I know my mind keeps churning out mayhem in technicolor & stereo no matter what I do, but my last dream was the one of the best lucid yet lopsided shit ever. It involved fumbling through spellcasting on a stormy night with a pack of usually superficial turned horribly frightened girls & I forgot what we were up against in the first place. We swore to secrecy the next day but I know people were talking behind our backs (at least they were scared to mess me with me from then on, though, haha), yikes. Oh, what I would give to find out what all my stupid REM sequences could possibly mean for my peace of mind.
