tickleberries

I woke up early last night and decided to sit in a chair. I just sat there, quite tired, but with my eyes closed. These little things started happening without my trying to dream them up. I would see various, I don't know what you call them, little sketches of people doing things. I suppose I was in between dream and wake or something. I wasn't sure if I was aware in these little plays but I could open my eyes and remember them. Then, I would close my eyes, wait a bit and it would happen again. I tried to visualize myself, just standing there. The next thing I know was that I started doing stuff without making myself. But it was so easy just to open my eyes. It wasn't like daydreaming or thinking. It ran on its own. It wasn't clear like a dream but more fuzzy. I wish I could explain it more. I tried to detect whether I was lucid in them. I must have been since I was trying to notice my awareness in them. But somehow, if I tried to hard, they would burst.

Last night, I was dreaming about seeing a cat. It was a very large cat, pretty colors, kinda like caramel, white, and almost strawberry colors. It was left out from someone's home who no longer wanted the cat. I felt sorry for it and layed next to it. I realized that this was a mama cat and she had milk. I wondered where the kittens were or whether they were dead. I took the cat into my house alone with my 3 cats that lived with me. (In reality, I have only 1 cat). I bathed the giant cat, soaped her up, rinsed her, gave her food, led her to the litter box which was terribly tiny for a creature as large as she. She was a very gentle and relaxed cat who did not want to leave my side.

Anyway, I also dreamed that I was trying to have a lucid dream. This wasn't a lucid dream but I wanted to have a lucid dream in the dream. Well, I must be closer.