J.D.

07.12.2009

Last Day of School (DEILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I came out of the previous dream after quite a short time. I wanted another go, so I thought about tactile sensations I had used in the past as a springboard. I went for a new one, which was typing on my laptop. I think it worked so well because it takes quite a lot of conentration- but you're concentrating on something imaginary, so a dream is created around it. I was typing as if I was talking on MSN, but no-one was replying. I kept looking up at the screen to see what I typed, but the stuff on-screen wasn't even close to what I meant to type! It was readable English, but complete gibberish; random words strung together.

One time when I looked up at the screen, the user-interface of MSN was overlaid on top of a scene in my old school. "Sweet, I must be in," I thought. I forgot about MSN and started walking up a corridor. It was nearly night time- or it could have been just the end of a school day in deep winter. Either way, it was getting dark outside. I went into the assembly hall, where the headmistress was giving a speech to all my year. I suddenly realised that this was the last day of school. I looked around, and everybody was really sad. Some people were crying. I lost lucidity for a bit, and went around trying to cheer people up. I got a few photos taken with friends and teachers.