I'm in an unfamiliar kitchen, it's small and cosy. Maybe underground. I'm reading the instruction on a box of pasta when I suddenly think "I wonder if this is a dream?". I look away from the box and back again to see if the text changes and when it does I grow increasingly excited looking away and back, away and back repeatedly, marveling at the changing text. I shout out: "I'm dreaming! Oh yes I am!". Now I'm in my sister's bedroom at my mums house. I wonder what I want to do with my new lucidity and go bounding out jf the room as if on moon boots or in low gravity... as I do so I get too excited and awake.
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