July 23 1999
I was standing in my room, astral traveling. I knew I was really dreaming, but I was really standing up. I looked at the window and thought about jumping through it because it wouldn’t matter since this was a dream. At that moment I woke up laying on my bed with my head on the side of the bed pointing towards where the door opens, and a pillow under me as usual. I remember opening my eyes and the feeling of WAKING, of separation, of coming back into reality was very…FELT in me. I was sort of confused, but amazed, but at the same time too tired to have any real thoughts about it. Then I remember waking up AGAIN and turning around in my sleep. What really had happened was I dreamt I was astral traveling, dreamt I woke up, and then woke up in real life. I remember waking up FOR REAL this time, and thinking that I felt way too heavy and tired to actually be walking around. I do have a memory of standing up next to my bed and feeling my arms asleep, thinking I am not really awake. I do not know if I slept walk or if I dreamt that. I also remember dreaming up DREAM WORLDS where everything was floating and it was in a spaceless land, no floor, no ceiling. Their were flat/spherical stone like steps floating around, it was like a comic book. I remember waking up, acknowledging the fact that this was a dream world.