memorable

I laid down to WILD and waited. I found myself nodding off but caught myself and continued. I saw mostly nothing, but after a while an image started to come into view. I saw an ice cream parlor, with a checkerboard theme and pink neon lights. There was a girl behind the counter but I couldn't see her face. I was kind of there, in the scene, but at the same time I wasn't, it's a hard feeling to describe. By now I was feeling really intense vibrations, and I was beginning to almost materialize there. I took a few steps, and it actually felt like walking, as realistic as it gets. Then I turned and started running parallel to the bar and the scene was fading, I was in some kind of tunnel of white light. I kept running faster and faster until I jumped up and lost the feeling of the ground under me. I thought I needed to actually enter the dream or something, hoping to break free from my physical body so, so I kept going, but I was suddenly jolted awake.

I'm confused, was I already in the dream? I felt like I was still partially in my physical body. I hear that you should roll over or try to get up out of it, should I have done that? But what a rush, though!

I had the coolest non-lucid ever last night. Unfortunately it took such a long time to come back to me that by the time I remembered I wasn't near anything I could write it down on. Anyway, here's what I can remember, 10 hours later.

I was in a dark room with some other "students," all sitting at different tables. I was in a corner near a window, which was too dark to see out of. On the table there were a few cards with different pictures on them. I experimented with a card that had a picture of a snowflake and some tomato looking fruit on the table. The card floated above my hands and I focused really hard on it. The fruit began to freeze and the snowflake lifted off the card into the air. It began to undo itself so I concentrated really hard. It froze solid and dropped to the table.

I was amazed, so I decided to try the fire card. The same thing happened, but instead there were orange orbs lifting out of the card. The fruit lit on fire, but both instances were on a small scale, so the fire went out as the fruit dropped to the table.

Next thing I knew I was in the car with my parents. I showed them what I learned, and neither seemed to be amazed with it, even though I was. I called it alchemy, although it was more like regular magic than alchemy.