My dreams are becoming more and more vivid. And more... real somehow. I feel it's just another reality and it doesn't seem like a waste sleeping till noon. It's more exciting than a game. Thankfully I haven't had those horrid nightmares for a few months now. They aren't necessarly pleasant, but... interesting. I can remember quite a lot upon waking up and sometimes I can control them a little. I remember this one recent dream that was a lot like action game, but way too difficult and I remember thinking: "This is too hard, I'll never make it. I should give up. Just a bit more." And then the chase was on and just when I was about to be hit by this truck I pressed the button and made my exit. Sometimes I get so caught up I don't want to get up at all. Especially when I get to fly. It's addictive. When I stand on the balcony at night I get a little scared remembering the dream where I took a step down and instead of falling got suspended in air. It's a temptation. I'm afraid one day I just won't wake up.