So yeah, I thought I'd start getting in touch with my dreams again lately, good time to start a DJ.
I'll type this stuff out, but if I'm lazy enough I might just scan in my handwritten one and throw the image out here, so be prepared.
17. - 18.04.
Falling stars
I'm in my place with a guy friend but I can't tell who he is. I think he changed his appearance several times throughout the dream, too. We're in front of my house and all the surroundings are very normal, all structures, plants and trees are where and how they are supposed to be. It's night and a very starry one.
I constantly wait for falling stars (there's quite a fuckload of them, not like every 5 seconds about 6000% the normal amount you'd expect to see at night) and when I see one, I reach out to touch it. I don't know what the trick was, but sometimes when I reached out for them, I'd catch their "trail" [You know, that glistering white trail that's always behind the actual falling meteorite]. Sometimes it worked and other times it didn't, but when it worked it was an incredible feeling. The trail trickled into my hand like sand, but it felt warm and sparkly. I could feel it as small dots full of warm, soft energy landing in my hand in dust form. When I looked at it, I had a hand full of a dusty substance, glowing golden just like a falling star. I loved that feeling and my friend was impressed, because for some reason he couldn't do that.
The actual meteorite only shows up once, in form of a small stone, nothing really special about it. It's gray and cold. I show it to two girls who suddenly are there, too. They are also unable to catch the trails like I can. That's where the dream ends.
[The feeling of the stars trails in my hand was actually very very awesome and it's hard to explain. The best I can really come up with is like dusty energy landing in my palm and running through my fingers. I'm almost craving that feeling right now, definately something to remember for the next lucid dream.]
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