Dream Log

Lucid Dreaming

So I've lucid dreamed before, but those dreams have all still been dreams (at least the ones I remember) in the sense of them being blurry and wibbly wobbly.

This one, however, was as clear as real life. I was aware of my body and everything around me.

It started with me sitting at a desk with a laptop. I was browsing the internet (don't remember what). Beside me is where people walk to go through this area. A young walks back and forth a few times before sitting with me. He didn't know me, he just didn't want me to sit alone. I was self conscious of my internet use, so I tried to close the tabs, by it didn't work, so I just closed the laptop. I planned to talk to this young man anyway.

The surroundings have changed now. We're outside on a rooftop, the kind you'd find in restaurants, and it's sunset. A person (nonbinary) comes out of an elevator on my right and sits on my other side. They know the young man.

They're saying something about 'only topthree today', me understanding Top-three to be one word. I asked what that meant and they replied with 'the crust is flipping'.

I now know that 1) I'm not on earth, 2) this planet has three crusts, and 3) the bottom one is in enough pieces that it can flip over.

They keep explaining and I realize I might want to write this down. The laptop has disappeared replaced by a notebook. I start looking for a pencil and can only find yellow pencil crayons. Even the others don't have anything else.

It's around this time that I become fully aware that I'm dreaming. I literally went 'huh, I'm dreaming. I wonder if I can wake myself up'. I couldn't, which was a bit scary. I felt no connecting to the waking world, it felt so real.

I woke up when my dad started making noise downstairs.

...I'm having a theory right now, but I was just thinking about the two people I was sat between in the dream. A young man, and a nonbinary who was assigned female at birth. I just thought what if they were both parts of me. My gender is definitely not female, but I'm kinda stuck questioning between male and nonbinary. I remember sitting a bit closer to the young man, perhaps because I'm at least masculine in some way?

Anyway. Can anyone else read or write in their dreams? Apparently you're not suppose to be able to?