Lucid Time!

Still nothing but sludge. Very non vivid, having trouble with coherent scenes or plots.

I was taking a vacation in puerto rico. I think I had a terminal illness and was trying to enjoy a vacation before I died. I was on the wet side of the island in a valley between some of the more mountainous regions.

I was at some point making a model of a dress. Apparently I had decided I wanted to get into sewing and fashion design. The dress was to be made of a brown fabric with green arrows going in a circle as the pattern to symbolize that it was made out of recycled materials. It looked absolutely terrible. My model of the dress was made of a rolled-up poster board. I was doing this inside some kind of flower garden.

At some point I was reheating a leftover slice of pizza in a clay oven with a wood fire. Some woman came over to see what I was doing and when she saw the pizza she seemed grossed out and left.

At some point I was riding on the back of a brown and white horse. But it turned into a really tall bicycle that I couldn't figure out how to get down off of.