Lucid Time!

My recall has been slack but I feel like I've been LDing left and right.

I recall being in what felt like my grandparents' house. (Man, I am sick of dreaming of this place.) But at the same time it was like some post apocolyptic setting with destroyed concrete and bent rebar everywhere.

There also seemed to be a lot of water. Seeping through the cracks in the fractured concrete pavement. Puddles of water. A mist and/or a light rain occurring. Everything was blue. I recall I was flying above the rubble and debris and I landed in the area that felt like my grandparents house. I found I was unable to take off agian.

I figured it was because I fly using fire jets and maybe the humidity was preventing them from working. I thought about how this was a dream so the logic of water-beats-fire didn't have to apply and I should be able to fly anywhere.

I recall an old lady was there. She wasn't my mom, or my grandmother. She said that she was a photographer and she wanted to take my portrait. She told me to go into the bathroom and get fixed up first. I walked into the bathroom. The mirror was cracked and the entire bathroom was tipped on a 10-15 degree angle.

I looked in the mirror and saw that I was my waking life self. Hmm... odd... Usually the dream makes me look totally different. I figured it was a dream portrait and therefore I should change into my dream self. I made myself vanish and re-appear.

I was hideous. I had these grayish brown blobs hanging down from my forehead and my nose was five times its normal size and oozing snot. My body was ribcage thin, but I had a round circular belly and really skinny legs. I was making some kind of wheezing sound involuntarily.

Oops. I hate it when dreams do that. I get that it some kind of message about how I view myself. It's not one that I like, but it's a message that I need to acknowledge nonetheless.

I then managed to change over to my dream self properly. I almost had it but I was really short and out of proportion. I think my face was very tall as well. My head was two or three feet high without being any wider than a standard human head. I began stretching and squeezing various parts of my body and forming it into a recognizable human form. (Complete with cartoonish stretch and squish sounds).

After some tinkering I got myself to look right. I remember blinking repeatedly and my eye color kept alternating from side to side. Usually the right eye is the blue one, or at least that's the way i remember it. At one point I even got both eyes to be brown. That was weird. I was never able to do that before...

I then began thinking about how ugly my default appearance is sometimes, and how beautiful it is others. I was worried that my DCs see me as some kind of freak. I then remembered how Manei and Marcus make appearance mistakes. Like at least the dozen times Manei has had a mustache...

I lost the dream when the lady came in and asked me to take my picture.