I decided to invest some energy into lucid dreaming. I’m currently journaling everything I remember, with  clear results. My dreams are starting to be as intense as memories, because I experience the same story twice.

The first time is the dream itself. The world I see is lively, detailed, and it incorporates many thoughts and memories from my everyday life. I dreamed, for example, of a woman who in the real world had breast cancer. In my dream, she had filled her brassiere with padding. My dream world also incorporates novel ideas. Last night, I dreamed of this fixed-gear bike, which I saw online yesterday. The bike in my dream had furniture rollers for wheels.

The second time is when I recall the dream. I write everything down, and random details suddenly pop into my mind. I remember pretty much everything about the girl I was going to have sex with last night, had I not woken up. I’m able to recollect  into so much detail that I need to reassure myself it was only a dream, and that nothing really happened. It’s all in my head, and the ones around me don’t know about it. I’m a bit worried that one day, we may not have this degree of mental privacy – but that time is hopefully far away.

I think it is a pity to lose track of your dreams. They are the world in which you are free.

And sometimes II

I have realized how much I have changed. I am now closer to my own persona than I have ever been before. I feel inner peace, and, as a result, the need for perpetual change. I know I’ll be on this road for a long, long time.