Taken verbatim from my bed-side notebook:

Total Lucidity

road with walk path flew forward as if on 4 wheeler but not really. Went to warehouse, realized I could move willingly, I exaggeratedly looked in all directions, hopped around. It became slow motion at times. I jumped down from a platform and went outside, realized I could move my body almost parellel to the gound and still walk. Everything is so real, where am I? I walk in slo-mo, and it feels good. I take advantage. There is a fence so I smack the fence with both hands and feel the vibration, I watch it shake back and forth. I know I’m dreaming now and I know I can do anything. I walk to leave the parking lot, still in slo-mo, I miss the gate but I stop myself by grabbing the post. As soon as I leave I look up at the moon then down to my running feet and start to fly. I watch the ground under me give way, I spread my arms wide, I look back at the moon then down again, and now 15-20 feet high flying forward. I know in my dreams I usually fall when I realize I’m flying. This is different. I continue flying. Everything looks so real, feels so real. It is real, I’m really somewhere else. I wake up and forget nothing. Flying is so euphoric.

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