StonedApe

I was walking in a suburban neighborhood. There were swimming pools everywhere full of bright blue water. Even in the gutters of the street there was crystal blue water, this tipped me off it might be a dream. I stuck my finger through my hand and became lucid. I walked to a nearby house where I heard people yelling and walked inside to the lower part of the house(it was on a hill). I decided before I opened the door that I would find a nice fat joint on a table inside(I've been wanting to try to use the sensation of smoking as a dream anchor, plus I'm taking a break from smoking for a while so I really wanted some weed). But no luck. I saw a desk with 3 drawers on it. I decided that I would find a joint in there, but again no luck. I kept opening the first drawer and everytime it was different, but no weed. First it was empty, then full of nondescirpt junk, then full of silverwear, then hypodermic needles, then empty again. I stepped back a moment and thought of how I could make it work. I imagined that it was the drawer that I usually keep my weed in and opened it. This time there was a weird peice of glass that looked like a combination between a jar I have and a pipe I have, but no weed. I wandered off, don't remember anything else.