I first heard of lucid dreams from my best friend in high school some time during my senior year back in 2008-2009. During that year my neighbor across the street passed away due to health reasons, but before she left I made a promise to come visit her. Every day I got off the bus and walked home I stopped in between her house and my father's and thought to myself 'she'll be there tomorrow. I'm just tired today,' and then one weekend I got a phone call...
The night of the funeral I went to sleep thinking about my last words to her, and a promise I never kept. The dream seemed so real, and maybe it was lucid, but I know everything I did and said was something I would have done in the real world. Here's the dream:
I was mowing the front yard of my father's house on a really hot and sunny day. The only things I could see in the background was the house, the yard I was mowing, and my neighbor's car parked right where my dad would normally park his vehicle. The moment I noticed her car sitting there I heard singing. The lyrics I heard weren't very clear, but I knew the voice, and the tune seemed familiar. I walked over to the car, and the closer I got the louder the singing became, and the more visible the driver of the car came to be. I got in the car and told my neighbor that I was sorry, and that I should've kept my promise. I hugged her, and cried, and apologized. She told me "it's okay, don't worry. It's okay," and then she kept singing her gospel song. When I asked her to stop singing she sang louder and with more merry emotion. And that's when I woke up around 6am the next morning in a pool of my own tears. I still think of my neighbor, that broken promise, and that dream. Now, I try my best not to take anyone for granted, especially when I don't know when I'll see him or her next.
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