I'd better write this down before I forget it...
I have lucid dreams regularily, almost to the tick, about 6 months apart, 2 times a year. One would think that with this regularity, they would somehow connect to eachother, but not so. They are usually just vivid dreams where I have some matter of control of what I do and what happens. Not always true, tho, but I always remember them.
Amanda, are you paying attention? I'm actually sharing a weirdo dream, I might just start to compete ;P
It started with me flying high above a city that looked surprisingly similar to London (I haven't actually seen London from the above in reality, but I know what the Thames river looks like, as it snakes through the city), where I could see, instead of our time eras helicopters and airplanes, dirigibles (or zeppelines, if you prefer).
Apparently, or as this is my thought, this version of earth had continued the use of them, as if the Hindenburg had never crashed, bringing the end to the airship liners across the atlantic. I swooped down to fly alongside the passenger cabin underneath one, although it looked more like an airship out of Final Fantasy.
As I fly alongside, I look down and notice a submarine leaving london (it was apparently a tour boat, as I knew when I saw it). By this time the dream changed to me boarding it, I had a ticket and everything, together with my wife (eh? don't ask, this I didn't bring in on my own, it just was :P).
The sub went under water for a brief instant (me and my wife were still inside the airlock, above the airtight part, but were told to just hold our breath, it wouldn't take long until it would surface again. Yeah. Don't ask :P) and when I surfaced again we were in the archipelago outside my hometown, it was summer and the sub had diminished in size to hold only me and my wife, as it cruised leisurely around in the quiet waters.
Then I woke up.
This is, by far, one of my best dreams yet. It was really entertaining and quite soothing. I'm also surprised, and happy, that I remember as much of it. Mostly my dreams are gone about ten minutes after I wake, unless it's one of the previously mentioned lucid once twice a year, but these only stay for about half a day (it is now 3 hours since I woke up, and I can still recall the dream perfectly, which is a first. Usually my memory would be starting to get sketchy by now).
My word.. two updates within a month? I must be ill..
Amanda, are you paying attention? I'm actually sharing a weirdo dream, I might just start to compete ;P
It started with me flying high above a city that looked surprisingly similar to London (I haven't actually seen London from the above in reality, but I know what the Thames river looks like, as it snakes through the city), where I could see, instead of our time eras helicopters and airplanes, dirigibles (or zeppelines, if you prefer).
Apparently, or as this is my thought, this version of earth had continued the use of them, as if the Hindenburg had never crashed, bringing the end to the airship liners across the atlantic. I swooped down to fly alongside the passenger cabin underneath one, although it looked more like an airship out of Final Fantasy.
As I fly alongside, I look down and notice a submarine leaving london (it was apparently a tour boat, as I knew when I saw it). By this time the dream changed to me boarding it, I had a ticket and everything, together with my wife (eh? don't ask, this I didn't bring in on my own, it just was :P).
The sub went under water for a brief instant (me and my wife were still inside the airlock, above the airtight part, but were told to just hold our breath, it wouldn't take long until it would surface again. Yeah. Don't ask :P) and when I surfaced again we were in the archipelago outside my hometown, it was summer and the sub had diminished in size to hold only me and my wife, as it cruised leisurely around in the quiet waters.
Then I woke up.
This is, by far, one of my best dreams yet. It was really entertaining and quite soothing. I'm also surprised, and happy, that I remember as much of it. Mostly my dreams are gone about ten minutes after I wake, unless it's one of the previously mentioned lucid once twice a year, but these only stay for about half a day (it is now 3 hours since I woke up, and I can still recall the dream perfectly, which is a first. Usually my memory would be starting to get sketchy by now).
My word.. two updates within a month? I must be ill..