(Non-lucid) I find a little green object in my pocket and hold it close to my face so that I can see what it is. I see two big round eyeballs and quickly realize that it’s a dead frog with his little tongue hanging out. I feel crushing sadness that he’s dead and I decide that I want to bring this frog back to life. I think desperately about bringing life back to the little frog... and in a few seconds, he starts to move! I’m really happy about this and I tell him that I’m glad he’s okay now. I name him “Mr. Froggo”. I bring Mr. Froggo downstairs to the back yard and set him free into the great outdoors. The day is beautiful and I’m filled with joy at what I’ve done.

This is the kind of dream that would have made me so happy as a little kid. It makes me even happier now.