Last night I was determined to complete at least one of the tasks, but I did both!! I've found that for me staying up actually helps me have an LD. So, I was up until about 5am. I woke up at 8:30 and realized I hadn't had an LD, so I stayed up for about ten minutes, then I went back to bed. I decided to try to WILD. I'm not very good at it. I drifted off to sleep, but woke back up 4 or 5 times when I realized I was no longer awake. I had a FA, but freaked out and woke up for real. Finally I stayed calm and rubbed my palms together and looked at the ground until the dream stablized.I remembered that I wanted to do the tasks. But I was having a cool dream about one of the stories I am writing and almost decided not to do them. But I decided to do them quick and then get on with the dream. I imagined my body turning to a sort of liquid and becoming male. In the dream (for some reason) it seemed really important that I have a big penis, so I gave myself one. Then I pictured a turkey, one of those big, greenish-bronze tom turkeys. It took a few tries to get the turkey to become solid enough to talk to, but I kept at it until I had a big, glossy turkey standing in front of me. I was in this big victorian house with a bunch of vampires watching me, so it was pretty funny. I quickly asked the turkey, "What do you think of Thanksgiving?" The turkey didn't speak, but instantly I got these full-sensory images of yummy salmon and juicy beef steak. As soon as the turkey answered me it dissapeared. I wandered around as a guy for a few minutes. It was weird, I could feel my penis moving back and forth every time I took a step. The vampires all ignored me until I suddenly had an asthma attack in my dream. I couldn't breathe at all! I almost lost lucidity, but realized I didn't want to do this non-lucid. The vampires all surrounded me and were trying to help, but I couldn't breathe to tell them what was wrong. I focused on my inhailer until it was solid in my hand. I took a few puffs, and god, it was hard getting the medicine into my lungs. In real life I have really mild asthma, so I think my dreaming mind was trying to imagine what a bad asthma attack would be like. By the time I could breathe again I had turned back into a girl. |
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