Lucid Dreaming

 It's been quite some time since I've dreamt. Sleepless nights, stressful days, and the business of life most likely being at fault. Insomnia is nothing new to me, and something I don't think will ever truly go away, but I am thankful for the nights it gives me a break. Perhaps it only does because I become so tired that it's impossible to stay awake. My days are constant with things to do, rise at 6am and drop into bed at nearly 12am. This sleep schedule probably doesn't help. 

Last night sleep did at last embrace me in its warm coziness of comfort. I closed my eyes and drifted into oblivion, only to open them again in the netherspace that dreams take place. I found myself acutely aware of that I was dreaming, which is something I hadn't felt in a long time. Upon this realization I almost immediately shifted into my dragonself and took flight. Flying is the one thing I always tend to do when I am lucid dreaming, it never gets old. The only downfall is when my being awakens back in bed, back in my human vessel, and I no longer can propel myself into the air. It creates the cruelest side effect, no matter how great the reward is to be able to feel this in a dream, it hurts when reality hits. 

 

-Azaphaer