short lucid in the morning
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, 12-23-2013 at 11:43 AM (583 Views)
I'm in granma's kitchen. I realize it's dream. Go out and start flying. Just flying over trees and among a clothesline. I enjoy it. When I land, I do my stabilization technique with concrete, I lick it also. The dream is pure. Somebody tells me that there is a dragon above our house. I fly there but can't see none. I land on garden. I see my mum. I talk to her. I jump on the street and I try to find someone. I wake up.