So, as I was mentioning to Wendy, I had a very vivid dream. I believe they're called "lucid" dreams, in some circles. Well, the actual definition of a lucid dream is one where the dreamer is consciously aware that he/she is dreaming, and thus is able to "control" the dream.
I've had dreams like this, where I was aware that I was dreaming, but was never able to control the dream. I guess it takes practice.
Anyway, I won't go into particular detail of the dream, but I was so sure that it was real that when I "woke up," I was really frustrated. It felt so real. I was sure it was real. I think I might have pinched myself "in the dream." But I still woke up. It almost felt like the Matrix (and no, I'm not equating myself to Neo). But I would imagine that's how it might be.
I did have another extremely vivid dream last night/this morning. It involved a dead turtle, since I had a pet turtle at one time. I was trying to catch it, since it was running away from me (I know, a turtle running away? It's a dream, folks). But when I finally caught it, it was so frightened in my hand that it died.
I was so distraught, I kissed him (risking myself for salmonella, I know) and I went to bury him. Actually, it was a whole funeral procession with unrecognizable people. We were marching towards the cemetery.
And then, poof. Wide awake.
I was so sure that it was real. I was even wiping my mouth, since it had a briny, metallic taste. But alas, I think I was drooling.
Oh well, back to the grind...
