monkeyking

Took a long nap this afternoon, since I've been sick all weekend with no time to rest. I entered sleep paralysis and couldn't gain control. I just laid on the bed attempting leave my body when I began to False awake right into sleep paralysis over and over. Each time I knew immediately what was happening. Then things got wierd...

lucid

I FA in bed with my eyes open and realize the room is different. I attempt to break Paralysis and everything fades into black. I FA looking through my closed eyes and attempt to change my surroundings instead. I really want to be a gladiator, but things just get blurry and fade to black. I FA and realize that each time I attempt to do something I become aware of a limb or my eye movement, or something tensing up and I fade into another FA. I'm laying in bed thinking how cool it would be to create zombies, except that I'm in SP and still can't do anything about it. I look over and see my friend Matt sitting against a wall in my room. We begin to talk and, I feel like I'm awake and everything is normal, until I realize that I'm still in sleep paralysis pretty much. I tell Matt that I need to count my fingers because I can't tell if I'm dreaming or not. He laughs at me. As I count my fingers tangle and I begin to double count my fingers. I show them to Matt and tell him " Look! I'm dreaming because there are too many fingers. He laughs again and tells me I should be careful, since people are likely to think I'm crazy telling them about how I have too many fingers. I become obsessed with counting my fingers for a bit and then remember that I want to be a gladiator. I try, but I'm powerless and everything goes black. I don't lose the dream, though. I'm sitting with a hood over my head and I can hear the cheers of the crowd swelling and ebbing in waves of sheer excitement. I'm nervous. In my mind I can see the dark tunnel leading out into the arena and the way the light from the outside just barely cuts through the gloom. I am sitting with my head down, still feeling paralyzed, running previous battles in my head. I think 'This is it, It's almost my turn.' I wonder if they will ever set me free. I also wonder if I'm going to wake up before I get to see anything around me, let alone fight.

I wake up in bed, the sunlight shining in my eyes.