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Not much today. I was half-asleep while noting down the dream and too tired to write much - editing it later I've almost forgotten the rest.

I dream of waking up, blissfully slowly, snug and warm and surrounded by bright golden light. It's the kind of light that makes you want to sleep. More accurately, I'm being woken by someone - a man, smiling - who? I don't feel that he and I are close. I lie in a three-quarter bed - a wrought bedstead in shiny gold metal, with sheets and covers in two shades of pink. I think that if Princess Peach's dress were a bed, it would look like this. It is in the centre of a large, bare, bright room. Although there's nothing here I feel warm and safe.

The above is what I remember now, after 10 PM - having woken up at 5:30 AM. Soon after waking I wrote this:

"I dream of two people who are waking me up (separately) at 6 and after 6. I remember they gave me gifts."

Sadly I've forgotten those other details.

I also remember a car driving along a dark road at night, the sky is a deep rich blue. None of the usual trees growing beside the road either. I have a view over a wide open space. The car is a very stylish old sort and of a colour between pink and maroon. It's open-topped and the windows rimmed with silver metal. The license plate only has 6 digits although they all have 7 over here. I remembered the plate when I woke up and now I only remember the beginning: MV0. Actually, I think the second part was BKZ. I am inside the car, seeming to view it simultaneously from several points of view. I'm not driving - there is no driver. I can feel the cool night air and the low rumble of the engine. Looking up at the clear sky fills me with calm and peace, as though I am all alone in the world.

I was on the beach, but there was this Cul-de-sac of ocean water that reached further inland than the rest of it. Around the perimeter of the water was a near continuous boardwalk, and level with the perimeter of the boardwalk was a near continuous row of shops, venues, living quarters, and a hotel. All the buildings were beautiful, with large windows and white stucco exteriors. Their interiors were lavish yet tasteful. There were long planters and potted plants all over the place, filled with tropical plants and flowers. The waters were like crystal, with beautiful, vibrant sea-life. I pitched a little tent in one of the areas where the boardwalk met a dock that was closer to water level, then I went on to explore this community. I spent a great deal of time swimming, as well as sampling many scrumptious pastries from the local bakery.

Non-lucid Lucid Side Notes

I am walking in a field of perfectly green grass and the sky above me is perfectly blue and does not have a single cloud in it. I feel very content and don't have a care in the world. This green field stretches out to the distance on all sides of me, but to the distance in front of me I can see a forest of dead trees. Halfway between me and this forest in the distance, there is a blooming tree that contrasts sharply to the dead forest behind it. In front of this tree, there is a white grand stand piano and someone sitting on the piano bench. I am somehow reminded of the "happy place" in the movie Happy Gilmore and I chuckle to myself. I start to walk to this piano, and when I get close enough I see that the person sitting on the piano bench is Kee, the girl from the movie Children of Men. This seems strange so it occurs to me that I may be dreaming. I look down at my hand and sure enough its all jacked up. I have about eight fingers, and some are about half the length of normal fingers while others are wrapping around each other and morphing into each other. I become lucid and I immediately work on stabilizing the environment. I reach down and feel the grass with my hand. With every second I spend running my fingers through the grass, the environment gets clearer and brighter. Rays of sunlight hit my face and cause me to squint my eyes. I then get up and look all around me. When I gaze at the dead forest, in my line of vision there are what seem to be mirages, but when I look around me for about ten seconds these mirages disappear. The colors of the field and the sky become so crisp and vivid that when I compare it to real life, its as if real life is grainy and pixelated and this dream is high definition. I am completely awestruck by this sight. After I regain my composure, I walk until I'm right next to the piano and I greet Kee. For some reason my sister is crouching beneath the piano as if hiding from something. Kee tells me that she wrote a really great song for piano and she wants me to hear it. I say to her, "I definately want to hear it, but first can I ask you a question?". She says yes so I ask her some question about the nature of reality. I ask her this question because of my dream goal to have a philosophical conversation with a dream character. Kee seems puzzled by this question and asks me to elaborate. I say, "Well, can we really know for sure whether the world outside our own minds is real? For example, we could be in a dream right now, and that means that the scenery around us isn't real. Do you think we're in a dream?". Kee immediately responds "I don't know", but further thinks about the question for half a minute with a look of contemplation. She then says some deep statement in response to this question, but unfortunately I can't remember what she said. She starts to play the piano and at this point I feel myself exiting out of the dream. I spin my body around to try to preserve the dream, but the environment turns to blackness and I feel my body laying in my bed. I wake up.

Level of Lucidity: 8/10
Sounds and Scenery: 8/10
Feelings and Emotions: 8/10
Recall: 8/10
Side Notes: I drank apple juice that night. I had this lucid dream after staying up for a half an hour after five hours of sleep for the WBTB Technique.