Mydera

Well, now it's my turn to have a stomach bug. Thankfully my daughter's sickness only lasted a day, so I'm hoping mine will be gone by tonight as well On the downside, I was up until 3 am sick, then I got to bed, but woke back up around 7 and couldn't go back to sleep yet. On the bright side, the belly ache is sort of helping with getting lucid. I think the pain was waking me up enough to get lucid but not enough to actually wake me up, if that makes sense. I'm typing up my lonely fragment from those three hours, and when my husband gets home in half an hour or so I'm going back to bed. Hopefully I'll have more to add to this entry when I wake up. I'm feeling like I'm on a real roll right now. After going over a month with no lucidity, I've suddenly been lucid to some degree for three nights in a row. I don't want it to ever end! lol

Dream One (Fragment): Through out the whole dream I hover between lucid and non lucid. I can't remember what happened during the non lucid parts because it's my first dream of the night. I can remember realizing, I'm dreaming. I'm lucid! Then I see a puppet version of an old man. It looks like a cross between that ventriloquist dummy on tv and the old men from the Muppet movie I watched last night. He starts talking about neighbors like Mr. Rogers and I feel lucidity slipping. I literally feel like I'm fighting to stay lucid, but I end up drifting off anyways. I get another wave of lucidity as someone offers me his hand. I realize I'm dreaming. I look first at the room, it's a ball room similar to the one in beauty and the beast. It feels very romantic, and I can recall being lucid earlier in the dream so I wonder if I'm with K. I turn to look at the man holding my hand. I see my own blue dress like Cinderella and my hand in his, then I look up to see his face (I'm 5 feet tall, I always have to look up to everyone, lol) But just as I try to look at his face my head feels heavy like I'm falling. I reach up with my empty hand to touch my head as if to catch myself and step forwards to maintain my balance, but the dream goes black and fades away to the sound of the neighbors car alarm going off at 5:30 am.

Dream Two (Fragment): I realize I'm dreaming. I don't know why I realized, I just did. I see a white cloth flapping in the wind. It looks like a bed sheet. I wonder why that's all I can see, and guess it's because it's an early dream. I'm startled awake by my daughter crying that she's falling. Thankfully, she's not really falling, she's in her bed, right in the center. I find myself wondering what kind of dream she was having, because I've been getting that falling sensation after a lucid ends lately. My husband got home at 9:30, so I went back to bed.

My husband got home at 9:30, so I took a three hour nap (had to be up at 12:30 so I could write this and hopefully find my way into the chat for the dream view academy class.) I slept hard because the stomach ache is gone, not much to report on dreams, just more fragments.

Dream Three: At some point I'm in a library, looking something up. At another point I'm looking at a house. It looks like a rendering n a computer or something because there's no ground around it. All I can see if the house (like a little fairy tail cottage of some sort) and two water walls. One water fall is to the back right of the house, and it forms a pool under that corner of the house that flows out through a tiny creek from the front of the house. The second waterfall is at the front left of the house, also forming a little pool under the house, and this time running out the back. The water falls are so identical, it looks like someone copy pasted them and just rotated them differently.

Took another nap:

Dream Four (fragment): I dreamed I was trying to fall asleep, but it was storming and there was a buffalo outside. Every time I'd start to drift off, the buffalo would ram into either the front or back door making a huge ruckus. My kids were terrified of the storm, so its not like I was nodding off very often. I had to LOL when I woke up, because sometimes real life feels like this, only instead of a buffalo ramming the doors, it's thoughts in my head refusing to be quiet and instead of my kids being afraid of a storm they just don't want to go to bed.