Success! I am sliding down that pathway at an alarming rate. There is one fear that consumes me from head to toe in every dream. It is that fear of my own awareness of the dream vanishing instantly. A lucid state of dreaming differs from any life experience for specifically this reason. Sure, life can one day end at any given moment, when you least expect it, but waking up from a truly pleasurable dream can be quite a shocking experience in its own right. More importantly, it is an experience you are forced to endure without the expectation of ever achieving it again.
I can’t say the next couple hours involved any dreams in particular and I was quite abruptly woken up by my phone jingling. I have one real person in this world that can always make me laugh. That is Lucy. For everyone else on my contact list, the phone is set to simply vibrate. But when Lucy tries to get me, I made it so that I am startled by the ring no matter what I am doing.
A simple message stared point blank at me on the screen: “I need you…brt”
I had a romantic interest in Lucy, I won’t deny that. Put plainly, she made my blood boil, in a good way. If there were one person I would want to be stranded with on a desert island for all of eternity, it would be her. I mostly kept these feelings to myself, for fear of making our relationship awkward. She liked me for who I was and I feared telling her how I really felt would ruin that. Nevertheless, I was in no condition to be seeing her. I did a few quick push-ups to get the blood moving to my brain, wiped the drool that had dried on the side of my mouth that I was laying and ran to the bathroom.
To be continued…