# Reverie **April 25th, 2023** ![](../../Attachments/reverie.png) Whenever I lucid dream, the dream usually starts off with me in my bedroom. This is pretty common, and I read somewhere it’s a way for your brain to deceive you into thinking you’re not actually dreaming. While observing the details in the dream version of my room, there’s always something that feels <em>slightly off</em>, which is typically an indicator that I’m dreaming. Whether it’s the comforters I use to sleep at night being a different shade of color than they usually are, or my clothes aren’t hanging behind my bedroom door in a certain way…or the fan not being on. Regardless of the temperature outside, the fan in my room is almost always on. It doesn’t matter if it’s winter either. This makes my fan the perfect indicator to check if I’m dreaming or not. Whenever I find myself dreaming, or more specifically, lucid dreaming, the fan in my room is usually off or it spins a certain way. For example, I had a lucid dream a few weeks ago, and I noticed the fan in my room was spinning extremely slowly. It was so unrealistic that it forced me to pay attention to all the other details in my room, just to check if anything else seemed out of place. I examined the walls of my room, and I noticed that they were made out of a certain type of brick, similar in style to the type of bedroom found in a castle. This didn’t resemble what my actual room looked like at all. I decided to perform some reality checks to confirm if I was actually dreaming. There’s two doors in my room, one leading to the closest, and the other leading to the main entrance of the upper portion of my house. Whenever I lucid dream, I usually fully immerse myself by opening my closet, imagining there’s a steep wintry cliff, and throwing myself off of it. You’re probably wondering why I do this, but to tell you the truth, this is just the standard routine I’ve created for myself whenever I lucid dream. Falling in a dream happens extremely slowly (most times), so I never wake up out of shock. With that in mind, let’s revisit the landscape of my room. For some strange reason, whenever I lucid dream, I <em>never</em> open the door leading to the upper portion of my house. I’ve had about 70 lucid dreams, and in each of them, I make sure to never open that door. Whenever I think about opening it, my heart starts beating more rapidly, and I notice myself losing control of the dream, which usually causes me to wake up. I can confidently say I have little to no fears. I’m not afraid of whatever is behind that door, but it feels like my body starts to slightly panic whenever I think about opening it. Anyone who has experienced lucid dreaming knows that you can control every aspect of your dream. So, to those who have had lucid dreams before, you might be thinking, “Why not make something funny appear behind that door?” I’ve tried. Multiple times. The reoccurring pattern I’ve noticed is that whenever I imagine something funny/cool behind the door and attempt to twist it open, my mind automatically reverts to the notion that whatever is lurking behind that door is sinister. At this point, I’d like to think my brain is playing a weird trick on me. It’s strange, isn’t it? A door that I’ve walked through countless times, but somehow, in my dreams, I never dare to open it. ### Excerpt from unreality: > "0300". The familiar feeling of hypnagogia…I know it all too well. I start to feel my body. viciously vibrate while my eyes are tightly shut. I relax, take a deep breath, and wait until the episode is over. I’ve gone through this multiple times, but each time always seems to feel like its own unique experience. I decide to wait a few more seconds just to make sure that I didn’t accidentally wake myself up. I slowly open my eyes and realize: I'm in the same 'ol room.