In Medias Res

I become lucid using an RC for the first time in ages. I look at the second word of an unremembered phrase, then look again - sure enough, it has changed from a word beginning with "O" to a word beginning with "Liru".

Following kraid's advice, I begin exploring the dream instead of doing anything extravagant. The place seems to be an exponentially larger, more modern version of my house. (My dreams almost never happen in the house, large or otherwise.) It's also completely deserted. I walk through the empty halls, engaging my sense of touch. I also open a wooden door and lick the edge.

Eventually I wind up in the vast living room. There is a man sleeping on the reclining sofa. Hoping that it is Shadewink, I approach, and see that it is my brother. I cannot change him into Shadewink either. I don't dare disturb him for fear that he'd wake up - it does not occur to me that he is a DC I could ask questions to.

I am also looking for Dorothy's teleporting slippers (one of my dream goals). I can't find any footwear except two plastic pinkish bathroom slippers. Now I put them on and click the 'heels', and they don't work. I try to repaint my surroundings instead - that doesn't work either.

The dream skips (or perhaps it's a chronology problem). I'm lying in my bed again, looking up at the ceiling. The ceiling becomes much more brightly colored, and I realize that I'm staring at the real life ceiling. I instantly go back to sleep and do a successful DEILD that didn't last long / I don't remember.

In a later dream I have a false awakening. The hand RC doesn't work anymore, but somehow, the dialogue of two characters makes me realize I'm still dreaming. I then find that I can't turn my head. (Extreme mobility problems are common in my LDs.) It's stuck in a 90 degree position as I lie on my bed. At first I'm also unable to get up, but eventually I succeed. However, my head is still skewed. I try to walk around but it's a major inconvenience. I don't get very far before I wake up again.

I have a non-lucid in which my brother reveals to my mom he has been reading my offline dream journal. I protest that "it's personal!" (what an understatement!) but he says that it's been lying out there in the open. I remember being extremely upset.

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I did stay lucid for a decent 3-5 minutes or more, so that's an improvement from my more recent shitty ones. This is also the first dream in many recent ones in which I successfully used an RC. I should stick with text RCs and maybe try to get my hand RC back. I should also probably expect my next LDs to be immobility-free, stable, engaging and exciting, so that they'll turn out that way.

MUST PRACTICE DREAM CONTROL.