So last night I went to bed maybe at 11ish. I was asleep until almost 12am, when I woke up, looked at the clock, lay back down proceeded to accidently have my first lucid dream after entirely giving up on them for months. I just sort of slid into it; it really was quite amazing. My thoughts were something like, "Hmm, everything is entirely a white, like those Apple commercials and that scene in the Matrix... wait, oh my god. I'm dreaming. I think I'll fly!" And I did.

I was asleep for another half hour before waking up. Sadly, along with giving up my dream journal, came terrible dream memory. I remember flying, some really small clouds, and that's about it.

This is somewhat disappointing, but not really. Now that I've had one, I know what it's like. But more importantly, I have something to motivate me this time, and keep trying until it happens again.