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I am sitting at the kitchen table doing physics homework. I see my dog barking, and it is chasing a mouse. "Oh not again," I think to myself. The mouse heads for the door as if it knew what it should do, and crawled underneath it. I stand up trying to find something to throw at it while thinking that I used a tennis ball last time (in the dream it was a regular occurrence to see mice). I look underneath the table and there are two tennis balls. I pick them up, and look for the mouse. It crawled by the wall, and I throw the first one and hit its tail. I grab the second ball and throw it at the mouse as it heads towards the table. I hit it dead on, and it flipped over. I picked it up between my index finger and thumb, and the mouse regained consciousness, except it had somehow shrunk down to about an inch long. It started squeaking and bit my thumb, but it didn't hurt. I got distracted by the dog knocking over its water bowl, and the mouse had managed to squeeze out of my fingers. It hit the ground and ran behind the refrigerator, reappearing on the other side as a bigger mouse. I said, "That's it," and grabbed a dish towel near me. I started chasing it while smacking it with the towel, wondering why I hadn't used a towel in the first place. I made contact with the mouse the first time, and it flew at the door as I made contact with it. It started crawling up the door, and I thought to myself, "Mice can walk up walls!?" So I ran to the door and gave the mouse a good solid whack, and it fell to the floor. Then my dead cat ran into the kitchen and grabbed it. Seconds later, I looked down at the floor and there are two dead mice that are bleeding with teeth marks in them. I thought, "There was only one mouse, I must be dreaming!" Surely, I did a reality check and I was dreaming. I want to go outside, and the nearest way out is a window. I think "Should I shatter it?" but change my mind and decide to pass through it unharmed. When I made contact with the glass, it seemed to split open fluidly, and seemed to suck me through to the outside world. It was either dawn or dusk, and the sky was a dark purple color. I do some stabilization techniques, while thinking, "What will they do, I already have as much detail as real life?" I rub my hands and nothing happens, I'm already fully conscious and stabilizing seems pointless. I remember some people said to shout things. I couldn't remember what to shout and it came out as, "Clarity! Dream Clarity!" it doesn't seem to make anything change. I want some light, so I try to move the sun up. I close my eyes and imagine it coming up over the horizon. I point a little below the earth, and exhale while moving my finger slowly up. The sun moved along with my finger and lit up the world. Then I wake up, and I look to my window and see outside. I know this isn't a dream, since I have such accurate results on the weather. I sigh, and do a reality check just because. "Oh my goodness, I'm dreaming!" I shout as the reality check fails. Then the dream shifted around me and I'm in an office building. There are three people here: a young blond man, an old woman wearing a pink knitted sweater, and her husband who was constantly griping and needed a shave. I somehow knew that one time the young man got fed up with the old people and blew up the building, and this is a second chance for me to change what happened in the past. From here the dream goes on for quite a while, and many things happen that I do not remember clearly. I get a little wrapped up in the storyline, and I lose lucidity. Suddenly, at some point along this, I remember "Oh I gotta refocus on things, this is a dream." and I start thinking of what to do. "Task of the Month!" I remind myself. I get excited, and feel quite proud of myself that I remembered it. I sit down at one of the office desks, and turn on the computer. The screen is blank, so I keep typing random things. The desktop appeared, and I clicked Mozilla Firefox. I go to the top and type in "Drea" trying to get to dreamviews, and it shows up in the history and I click on it. I see the forums page of dreamviews, and click on chat. I automatically enter the chatroom, and I say, "Hello?" No response for quite a while. I figure that it's not working, so I reach into my pocket and pull out my cellphone. I unlock it, and go to text messages. A blank conversation is already open with someone I cannot remember, but it didn't matter. I typed, "Is there something you want me to know?" and pressed send. I didn't get a reply for a while, then they suddenly replied, "Yes, you can do it all." I smile, and then the dream starts to reattach itself to the storyline. A man pulls up with a truck full of gas, and I know it's going to explode. The man gets out and throws himself against the window, committing suicide. Then the truck somehow catches on fire, but no one notices. The old woman calls her husband, and she just keeps saying to the phone, "I love you, Fred. I love you, Fred." And he shouts back into the phone, "Oh, shut up, Donna!" I think this is horrible, since they're about to die and they hate each other. I walk away down a hallway, and the dream loses focus and I wake up.
A little late in the month, but I'm proud of myself for achieving it on my fifth lucid!
