J.D.

09.11.2010

Trip To the Beach (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This was a kind of "dream-within-a-dream". I went to sleep in a dream and ended up WILDing into a lucid dream. Technically a DILD though.

I was wandering down the street of a seaside town. The buildings were old, made of stone, and whitewashed. I was pleased that the WILD had worked so easily (suspiciously easily), but reminded myself that I only had about half an hour before I'd have to get up for work. In actual fact it was a Saturday, I could've slept on... retard. I was drawn into a conversation with one of my roommates who I ran into outside a cafe. He told me that there was, I quote,
"A special kind of broadband connection in the shower block over there. It lets you send yourself across the internet." I confirmed with him, and he did indeed mean my actual physical body. Having nothing better to do, I reckoned I had been handed a great opportunity to try something interesting with my lucid dream, and followed him to the building at the end of the street. The shower block itself was delapidated, but still functional. It was right at the entrance to the beach, and it looked like it was there so people could wash the sand off themselves. I pulled back one of the curtains to see if I could find this miraculous wire. The shower was on full blast, and I could barely see through the steam. There was a thin brown wire hanging from the wall, quite innocent-looking. I stuck it in my neck, as I assumed this was the way to teleport oneself through the internet. Faulty dream-logic, I should've got myself a scanner of some kind!

I was getting nowhere so I turned to leave. In the doorway, carrying a red laptop, was my ex. She asked me to help her do something on her laptop (I think involving some sort of user-interface) and I obliged. I almost got caught up in the intricacies of the laptop and lost lucidity, but before that happened, I closed it.
"Want to walk down to the beach?" She asked.
"Sure, why not," I said, with no other pressing engagements, apart from the nagging feeling that my alarm was going to wake me up any minute. We exited the shower block and took a left straight onto the sand. There was a huge, wide open expanse of flat sand between us and the sea, so we started running. I found I could go very fast. After one burst of speed I jumped, and went soaring through the air. She did the same. We continued this, getting closer to the sea all the time. But then, disaster!

My alarm woke me up for work, and I got up (in my old house) and got into the shower. I was in the middle of washing my hair when I realised,
"Wait, what?"

And woke up.