TheSurrealist90

What I can remember of this dream begins with me in my room. It's almost as if the dream began with a false awakening. Upon thinking I had woken up, I performed the nose-pinch reality check. This is when I became lucid. A strange, paralyzing, heavy sensation came over me, so I said to myself "calm down, calm down." I did calm down, but for some reason that paralyzing sensation was replaced with an extremely strong erge to go to sleep. As my eyes started to close, I tried to keep them open, but they eventually closed. I was relieved to find myself in a strange city my mind had built. It almost looked cartoonish, because the colors were bright. I started to jump roof tops until I came across a horizontal ladder at the end of a line of buildings (I had jumped off down to the ground at this point) and I decided to stare at it for a little while, marveling at the fact that it was unsupported by anything, floating in the air. I then saw someone grinding on the ladder with a skateboard (it could have been something else, I'm not sure) trying to impress me. Bored with the dream scene, I closed my eyes again and imagined my neighborhood. As I opened my eyes again, sure enough, I was in front of my house. I began to walk down the street to explore my mind's replica of my neighborhood. For some reason at this point, as I passed into my neighbor's lawn, I remember reading about dream control and various obstacles people face, and I remember specifically the inability for the dreamer to speak. So I actually exercised some dream control by trying to make my mouth disappear, and it did. Shortly after, I made it come back. I walked further down the street and noticed a long string of lightening in the sky. I remember getting very emotional at this point and saying aloud, "that is just beautiful." It was overwhelming to me how real everything felt in the dream. (and when I say emotional, I mean emotional. Damn near in tears.) As I walked further down the street my dog Ivy accompanied me, walking beside me until the remainder of the dream. My mind went off on a random tanget when I reached the end of the block, as I desired to ride a motorcycle. So I stole from the house at the end of the street, easily making one appear behind a fencing gate. As I walked it down the yard and onto the street, the dream softly faded,and I woke up. I percieved this dream to be around 45 minutes long.

my emotions upon waking up