It's been a very long time. Years.
I used to post here but eventually had no time for lucid dreaming, my experience was hit and miss and it just worked it's way out of my life.
I have had the odd lucid dream here and there since, naturally but nothing to spur up any interest.
Till this morning:



Half asleep I am propped up on a chair at my college, it's really noisy and I am extremely tired, having woken a few hours back and made my hour long journey to college I found my lessons were not on and I had a few hours till my next set. Drifting in and out of conciousness I (somehow) realise my eyes are shut but I still see everything as it was when my eyes were open, I open them to check and yep! I am dreaming the exact scene that i saw as I drifted off...
"Shit, I am concious, without effort!" I get excited and my perspective spins, I fall off my dream-chair and spiral into the ground - scale is gone - the chair is as big as a sky scraper and I scramble to regain control. I stair at my hands and look into the intricate detail, everything else is now spinning out of control - i can hear the voices of people around me. I stare at my hands again, it's slipping away, cant hold on and.... I open my eyes, disappointed but at the same time excited. and tired.