Hey, I'm Rain, and I just joined. I've never had a lucid dream that I know of... but I love dreams. They're my sanctuary. I love my life and all, but lately I've just... :oops: It drives me crazy, knowing I'll never stumble across an enchanted castle in the middle of the forest, or discover an uncharted island in the middle of the ocean, or meet a handsome stranger who'll whisk me away on a danger-fraught adventure. (Yeah, I know, I'm a hopeless romantic. :? ) Everything's been done before, nothing's new, every mystery in the world is being broken apart.
So, to me, dreams are like a breath of fresh air. They help me cope with the real world better. Every night I pray for dreams, but they seem to come or not come at their own liesure. And they never last as long as I'd like them to.
Lucid dreams are supposed to be clear and realistic, right? I've always thought dreams were more on the... erm, wam and fuzzy side. There's nothing wrong with that... they're cozy. An escape. But I don't see how it's possible to control them: They always take me along for the ride. (Not that I'm complaining. I hardly ever dream... Beggars can't be choosers, I guess.) And whenever I realize I'm dreaming, I'm devestated, because that's when I wake up.
*cough* AnYwAy... :chuckle: I have a tendency to rant (but I try to rant well), but what I really wanted to say was HI!!!!
