(Non-lucid) I'm a student in a grim Soviet-era elementary school. I refuse to fall in line or follow instructions and my dour teacher is frustrated that I only speak English. She gives me a 20-minute "time out" for being such an incredible pain in the ass. I'm oddly pleased by this, deciding to meditate "and hopefully improve my lucid dreaming". (!) I close my eyes and meditate for what seems like several minutes. I feel a sense of peace, although I can still hear the schoolroom chaos all around me and the sound of the other children jabbering in Russian.