I never paid them much attention before in my life, but since starting my lucidity practice I'm so loving them

From the most mundane (I'm eating a grape, I'm drinking a glass of water), to the most surreal (I have horns growing out of my head); from the simplest (children running down a country lane) to the most elaborate (I'm waiting for my favourite comic artist to deliver the art for a graphic novel I have written). I love how vivid they are, but also because they're so short they make such an impression - moreso than my huge unwieldy dreams in some ways! they're like the haiku of the dream world

Sometimes when i'm waiting for sleep i count the breaths between HH and use that to judge the approach of sleep - they're twenty breaths apart, theyr'e ten breaths apart, they're five breaths apart - it's like watching a train gradually approaching while you wait on the platform!

The only downside is that I've noticed that recently I've been so enjoying them i've totally forgotten to WILD or MILD,and just drifted off into regular dreams