Kong
Lurker

I have always been able to control my dreams in some manner. Sometimes it seems as if the dreams are herding me to a place or event but I break the bonds they set.

One recent dream I was driving down the highway. I did not know where I was going but it did not matter, t was the drive that was important. Two trucks pulled in front of me, one from the right the other from the left, each blocking half my path. The trucks came to a sudden stop, a crash was inevitable. My car teleported, with me in it, to a safe lane leaving the trucks in their sudden braking to tumble and crash into each other in balls of flame while I continued my journey. The road then ended in the ocean where I stopped and woke. I was the one who teleported the vehicle. It was I who decided to end the trip at the sea.

The one thing I was unable to control was the end. I had wished to go for a swim in the waves and continue my dream. I seek now for that control. I control what happens in a dream but I need more control on when it ends.