Lucid-Wannabe's Dream Journal

Dream 1

I am levitating and fly towards a massive wine glass shaped building. I enter an opened window.

It seems the room I entered is a doctor's office of sorts. I get the I formation that I am in a country that is cut off from the rest of the world, one that operates under a dictatorship and that I am part of a resistance group.

With this new info in mind, I decide that gathering medical supplies would be a good idea.

I look around, opening closets and cupboards and grab a handful of some supplies.

I go back to the window and fly out of the building.