It ended up being a non-lucid dream. I tried counting myself into my dreams for what must've been 40 minutes. I allowed myself to move every time I counted up to "100, I'm dreaming" so that there was less pressure on me and I could fall asleep more readily. The entire time, though, the hubby kept waking me up by moving around, chasing me across the bed and snoring in my ear. I about elbowed him in the ribs... but I didn't.
Anyway, I eventually did fall asleep counting - successful WILD, right? Nope. When I finally did start dreaming, I counted all the way up to "100, I'm dreaming", continued counting where I was from 1 and gave up around "50, I'm dreaming". The experience was so real that I genuinely believed that I was still awake. I don't know why I never thought to do a reality check. So close!
I shifted into another dream and when I did, I not only realized that I was dreaming now but -actually did- wake up because I was so furious at myself for not realizing it sooner. The loudly snoring/breathing, kicking husband certainly didn't help. : P
So after the hubby goes to work (and I can actually get some effing sleep) I'm going to try again.
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