Every so often I have lucid dreams, where I recognize I’m in a dream. It’s an interesting position to be in. If I had good control over it I could use it for all kinds of fun purposes. Instead of reigning in control my dream usually ends, I wake up or everything in the dream just kind of falls apart. People turning into zombies or something of that sort.
Last night I recognized I was dreaming, and even remembered how some things in my dreams referenced other dreams I had a long time ago. I was in a book store I remembered from when I was a kid, in a previous dream I had a job there. I remembered that dream within the dream last night, where I was at the same bookstore, and started talking to the people working there telling them how I had a short stint working there. Rather than wake up or have it get screwy I just let things go. Recognizing that nothing really mattered I started not really caring about anything, kind of like when I’m drunk, only with less slurring, shouting and stumbling.
Murphy, did you ever find that sound?
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