible dream parachute. With that I jump. Hurtling downward and like a heavy leaf, swaying back and forth in the wind I fall and fall. My arms and legs spread out to stabilize my body in the wind. I reach my right hand to touch the top of my head and put my left hand near the small of my back to check my stability before I pull off, which is proper technique for ensuring you are stable enough to deploy your 'chute. I pull the cord on my left with my right hand inches from the ground and immediately go shooting back up into the sky. I pulled to low to float down slowly and my invisible 'chute is fast and responsive. I stall the 'chute just before hitting the ground a second time and roll as I hit to ensure I don't hurt myself. I'm ecstatic. As I gather my invisible 'chute, which is now very real, the same colors as the shotgun towers, I see my friends all waiting to congratulate me. The sun had come up on my 4th day in dream as I was skydiving.

I open my eyes on the couch and say out loud, 'I DID IT' before closing my eyes again.
I open my eyes on the couch at the work house and think, 'Man, I'm still lucid! what should I do now?'

There is a knock at the door;
"U.S. Census, anybody home?"
Time to wake up.