Tuesday, October 23

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I had like one of the most detailed and intricate dreams ever but still, no lucid :(

It was some sort of game in a haunted house with Simpson characters.

Now I understand what they say about the vividness of the dream world, at the end everything went to shit and I escaped, I flew away. I could see the trees very clearly, the leaves were still wet from a rainy night. I looked to the sky and saw some kind of symbol there, like made of stars... maybe I should draw it. I was kind of disappointed because everything ended, Bart was killed and it was just me left, Lisa, although at the end I clearly remember the situation so it was me for all purposes; so I flew to electrical cables and electrocuted myself to waking life.