Moonwatcher

INT. TATTOO PARLOR – DAY

I have a consultation with an artist for a small tat on my upper arm depicting Niblet from Sesame Street. I'm ambivalent about it and have promised myself not to commit today, but the artist is getting me closer and closer to closing the deal. There are three artists on staff to choose from and the cheapest job would be $90 plus tax. I manage to wake up before he applies the needle and for once I'm actually glad for a dream to end.

EXT. RESTAURANT - DAY

I discuss lucid dreaming with my friend, Brooklyn, mentioning dream control. "For instance," I explain, "If I were having a lucid dream right now, I could say, 'Let me see a green blimp in the sky with a giraffe in the gondola,' and it might appear--maybe."

Brooklyn seems mildly impressed. "Do you have to pray to make such things happen?" she asks.

"Well, I just sort of talk to myself--to my subconsciousness," I tell her.

[Next time, demonstrate the reality check, please!]