Tonight I dreamt that I met a nice lady behind a gamestop counter, and we decided to make a dream together.
Suddenly, we were flying in space. We flew into this gigantic golden/white.. thing. I can't remember anymore when I think back.
But the weird thing is, when that dream we created inside the dream started I thought to myself "oh this is a dream", and then I was 'lucid'. But I wasn't lucid folks.
What kind of stuff is that. Anyways, I've been really consistent on my dream journal lately, writing about three pages per morning.
I think I'm finally on my way to getting my first lucid dream.
What do you guys think of all this?