joeseph

didn't have much of an intention last night, still managed to recall 2 dreams or so after waking up

watching a video of my friends smoking weed at greg's house. moorpark. someone rings the doorbell. "shhhh!.... go away!" laughter.
i am in the dream now, morgan is here but also jordan arthur is impersonating him. part of an acting role. i got a text message asking if i was going to steven's birthday, to witness "the bailon moment" LOL. but i wasn't sure if it was from him or not. morgan (the real one) came back at times, with clarity. as always.

another one walking around a school. very brief elements of lucidity. "with lucid dreaming, there's never any traffic on my commute home!" i'm riding my bike through a crowd of people. i park it back down a stairwell; it's long enough to stick out of the top as well as being secured at the bottom. that ain't right.... i tell somebody that's how i know i'm in a dream.

i imagine the people gone, and take off rollerskating down the hill to get back home. i can move almost as fast on these as i can on a bike. hell yeah.

dream ends there.