Readapted in an animated version here:
For some while i was obsessed with lucid dreaming and practiced it. For some months i managed to tap in and control them for split seconds. But was never able to fly, eventually always fell down when i tried. Dreams are a massive source of inspiration. Why is yawning contagious anyway? Is our brain telling us we have something in common "on the other side"? Or is just a automatic purely physical response?
The grandmother that appeared in this dream is already deceased and was very dear to me; she gave me a nice huge hug when we meet tonight. Was already worth while. It was due to vimeo weekend project that i got such intense dream tonight because i fell asleep crossing my fingers wondering what was gonna happen...
There's more tomorrow, hopefully =)
P.S. I had fallen asleep at 7a.m.