I'm finally getting over being sick this last week. I hadn't been doing my reality checks, but two nights ago, I had a lucid dream that wouldn't end!!! It was the weirdest thing I've ever experienced in a dream.

As soon as the dream began, I knew I was dreaming, but I wasn't aware of my ability to change anything. As far as I was concerned, the rules of "that world" were standard and had to be followed. So my degree of awareness was low, but at least I knew that I was in a dream. I also felt a great need to wake up. So, I tried to wake up, but I'd just awake into another dream. Then I'd try to find a way out of that dream and wake up in yet another dream. It went in circles. I would go back to others dreams that I'd left, but all with the same consciousness.

It was all very realistic, and I kept feeling that if I didn't wake up quickly, I'd be stuck there forever. I finally found this midget/monster, and I suspected that he was the cause of my dream. He even had a name: Site. I chased him up a tower and threw him off, and then I woke up.

I guess you have strange dreams when you're sick ... I dunno. It really wasn't an enjoyable dream at all though. When I woke up, I had to puke. Anyway, it was an experience.