Reality TV

Date: 1/2/2019

I was in some sort of reality TV show within a compound. It was a luxury place but for whatever reason I realized soon after arriving that I didn’t want to stay there. Problem was, I wasn’t allowed to leave. Before coming in, I’d had to sign a waiver to give my freedom to these people. At one point, I figured out that I was going to leave. I had an escape plan but as if by magic, one of the hosts found me and confronted me about it. I flatly denied my plans, feeling hopeless now, because I needed to get out. I needed to escape. Then I realized I was in a dream. I could win by throwing myself from a high bridge - because when I end my life in dreams the circumstances change. So death was my freedom. I jumped off the bridge aware I was lucid dreaming and enjoyed the thrill of the descent - feeling more free than I had in a long time.