The Dry Spell is broken! My best LD so far!
Finally, 3 months of nothing but good vivid dreams, I got my best Lucid Dream yet.
Ok, so first I was in NYC at my sisters apartment (she doesnt have an apartment in NYC), and we were partying and getting really drunk and listening to loud music. Her roomate kicked us out because she was trying to sleep, so we started walking, and we ended up in a harbor of some sort. It was very cold, lots of snow on the ground and i was just talking to my sister. It was probably 4 AM.
Then, one of my dads friends and his son started approaching us. But it was them 10 years ago, how they looked then. I was like "shit, im really drunk and i dont want to talk to him right now". They started talking to me and giving me a hard time about being hammered, and then it hit me. Hey, fuck this, im dreaming, I can completely ignore them and just leave. So i ran, and started Flying.
I flew across the eastern seaboard, on a cold winter night. I kept trying to fly faster and faster, it was awesome. I was trying to make myself reappear in a warm climate, but i couldnt do it. I landed on cape cod and my flying juice was out (does that happen to other people?). I was still cold so i busted into someones house, and asked a kid which was was south, he pointed, and i went that way. But i couldnt fly so i gave up.
Then I knew i should be writing down what happened, so i started looking for a pen. I couldnt find one at all in the first two houses i went to. Then I was suddenly in MIchigan, still looking for a pen. I was pretty fed up so i told myself, "ok, im dreaming, so i can make a pen out of anything right?" So i picked up a small twig, envisioned it into a pen, but it didnt work.
Then there were all these motorcyles going by, and my mom walked up and she was nagging me, and i told myself i could comepletely ignore her, so i did.
All of a sudden i was feeding flying cats in a park. That was pretty fun.
Then i was on a busy street, in the doorway of a store, a girl came up to me and i knew i could be an ass, so i didnt move. She started getting pissed and slapped me a bunch of times. Then i though, this is a dream, dream fighting is fun, and its ok to fight a girl if its a dream, so i kicked her ass. I fought her in slow motion, and in superspeed. way cool.
At this point i was still concerned about trying to write down this dream, while i was still in it. So I sat down in a cafe with some friends and started writing down exactly this. But my writing was sooo terrible. It was like being 5 and trying to write your name. I could barely make simple letters. Then my mom started nagging me again and i woke up.
But it was a false awakening.
But then my girlfriend rolled over and woke me up for real.
rats.
hope you enjoyed it.
