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Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid Lucid #187: The Hybrid I have a false awakening in a strange bedroom that I think is some kind of condominium. Wife is here along with my two young kids E and R. I wonder whether I can go back to sleep and try to have a lucid dream but then realize that I am having one right now. I charge toward the window but feel someone short grab onto my arm. "Who is that?" I ask, looking down to find my 2-year-old son R clutching me. "It is [R], Daddy. I want to go with you. Daddy, let me go with you!" For a moment I consider it, but once I think about my Task of the Year goal (turning into a fish-man and acting out The Little Mermaid), I decide no way. I am way too nervous about bringing one of my kids' DCs into the ocean. R's grip slips off of me as I phase through the window. I feel a little guilty for a moment, but I remind myself that this is not really him. I am wound up in my backyard during what looks like mid-morning. I jump up into the air, imagining that there will be an ocean where my eastern neighbor's yard ought to be. But when I get up there, it still looks like waking life. I have some momentary flight trouble, but I psych myself up with a few phrases until things are going the way I want them to. I fly west for a bit, slowly turning southward and expecting to see water until... I see the ocean just ahead of me! I pop up into the air and then plunge straight downward into the water, happily swimming about beneath the waves. The water's darker than I would like, but I try not to get too nervous or worked about this. I imagine my lower body turning into that of a fish, swim around that way for a bit, then look down to check my handiwork. It is close, but not quite right... each leg is still there but all scaly like a fish's body with a fin on the end. I look away again, swim around a bit more, trying to make it all feel natural. I check again and it is looking better, just about right, but now I am feeling paranoid about my breathing. I feel like I cannot breathe underwater and need to surface. Panicked that something is wrong with my breathing in waking life, I push for the surface and fall into the void. I keep doing repetitive swimming motions, though, trying to hold onto the dream. After a while of this, I wonder if I am making swimming motions in bed. This finally transitions me into... ... a false awakening where I am lying in a large bed next to Wife. The room's not my own, though. I recognize this as the condominium from the beginning of the dream, and realize that I am still dreaming. I roll over to Wife's side of the bed and start getting frisky. She murmurs sleepily but when I tell her that "this is all a dream", she becomes more engaged. We make out for a little bit, but the dream hits the void. After a moment, though, there is a transition into an office environment. Wife's still here with me so we continue making out. Spoiler for Sexytime: I notice one of the office workers, an attractive Hispanic woman in her late 20s, holding a stack of papers and talking to another employee. I tell the woman that she wants to join us and she responds, "Okay, good idea," and begins to undress while still sort of continuing to work. I guess my attention wanders, though, because after a moment she walks off to do some work thing, still partially undressed. After that Wife and I enjoy some sexytime before... ... the dream ends.

 

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