Had another lucid dream couple nights ago. I knew what was happening wasn’t supposed to be happening but I let it happen anyways. Maybe because I wanted it to happen, because I was somehow lying to myself it was ok. I know, over-complicating things again.
On a less, seriously depressing note… for those of you who aren’t morning peeps or have a dog that will demandingly snarl for his morning walk, there is Clocky the mischievous alarm clock. If you get it, tell me how far you can punt the thing.
*click to see it in action
