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Morning Monotony

I woke up from an all to realistic dream.

The setting was around 5:30 and some woman who I can only assume was my grandfather's mother was talking with my mother in the kitchen and my grandmother was with them. They were just talking about New Mexico and what the best way to simmer the chicken my mother was cooking had to be.

Normally this dream wouldn't phase me but it goes like this. The great grandmother in question is dead so far as I know. I don't think I ever met her. My grandmother who is a pretty good cook was saying about how popcorn was the best seasoning. Dreams are distorted I know. I was on my way to some sort of concert later that night, it was much later than I usually leave for any show.

Now this is what got me, I decided to go to sleep in the dream and subsequently woke up in my bed, only 1.25 hours had elapsed since I fell asleep, the dream was lucid and full-colored. I seriously thought that I was in the real world and in control in the dream. Things were almost exactly as they should be.