When i was around 8 years old i remember looking forward to going to sleep, because i would wake up in another world, and i was fully sentient there. it was quite astonishing, all i remember now is that the world was magical. I remember flying. I had a family and friends.. They knew i also woke up in this reality. Its only a blurr now, i just remember i had it for many years, sometimes every night, sometimes months inbetween.
When i was 16 i had the final dream, and i remember i woke up sad because i had said bye to everyone there. Later that same day i ran into a metal bar and hit my forehead pretty bad, big fucking lump (no blood)
Havent been there since.
Fun memory tho.
Flying dreams are so fantastic. When I was around 10 years old, I dreamed I was cruising around my neighborhood, just above the telephone lines, like swimming a backstroke. So sweet and relaxing. Then my mother and sister on the ground yelled up at me that I could not be doing that. So I crashed to the ground. Don't remember any good flying dreams since.
Yeah, ive had lucid dreams before, you should teach yourself to do it. Its awesome :) but this was not it.. I was riding something, an animal of some kind, its vague. But i member telling my mom about it. And i remember thinking how fucking cool it was..
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