Lucid dream last night, woot!
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I was in my dad's office, doing goodness knows what. My mother was outside on the balcony that led to the back yard, overlooking the pool, and suddenly she called my name. "Come and look at THIS!"
I came out, and what I saw made my jaw drop. Whiteness. The clouds hung above us, and tiny, icy flakes drifted down onto my palm, which I had outstretched in wonder. Sydney. Australia. June.
And it was snowing.
"Wow," I remember saying. I was full of emotion because I had always wanted to see snow - and here I was, finally seeing it at my own home. Flakes lay scattered on the frozen wood of the balcony, and seemed to pile up a couple of inches in the places closest to the wall, and a little more in the actual courtyard - which I saw Mum slowly making her way towards. I examined my palm. The snowflakes hadn't melted. They looked... exactly how I imagined them. Tiny pieces of white sky. I couldn't see the detailed structures, but I didn't mind - I didn't even consider them.
It was Mum who came to her senses first. I "oof"ed as I felt a snowball hit me just underneath the chest. I saw Mum, the courtyard wall reaching up to her waist, a mischevious grin on her face and right hand poised to throw. I immediately ducked and scraped some snow - SNOW! I still had trouble believing it - from the base of the wall, instantly returning fire and getting another snowball pelted at me for my trouble. I remember laughing and gathering as much snow as I could, rushing to the courtyard where we met my ex next-door neighbour. We didn't find it strange she was there, but had as much fun as we could having a snowball fight. Much to my dismay there were puddles forming and water running towards the drain in the courtyard - I didn't realise it, but the snow was beginning to melt.
Jump to indoors in the kitchen. I asked Mum if I really had to go to school today, or whether they were closed because of the snow.
"Luckily for you," she said (though not for other people). "A tree fell across the road so we can't get to school anyway."
I was really happy at this point, and glanced out the window to the garden. The snow was gone, but I didn't register this, instead seeing the garden looked different. Weird.
"Come and look at this!" Mum in the kitchen again. I rushed over and looked out the window to see several branches of a tree near it. I accepted this as perfectly normal even though in real life there isn't one there.
Inside the branches, about four bats lay, nestled together.
"Aww," I said, then I looked around the branches. More bats. Even more. That was weird.
Maybe I was dreaming.
I held out my hand, inspecting the back of it. My fingers looked slightly weird and bendy, but not enough. Then I tried another reality check I had never tried before. I pinched my nose. Inhaled.
No difficulty breathing.
The first thing I said was, "Dang! I'm dreaming!" I was disappointed there was no snow in real life. I considered asking mum if she was dreaming too.
I think I wandered off to a bedroom or something at that point, not sure, but then Mum woke me up for real. Dang.
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