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NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID
One of the times when I closed my eyes without thinking, opened them to find myself in a swirling blackness. A song started to play. It was "Battlefield" by Jordin Sparks, a catchy song, I'm quite ashamed to like it. The next place I ended up was a restaurant/bar/supermarket. There were small circular tables in booths at one side of the room, and a grocery section at the other. My memory of this part is hazy, I think I started talking to a bouncer. Soon the swirling black descended again, and the music returned. It was blasting the chorus now, absolutely roaring - like when you have headphones turned all the way to the max. My thoughts turned to where I was going next. I remembered the task of the month, which was to have a glass of champagne, so I concentrated on going back to that bar/supermarket. I was there almost right away, and I wasted no time in dashing into the drink section, uncorking a bottle of champagne with my teeth and pouring a glass. I reached into the back of a shelf and pulled out a plastic champagne glass. I drank it in two gulps, noting that it had no real taste, then tried to drain the bottle. Unfortunately, as I closed my eyes I had a (possibly false) awakening.