Apparently I didn't even set my alarm this time. Although now I've acertained my magic oversleep number is 2 hours. Does this mean I have to start over?...Just say the word, I need a YES or NO from both Neetu and Ty on this one.
Last night I had the most vivid dream yet. I had no idea dreaming could be so intense. I was at school, but it was in front of this DAM that had just blown over. I swear I could feel the water...very intense.
I set my alarm on that dream for only 20 mins. I don't really know why, but for some reason I felt like I had to try that out to see how I'd feel. It was about the same as the standard 30, although the REM time was cut short by the alarm, which went off right in the middle of the intense dreaming.
I had my first
I had woken up naturally after about 15 minutes of sleep, and as I was drifting back into dreamland, I realized that I was sleeping right as I started to dream. I thought "wow... let's try out this lucid dream stuff" and leapt off some stairs. I hit the pavement and it felt like real pain, although it didn't last. Then I figured that I needed to think about flying, and as soon as I did, I could feel myself being yanked way into the air.
It was a strange experience. I could barely see what was happening in the dream... everything was really fuzzy. But I could feel it as if it was actually happening. I woke up after just a minute or so.
First off, let me cover my ass legally. I’m not a doctor. Don’t take this as medical advice. Consider these ideas to be “Entertainment.” Ultimately, you’re responsible for any actions you take as a result of this blog post. Seek out a qualified professional for any health difficulties you may or may not be struggling with.
With that being said, something I’d struggled with over the last 6-9 months was OCD. It was strange to me because OCD was something I’d never dealt with before, and around the onset of the 2013-2014 school year I developed a mild to moderate case of it.
I’d check my alarm clocks 3-4 times to make sure they were set each night. Inside my car I’d have to chant, “Lights off. Lights off. Lights off. Lights off,” before I could get out.
My eccentric behaviors weren’t running or ruining my life, but they were an almost constant low level anxiety. I’ve tried several different things to combat these strange inclinations over the past few months, and in doing so I’ve found several techniques and ideas that have served me in almost completely eliminating my OCD.