In all of my life, I only had about 2 lucid dreams. I wrote them into my small dream journal that is currently shoved into one of my desk drawers. I felt like sharing one. My first one. It might not make much sense at first, but the second time you- never mind you might not understand my crazy dream mind.
It all starts out with me waking up in my dream. I appear to be on some gravel, or asphalt. I slowly sit up, unaware of the huge metal safe behind me. I somehow banged my head in the process of sitting up. I look around my self, to see that I was in the middle of two seasons spilt apart. Though they weren't exactly seasons.
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