Ok guys, i realised after resuming my dream journal after a long dry spell where i didnt even want to maintain my lucid skills.. That when i get something good, the sun always makes it hard to enjoy, for example once upon a time i dreamed that i had gotten this spaceship for birthday, then i flew around it with some stupid whiny bitch on the backseat and the sun straight into my eyes.. I crashed like 5 times into planets.. At last i was so fucking annoyed that i just woke from pure frustration AAAAARRGH! |
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