Zac

I remember this being at around 6:00am this morning. I'd been trying for a WILD/DILD for most of the night, but nothing had worked. By this stage in the day it was taking too long to go to WILD, so I just gave up and hoped to have a nice dream.

This is what I got:

I was hiking up a hill with my mum, little brother, and my grandfather (again). The view was beautiful - we were walking up the side of an amazingly tall hill, with nothing but green grass. The hill was on the coast, and I could see to my left miles of pure blue sea. I remember that my grandfather had a hiking pole as he was climbing up.

Eventually (although it didn't feel like any time at all), we arrived at the top. Out of nowhere, a (pink?) helicopter flies in. Inside is my cousin. However, before we can get in, she flies off. We start to walk down the hill. About half-way down, we found a large patch of dirt, which I had no recollection of seeing. We stop, and shout up at the helicopter. The helicopter flies in, and we all get in. All of us, that is, apart from my brother, who didn't stop. We call to him, and he runs up and gets in.

Next thing I know, we're in my grandfather's house (although it didn't look anything like it). I sit down in front of the TV, and my cousin was flicking through the channels. The last thing I remember is there being nothing on telly.

That was probably the strangest dream that I can remember so far. I can also remember small fragments throughout the night.

It always seems to me that the last dream is the one which I remember most clearly. Even straight after waking up from most dreams, I can't think of what to put in my DJ. With the last dream though, I just remember it vividly.

Still no lucidity, but my dreams are starting to become more vivid.