16th December 2013
I am in a dream where I am with a group of people working on an assignment we need to do by a certain time. I think you were supposed to work on your own but the people I am with are not playing fairly, and I am an inside man who is going to get them in trouble. We are in the top floor of an attic and I throw my bag down into the beer garden, as it seems everyone else is doing this too. We sit and discuss things for a long time, and eventually I go back to my room to sleep (which is on a cruise ship). This cycle kind of repeats until the assignment is over, at which case I go to try and find my bag to hand mine in. However there are so many bags in the beer garden I can't find it. I eventually find it on top of a wardrobe, but then I notice that I'm in my bedroom, and then I FA.
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FA: playing with a samurai sword and katana in my bedroom. Getting worried I might hurt someone with them so I put it back and go back to sleep
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I am slipping in and out of sleep until I eventually feel that I have woken up. I do an RC and I can only just breathe through my nose, so I decide to check by inspecting the environment. I find LaBerge's book exploring the world of lucid dreaming on my bedroom floor, a book which I only own on my kindle. The letters are moving around in a funny way and I feel light and floaty. I am dreaming. I fly towards the window and straight through it seamlessly, as if there was no glass there. I look around and see that it has snowed in some areas, but it is not snowing now. This will be the perfect time to practice the "Make it snow" and "Control ice with your mind" badges.
I fly over to a patch of slushy ice, and start playing with it with my hands. I then try and will it to start snowing. I have all but given up when I hear a man shouting me. He is standing next to a bush with a load of ice on it. As I am walking over I notice it has started snowing but I just didn't notice, so I was successful in my challenge. I then get to the man, and try and force the ice to fall on him without touching it. I make all sorts of weird hand gestures, and eventually I sort of bring my fist to the ground as if I'm punching the ground and sending a vibration, although the bush was too far away so it was still with the power of my mind. This works and a load of snow and ice fall on the man's head. I giggle and run away to find something else to do.
I find a load of people playing American football. I have played ultimate frisbee before and for some reason I decide this is not too different. I start playing but I'm not very good and my team is starting to get angry at me. At this point I believe I lose lucidity. I then decide I will play the position of winger (whatever that is called in American Football) and I run to receive a pass. The QB passes to me and I try to catch it but I drop it. I feel really bad about it. On the next play there is a fumble and everyone grabs for it. One of our players complains that the other guy has 3 hands on the ball. I am trying to figure out how that can be possible when I wake up.
