I just wanna fly...

My friend told me about what's called "lucid dreaming" where you can control your movements in your dreams. He mentioned the process and said he would log his own, but never followed through. He left me hanging! So with that cliff-hanger, I began thinking about doing it myself. SO here spawns my dreams journal!

The process goes like this: The first thing to do is remember your dreams. When you wake up in the morning, figure out if you dreamt at all. If you have, take a journal and write down everything you can remember about the dream. Write down especially the indicators that let you know it is, in fact, a dream (the sky is purple... being naked in public.. etc). The more you take note, the more you will start to remember in new dreams and will be able to pin-point those indicators. After logging your sleep activity for so long, you'll be able to realize when you're dreaming and can then control what you do in those dreams!

Lately, I've been having some crazy dreams. Well, most dreams that I have are crazy... Not unrealistic, just very odd. A couple days ago I dreamt that I was a single mother of a 5 year-old boy who was SO cute and well mannered! He had blonde hair, which made me think that it wasn't my current boyfriend's kid (Joey has dark brown hair), which also let me know that we weren't together anymore. I lived at my dad's house by myself and took my son to the neighbor's house across the street while wearing only a towel. The neighbors were having a party and my best friend Amanda and her son were there too. Her son was about 8 and kinda big and goofy (btw- she just had him in january). He and my son got along and played together... and it faded away. It seems that most of my dreams are comparable to real situations. They just have something weird about them (only wearing a towel... ).

The night before last in a nutshell: I was in the marching band again... riding the bus on the way to a show, I planted a bomb under one of the seats... the driver was an escaped convict... silly.

This morning's dream was cute, and then quickly catapulted into creepy. I woke up and went out to my car for some reason. My brother (whom I live with) wasn't awake, as it was only 5 in the morning. On my way back into the house, my brother came out of his car and walked in with me. His friends were over making breakfast and they brought kitties and kittens!! There were kitties everywhere! There were even kittens that were like the size of ants (don't ask me how..). So I was overwhelmed by these kitties as I made my way to the stairs, and I noticed about a dozen huge spiders lined up against the wall. I turned to my brother to tell him and the spiders turned into dozens of little pinchy crabs! They went after all the kitties and pinched their little paws and ate the tiny ones! There were so many little kitty cries it broke my heart! Then my alarm went off. It was terrible! I woke up feeling so bad for the tiny little kitties.. and when I walked downstairs, my Heffer kitty was laying on his back, doing his cute little "hey look at me and pet my tummy" thing. That made me laugh, as it always does. And then I forgot all about the pinchy crabs and the tiny kitties.

So much to talk about dreams! I guess I'll talk more about it later!