Against my better judgement I ended up napping a good one hour. Is it a nap if it's one hour or proper sleep?
God knows I don't nap/sleep during afternoons. It's just not in my constitution but today felt different. In between pages of moving pictures I found myself asleep and in between those fleeting zzz's I had the weirdest lucid dream.
I was riding a bike and it wasn't a cycle it was a motorcycle.
Yeah I mean me? On a motorbike? But yeah and I was riding it as nonchalantly as I'd ride my mountain bike through cities, and because it was a lucid dream I was riding through wind like ghost rider.
I ran my bike up a mountain on almost vertical roads and it ran faster than light and boy was it gliding on sharp turns, almost floating full speed ahead on the slightest road curves. I passed through a thunderstorm that blew dried leaves on my face, and every time I wanted to break to stop my bike, it'd just slow down ever so subtly and avoid whatever it is that I was trying to avoid.
It almost felt like I was manning a steel bodied tuft of clouds and then a sharp ring emanated from somewhere below me. It started as a jingle and turned into an ear splitting ring that wouldn't stop. My phone was ringing..a recorded voice that spoke in my ears of the special offers I could avail.
I tried sleeping/napping to go back to flying but my throat was parched. I leafed through my phone ferociously..looking for something only I know.
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