I am driving my car somewhere coastal and high up, as i reach this apex i can see a lovely view of a bay down below, bathed in summertime sun, with a road that snakes wildly before me, and the sea to my right suddenly changes into a lake that i visit often, and suddenly i am transported back to this dream version of the place i know so well, except the ground is very uneven, and there are sheer drops everywhere, in reality there are no sheer drops at this place, you could run around all day and not get hurt, but in the dream version the ground is very unstable, and it is quite dangerous. Now i am walking about these grass covered monoliths, looking up at their height, and noticing that they dont seem to stay in one place, they shift position and occasionally fly up in the air only to land somewhere else close by, leaving a gaping hole where it once stood. These monoliths suddenly turn into some space rocket trying to touch down, and there is a panicked crowd nearby, and i realise i am now in the playing field of my old primary school, and i am inside the classroom but also outside as well, very detached from the scene, i can even see the sandpits and waterpits which we used to play in. This rocket thing eventually jumps out of view and i am now looking over a field covered in apple plants, not trees, plants! I walk nby and kick random apples from these plants and they ring out very musically like little bells, and sparkly glitter like substances fly from them as i kick them, and sometimes hummingbirds appear as i kick the apples, the apples then turn into some unusual flowers, all pointing in one direction, slightly bent also, with these long tendrills flowing gently in the breeze, and suddenly lots and lots of bright vivid colours, swirling together, and the sky is pink, like a sunset after a rainshower, bething everything in this relaxing pink light. I then pick up my laptop and notice one of my twitter followers has changed their twitter name to Cstocky500, i see this Cstocky500 twice more, and it never changes, the font stays the same, as did the word itself. Dream fades, i wake up normally... When i did become lucid upon waking, Cstocky500 was right in front of my eyes, as if i had been looking at the word for a while and turned away only to find the word still there, like when you close your eyes after looking at something contrasting, it leaves an inverted impression. Never had this from a dream before!
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