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I was in this room with a bunch of nerds. There were beds, I guess it was their barracks. Then things from halo reach started to appear in my dream. Me and this guy Jordan were actually in the game. We were Spartans. We were dressed up in the armor. Where we were, was the side of a steep hill in the desert. There was this place that led through a canyon. And from that canyon, came some covenant. Me and him blasted through the covenant for fun. The covenant’s plasma guns didn’t penetrate the armor. The wraiths shook us up a little. Then on the other side of this canyon wall, we found a huge city. There was UNSC and covenant warships battling over the city. We progressed along into the suburbs of the city. Then we got to this military base. There was no one there. We both cleared out some rooms, but no covenant were there either. We thought it was a trap. Then I come across the same room in the barracks that I described earlier. I t was dark, and nobody was there. One room in particular I had a eerie feeling about. I opened the door slowly. There was another fully armored Spartan. I almost shot him by accident. So this guy told me his name was Emile S-239. This guy had a skull looking thing on his face. Ok, so then I went into another room, and there was a door. This girl walked by and opened it, and said: “You have 28 days.” The dream then faded. This concludes my dream.

I entered this menthol lucid via an in-dream WILD but never picked up on the fact that I had entered from a dream. I also got completely fooled by a false awakening, not waking up for real until long after the dream had ended. Because of that, a lot of the LD is pretty scrambled, including a couple possible Task of the Month attempts. Still, this one's filled with amusing little tidbits.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #71: Fooled

I am wandering in my house during the day, thinking about lucid dreaming. I decide to visit DreamViews (on my Kindle?), starting with the Task of the Month thread.

I see a post from PennyRoyal and suddenly remember that I'm supposed to be making him a fake ID. I remember that he badly needs this ID and I'm way, wa behind on producing it. (Needless to say, this is not true!) Being on DV and getting reminded of this task I'm putting off makes me feel like a slacker and a procrastinator, so I close the site.

I sit on the floor of the living room and pick up a strange comic book with moving pictures. The hero, a billionaire similar to Bruce Wayne, does a parkour safety vault over a railing onto the front porch of his mansion. I watch the move replay over and over, thinking about how I should find a spot to learn the safety vault near the house or the office.

Eventually I decide that maybe I should just practice this vault myself in a lucid dream. I lay down on the floor of the den to attempt a WILD and instantly emerge standing in the living room of my house! I gloat to myself about what a stud I've become at WILD. I rub my hands together and walk into the kitchen.

There's a man standing in the kitchen and after conversing with him, I learn that he needs a sword. I conjure one into my right hand. The sword is awesome and looks just like the one He-Man uses. I give the sword to the DC, but he looks disappointed. He complains that "it's not a magic sword." This annoys me, so I tell him that if he wanted a magic sword then he should have asked for a magic sword. He hurls himself on the ground and throws a massive tantrum, bawling, rolling around, and kicking his feet like a toddler. (This may have been me granting a DC a wish, but I do not remember properly asking the question, so I will not count this as a Task of the Month completion.)



Annoyed, I walk away from the DC. I look for the note that I left myself for TotM. I don't know whether I find it, but the dream destabilizes somewhere inside the house and I have a false awakening that puts me back lying on the floor of my den. I think about writing the dream down, but I'm distracted when I look over at our couch and have sexy thoughts about doing stuff with Wife on it. I'm surprised by how vivid my imagination is right now. I vaguely remember consuming menthol, but when? (I had peppermint tea at WBTB.) Is menthol why I'm thinking about happy happy fun time?

Then I have another memory of recently eating popcorn. (Also true, right before bed.) I realize that I have one of those annoying little popcorn hulls stuck between my two front teeth. I absentmindedly conjure a box cutter into my right hand and use it to pick the hull out of my teeth.

I finally remember to write the lucid dream down. I open up some sort of notebook to write the dream down but it's just filled with Wikipedia pages. These Wikipedia pages contain hyperlinks that respond to my touch, so I surf around for a while reading about stuff. I think about how much you can learn these days without even talking to anybody. I wonder how we introverts used to learn before the internet. Oh yeah, I think, there were always books. I happily surf Wikipedia for a while, and I remember nothing after that.

The setting was old historical, renaissance I think. There were many people in the room, but I couldn't see all of them for whatever reason. I just knew there were people behind me, but I couldn't see them.

My family in the dream was seated at one end of this huge table. My brother and I sat next to each other on one side and our mother and father on the other. We were at the castle because our parents had begged a word with the prince. The prince sat in a throne against the wall closest the head of our table, where we were. His people stood on both sides of him and near the exits of the room. I got the sense that the people behind me were his too.

Father began speaking to him of a child that was his in our family, my brother to be exact. He said he would no longer raise the child as his own because it wasn't. The prince should take him.

The prince declined saying what good is the son of a common woman. Did my mother think she was the only common woman to bear him children? There were many children in this kingdom from the prince's loins, but he would not lay claim to any. All women should thank him for blessing them with his seed.

Mom shrieked at him. Begged him to take my brother and give him work or teach him something. The prince wasn't having it. He ordered for us to be killed.

We ran, all of us. My parents pushed away my brother saying no, he's not coming, let him to die. That's the way they said it, let him to die. I grabbed hold of my brother's hand and looked him in the eye. I said, "You're still my brother. You will always be my brother. I don't care whose son you are."

Together we ran, nearly tripping over things our parents had thrown down behind them.

I was in the old grocery store from my hometown with my brother, whom I had not seen since I was 18. He's been away for a long time, but he was there in the dream with me. We were buying a few things to go home and make a meal. I could see the isles very clearly and the items on the shelves. I can remember the cute little blonde working the register as we got ready to leave. I went ahead to the car. While I was in the parking lot, a starving white tiger snarled and came out from behind one of the parked vehicles, a white van.

I knew the tiger was hungry and looking for its next meal and found me. I backed away, putting a few of the vehicles between it and I, to where it couldn't see me. I wasn't stupid, I knew it could hear and smell me, but I knew it was important that it not see me getting away as I edged nearer the building.

The tiger rounded the corner and growled. As it began to circle me, I turned with it, keeping my back away. I made a lot of noise and acted bigger than it was, thinking maybe it would work like with bears. I knew it was too hungry to care, but I had to try something to keep what was sure to come from happening. But no, the tiger stood on its hind legs and swatted at me and I kicked it. So help me, I was fighting a friggin' tiger. Nobody was trying to help me, everyone was tucked away safe, except me. I remember thinking that very clearly. Followed by some not so nice thoughts about all those people, who were standing there recording it on their phones. I don't even think anyone called for help.

Anyway, there I was fighting this tiger. Yes, FIGHTING! A tiger! I remember thinking of all the stupid things I've done in a dream, this is the most exciting. It gave me strength. It kept me going. The tiger clawed up my leg pretty bad and decided to pounce. As it was airborne, I dropped to my back and pulled both my legs up ready to kick it. Time slowed. And I nailed it. Knocked the wind right out of the poor thing and me too. Even emaciated, it was huge, but I remember thinking the paws were too small.

I was able to think logically within the dream, but certain aspects of the dream were totally unrealistic, like being in the same old grocery store that had closed down, a white tiger in small town Tx, and me winning a fight with a hungry tiger.

i had a 9 h sleep and 4 DILDs last night ! they were all very short ( max 1 min ). my mean is 2 DILDS per week and usually very short.

the first one i got lucid after a DC said « what if this is dream ?». i asked him to remind me again in next dreams , but he didnt so far



i was in bad shape ( insomnia, being harsh to my self for not noticing clear dreamsigns...and so on ). previous night i slept for 3,5 hours, then insomnia came and i spent the rest of night trying to WILD and giving up to hypnagogic hallucinations.

i changed my atitude last night, i decided to focus on dream recall ( this was my first goal when i started LD ) so not to put much pressure on myself, and tried a dzochen technique ( fall asleep while imagining the A letter on the centre of the body ) depicted in «dream yoga and the practice of natural light».

Also during my day i was more aware ( counting footsteps when walking, counting breaths when quiet, starting from zero after some count or situations like doorways; for short periods, imagining everything as if i was lucid dreaming ). it makes a lot of sense to me that if i just go by daydreaming, lost in thoughts and not noticing life around, this mindset is carried into sleep too. i wonder if you can be a good lucid dreamer without lucid living..may be but i don't want that to myself..i want both

today i will do the same thing, without expecting the same results ( which is already a challenge in itself )

I was waiting outside a bank and I knew there were people inside for whom I was waiting. One of them came out to wait with me. Dream me recognized him as a friend, but I had never seen him before. A short walk away was a multilevel mall and I decided to go there. He followed me, ranting about how the others would be out soon and we shouldn't. I told him I had to, there was something strange. It's hard to explain how the levels were, but the top floor was on level with the bank outside and the bottom floor was on level with the street. When we came in from outside there was a clothing store with lots of futuristic clothing in reds, blues, silver, and black. I got a very distinct impression that greens were rare and expensive. Fire alarms started wailing. He and I exchanged a look, he knew I had already made up my mind. We went forward making people go to the back exit, where we had just come from. Store by store on the second level, we cleared each for signs of life. Smoke began drifting up the stair case. It was dirty grey in color with a greenish yellow tint. We went down the stairs calmly. The smoke didn't seem to bother us much at first. We split up to clear the stores on the bottom level. We kept getting the people to go toward the back exit because we couldn't identify where the fire was, but the smoke seemed to be coming from the front exit. The last stores to check were in the front and we found a few people, a woman passed out and a child hiding in a clothing rack. It didn't make sense that they didn't get out, so close to the exit. He carried her and the child held my hand as we walked out the front, never finding that fire. The smoke had been so thick in the front that we were all coughing as we came out the doors. Our friends were already down here waiting by the truck. They had gone around.
As we were driving around in this old pickup, the five of us, I began noticing that there wasn't any grass, not even the little strips you usually see in the cities. There was still a KFC's however. Annoyed, I rolled my eyes as we headed into the tunnel. A tunnel that was in the middle of a housing district, nice houses at that. It was dark and traffic seemed to be backing up as we got to it. The artificial rains had began on the other side. Artificial because there were no trees, no plant life.
Jake, the driver, had left his window down. There was no clean smell like you get after a real rain, just the smell of car fumes. He said he'd roll up the window once we were really in the tunnel. Bees were in the tunnel with us. They didn't like the water. They flew in through the open window and began to sting us. One of the women with us died before we could scramble out of the truck. We managed to get out of the tunnel, but we couldn't go back in for people because there were too many cars piled up in the middle and toward the other end. All we could do was run. There were swarms chasing us, huge, unrealistic swarms. We headed into one of those nice houses, kick door style. The lights were on, but nobody was home. The bees followed us. There were only three of us left. We ran all over this house, which felt like more of a maze than a house. Jake was swatting at them with a shower curtain and I told him, "That's it. Turn on the water. They don't like the water!" So he did and he started spraying them. I ran to the kitchen and turned that sprayer on and we just kept spraying the bees as they came near us. Soon all the bees that had chased us were down and we congratulated ourselves. Just me, my male companion from earlier, who I understood was my partner, and Jake, who looked an awful lot like Ernie Hudson.

Pre-Bed MD 2020

Woke to WBTB at 3:30 but I had a headache and just wanted to sleep. I thought I could at least set my intentions and do MILD but never got that far. I ended up with a random DILD anyway. I think I was barely lucid in this one as my mind wasn't very critical of the dream.

Catfish? 4:40AM - DILD
I am walking around in some familiar woods. (I think this is one of those locations that exist in only in dreams but I visit often) I am enjoying the peaceful quite and time to myself. I start thinking about some youth minister that was here before doing some cool tricks and claiming it was the power of God. I start doing the same tricks on my own power. I start hovering and walking up trees. Every one in a while a strong wind would lift me up like a kite. Something was very familiar about all of this but I don't get it yet. Then, while walking up a tree I think that he must have had a line attached to him. Then I wonder how I am doing it with out a line and I slowly become lucid. I fly up and over a small river. Flying is difficult so I make swimming motions and that seems to work. I stay low to the ground to have some visual reference.

*memory gap*

Somehow I end up in some sort of enclosed dock. I am walking along and an old fisherman falls in the water but as soon as he does he turns into a very small skeleton of some sort of turtle like creature. I keep walking. There is a container of icyhot on the dock next to a boat. The boat is full of water and has little turtles in it swimming around. I kick the icyhot and a glob hits a turtle. There is a fizzing sound and the turtle turns all white and floats up on its back. I find this interesting so I do the same to the other turtles. I feel bad that I killed them all so knowing its a dream I use expectation to make them live again. They all flip over and swim away.

I get in the boat. The water is gone now. I hear a kitten meowing desperately. I look next to me and see a fishing pole and a net. There is something in the net. I look closer and expect to see a fish but the meowing get louder. There is a kitten with a hook in it mouth. The line is connected to the pole. I start to pick the kitten up and take the hook out but I know it will freak out and scratch me. Even dream pain cad be bad. I pause and look at the kitten. I say, "I know this is a dream. And since this is a dream you will not scratch me. You will be still and let me take the hook out." I pick the kitten up and find the hook in its mouth. I feel so bad for the kitten and wonder how this even happened. I thought maybe the fisher man was using shrimp or something similar. This poor kitten was just hungry and got a hooked in the mouth. Luckily the hook wasn't very deep. I say, "OK. Now the hook will just easily come out without hurting this kitten." The hook falls out into my hand. I let the kitten go and look at the hook.

Somehow I am outside of the dock building thing. I see CM from work. She is working outside with her husband who is splitting logs. CM says something. I float up and get ready to fly away. I ask her why she killed the fisherman. I don't remember her reply but I know it as an admission of guilt. We continue conversation that I can't remember. I basically said that I will have to tell the police. I know that will mean testifying in court and explaining why I was here. I'll have to try and explain lucid dreaming and everything. I am not looking forward to that.(I must have been losing lucidity some)

I try to fly off but I feel stuck in the air. I kick off the building but barely move. I make swimming motions but it doesn't work this time. Then my lucidity come back stronger. I remember point to point flying. I focus on a tree far way for a few seconds and then ZOOM. I fly at an incredible speed. Before I reach the first tree I focus on another. My speed increases. And I focus on the next tree before I reach that. I continue switching focus to keep myself flying. I laugh and feel giddy. The speed is incredible but I quickly lose visual reference. All the tree become a blur. I try to focus on just one tree to stop. I am losing it. The dream is fading. I try to visualize a tree but it is too late.


I find myself sitting at a dinning room table. J, my brother in law in to my left. He is being loud and looking at a TV. It sounds like some football game. I look to my left and see my wife next to me. I wonder how the hell I was just flying in a lucid dream while sitting at this table. I feel like I was hearing him the whole time in my dream. I think about it all of this and start to regain lucidity. Then, my wife loudly whispers in my ear. "I like it when they are drunk." For some reason this jolts me awake.

In this dream I was myself and I was in the women's room of my actual work place. I was with a bunch of women whom I had never seen before and one man (in women's room!) whom I had never seen before either.

In my dream I rationalized their presence that they must be new recruits, people who just got hired. And I rationalized the man's presence that he was there to assist a handicapped woman (whom I did not see but just inferred).

Some of them were dressed in formal attire as appropriate for after interview or first day of work. The man was wearing dress shirt and tie. However some of the women were wearing jeans.

So I started to explain that our boss (who was the boss I actually do have in real life, and who actually does have this preference in real life) that our boss prefers more formal dress code such as dress shirt and tie from all employees every workday. Someone asked for clarification: "even for women dress shirt and tie?" Me: "No, but not jeans, more formal than that, nicer." I went on to explain that even though we are an IT shop, but more and more often we do get important visitors, and the place and people thus need to look presentable.

I remember this dream was very vivid, and definitely not remotely lucid. I remember I accepted the rationale for man in the women's room without questioning it, and I was not remotely bothered by his presence there. We were all kind of hanging out there, relaxed, and bonding. My explanations of dress code were received by the others the way they had been intended as friendly advice / tips to new coworkers.

I was at a high class resort of sorts, and I was not me, though I don't have a a good sense of who I was.

The most memorable part of the resort stay was the tutorial they did mostly directed toward men of "How Do You Dance With a Lady" when there is a wine bottle involved. It appeared to be a formal evening dress code event, with classical dancing. So the men were given a multiple choice quizz:

Do you "Dance with a Lady" and a wine bottle
(a) by renaming your wine bottle "lady" and dancing with her
(b) try to pour or drink the wine while simultaneously trying to dance
(c) you enjoy your wine while the lady dances
OR and this was the "correct" answer
(d) you pour the wine for your lady and yourself, you both enjoy it, then put down your glaces, and then you dance together

A later scene at same resort (this one woke me up):

I was sitting on the veranda or a large balcony of the resort, and I was not paying much attention. All of a sudden I hear this terrible looming noise, and a loud voice saying something from a loudspeaker that sounded like "Ally Action" though I could not figure out what they were actually saying. At first someone else blocked my view, but then they moved, and I realized that a helicopter was the source of this noise and loudspeaker too. Then I realize that the helicopter was going to land right where I was sitting/lounging. I moved quickly to avoid being squished. In fact this was so vivid and realistic that upon waking up, I immediately sat up in bed and got out of the way.

This was not a lucid dream but it was vivid and detailed and long with more than one scene.

And upon waking I remembered a previous dream also which I shall record separately.

Tasks for March/April

Attain Lucidity [ ] Improve Dream Recall [ ]

WILD [ ] | DILD [ ]

2/28/13 Thursday

Took naps throughout the day. Tired from being up all night working. Bed time - 7:30pm 1:14am; 3am - 8:45am

DR 1 - 1:14am

I'm looking out a huge window to tha canyon below me. There is no vegetation, because a huge rain storm washed everything away (watche firestorm live on TV IWL - Riverside) But there is all kind of animals on the slope. Sheep, coyotes are stalking them, especially the one sheep that is alone. There is a big black and white shiny animal swimming in a river on the bottom of a canyon. it has markings like a killer whale, but looks like giant river otter. I call others to look at it but lose sight of it as if swims under the low, arched, stoney bridge. When it comes out on the other ends, it's a submarine with crew walking on top of it.

A former classmates stopps by and run off to put on pants. I pick a pair that's too big and while hopping on one foot trying to put the other one in a pant sleeve I tell him while laughing "I have 15 pairs of black pant and I pick this white one, which is the only one too big for me."

We decide to go out for a drink. Turns out, I'm in Hawaii. I look back at the hotel I came out from so I know how it looks so I can find it on my way back. It has a light blue and white logo, kinda like NOAA. It's called O'nus. We walk on a wooden pathway over crystal clear water. i watch seashells and coral and fish. One black mussel swims up and divebombs and eats some small snail.

There is some seaweed and lifeforms on the walkway and I kick them gently back to water.

In front of a small shack on the walkway are 3 little cinnamon kittens in a cage, all wet. And three more in an aquarium with little bit of water on a bottom of it. I yell at the young woman to call someone to take care of the kittens, if she can't. She threatens to call the cops and I tell her I'm staying there until they show up. i see her changing her clothes and running away.

DR 2 - 8:45 am
I work for royal family of England. (Watching movie The Queen durin WBTB IWL)

iky Pigs

can't get rid of last moments of dream so I hope by posting it will make sense. "Sticky Pig". First, a woman gives me a double fold card 1 ft high by 2 ft wide, of a Blue Stone house on blues stone street, no front yard at all, and high side steps. I take it and open it, and look at it.

Second, I see trampoline at Bedervale, Braidwood and get on for som bouncing.

Third I look around the Homestead. It is sold and empty. I guy says it will cost 12-15 thousand dollars to strip back to wood floors. I say "only to cover with carpet". I explore rooms and as I leave I notice I am carrying a saucer with a blue picture on it. I say "Oh," then I put it down near a woman because I didn't mean to steal it.

Fourth, there was unusual pigs. they intelligent pets but slimy. I see they're a bit slimy and don't want to pet them. But I can't resist petting one. His skin is pink, a little bit hairy but sticky. Then he turns and lifts his front leg wanting me to rub his tummy. I wake.

What's the significence of an irrisitable, iky, sticky, intelligent, pet pig? Thete were a group of 4 or 5 of them. (unts).

I'll look for iky pig Youtubes

House piggy with painted toes

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I got to thinking that finding some thing irrisistable then its iky.

Then I thought I'd take up the study of math.

Mother TIGER adopts Pigsets

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Ok, I went loo and on loo I remember that in Chinese Astrology both mum and I are Pigs (born in the Year of the pig).

These were especially nice to have yesterday morning, with the family in the dog house for pissing me off irl. Plus I've been sick, tends to lead to interesting dreams.

I was at an AT&T store looking at one some of the phones, when one of the employees puts a large chocolate brownie on the table in front of me. Then he acted like he didn't do it, which enraged me for some reason. I took the brownie and went outside with the intent of throwing it into the street, when a thought occurred to me: Why don't I cut the brownie in half, and stick one half into each of my shoes! So I did, and the instant I did, it transformed my shoes into these amazing, super-jump trainers! I barely had to jump, and I would leap into the air about 15 feet. Then each time I landed, I would instantly bounce back up. It was kinda hard to control my landings, thought I never fell. Each jump seemed to feed into the next one, and before I knew it I had gone 3 miles in a matter of seconds! I remember thinking that basketball players should wear them. Anyway, I got as far as the Kroger, then I got preoccupied with random crap there and forgot all about my cool new trainers.

Another nonlucid I had started out in the hayloft of a barn. A "man" leaped like some kind of animal into the loft from outside. He was big, naked, somewhat hairy, and looked like a man that had almost finished transitioning from his werewolf form back into a man. I also remember being shocked at how incredibly huge his thing was. We proceeded to have one of the very rare occasions were I have dream sex and DON'T wake up before I finish. It was werey cool (<< see what I did> )

Then as soon as he bounced into my dream, he bounced out. My next adventure was with my friend Nicole's younger autistic brother, Mark. He's 14 and very high functioning. Apparently we were supposed to have a fun day together or whatever. I saw a golfcart at the barn, so I decided to take Mark riding on one. Thought he'd get a kick out of it. Somehow prior, I had bought us chocolate mousse cups from work (chocolate mousse inside edible chocolate cups). Anyway, Mark wanted to take his in the golfcart, so I let him. But he wanted to actually set them in the drink holders. I didn't realize that the holders were basically situated above the motor of the golfcart, so after we rode a while, the chocolate cup part melted, and chocolate mousse went everywhere (Mark doesn't like to be dirty or messy). So he clicked out and had a fit, so I ended the ride and helped him get cleaned up.

True Story: When I told Nicole at work about the dream this morning, she laughed because she said Mark would actually have acted that way irl. Anyway, that's all.

I believe I remembered the dream that I forgot earlier tonight, and I remembered the Significant Insight that I had reached before. This dream is actually about dreaming even though it may not appear to be!

In my dream I was an actress in theatre, just starting out. And an experienced actor had taken my under his wing and was showing me the ropes. During a break in rehearsal I had been chatting with another less experienced actor. My self-appointed mentor saw this, and afterward took me aside and reprimanded me, saying "Why are you wasting your time with that nobody? To succeed in this trade, It matters who your connections are. It matters who you are seen with, and he is not someone you want to be seen with." I rebutted him with "I am not in this for the usual reasons: I am not in it for the money nor for the fame, and I choose who I hang with."

While analyzing this dream after it happened it occurred to me that this dream was about why I am putting this effort into dreaming now, why I want to lucid dream, why I am here at DV:

I am not doing it for the usual reasons. Or maybe these are the usual reasons for some people, who knows. An important motivator for me is to regain my self-dignity and self-respect, to regain control of my dreams so that I do not do what my subconscious tells me to do. I get to choose who I hang with. For me the an important motivator for lucid dreaming this time around is moral reasons: I want to do what I perceive as being right (which of course does not mean I won't do something like shoot someone in a lucid dream because it feels right to do so , I need to do empowers me, and I need to not let those more experienced than me dictate what is right for me. This is what attracts me to DV is because it seems to be a place where people generally support this kind of attitude, and do not try to impose their way on others.

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Friday March 1 2013 I took NyQuil for my cold, and went to bed early. Around 8:30pm I woke up. I remember having some profound insight into my dream recall or something like that. I remember feeling very self-satisfied with my progress and how it was not just a fragment this time. After all this patting myself on the back, I almost fell back asleep without writing anything in my dream journal. I startled myself back awake in order to write it down, and it was all gone, except for this.

I was with my mom. She tells me something about some guy building giant generators and doing things with the earth's gravity that periodically have fluctuations that may reverse gravity or make things fall sideways or in any unusual direction.
So I was just sitting at the breakfast bar and gravity inverts as you would expect after what I was told. I fell onto the ceiling and then back onto the floor.
I suddenly realized how outlandish this was that gravity was altered. BAM get lucid! This is a dream. For some reason I decide to do some flying, but I stink at flying.
I step outside onto the front porch with the expectation that I will rocket into the air, but nothing happens.
Then my mom says that she is going to the gym and starts putting duffel bags into her car. I lose lucidity and decide to go with her. I start packing too, then I wake up.