Date: 3/23/2020
By fieldy
I am in a restaurant with dad and Lorraine and everyone is waiting on Jim arriving. It’s his birthday. Eventually he walks in with a cigar and barely notices the full room full of people cheering. I look at a small painting on the wall of this house we are in which is run down and badly decorated. The small painting is really a tile with picture of a landscape, the sea is the only thing painting, small blue waves is all. I am in a school and floating, I became lucid at some point and rub my hands together. I do not perform a reality check however and therefore I am not fully lucid; although I set intentions successfully such as remaining invisible to the room of students. I hover over their shoulders watching them work. Then I see Rob and he sees me. I ask him about his work and he asks me what I’ve been up to. This conversation brings me out of lucidity and, what I think, is out of the dream. I am in a room with Rob’s friends now and telling how I was brought out of dreaming since I was talking with Rob—not realising that I am still dreaming. There is an oven open and something goes wrong when Jack is putting something inside. We all run out of the room and downstairs to escape in a panic. Adam lights a cigarette to calm down as soon as he can. Adam does not smoke.