Date: 4/22/2016
By Mikhaella
I am temporarily lucid, standing in a medium sized room with a sheared ceiling. The walls are white and smooth. The one behind me is orange, which is a color I don't like that much. There is a mirror on either side of me. When I look into it, I can see my reflection, although at one point, my reflection appeared to be extremely blurry. I'm outstretching my arms as I spin around very slowly. I want to take in the details of this room without taking myself out of lucidity. On the wall before me are frames rimmed with a gold color. Within them are old looking pieces of paper with brown liquid stains, yellow with age. In the left corner is a floor lamp. I think there are some cardboard boxes here, piled on top of one another in a corner. I'm so focused on maintaining my vivid state that I do not try to see if I'm alone. My brother is supposed to be in this dream, but he may have vanished at this point. I probably take a 360 degree view 3 times before dropping out of lucidness.