I woke up from an experience hard to describe:

I woke up from an experience hard to describe:

I was dreaming a lucid dream where I knew I was not in a normal world. It was like a very high definition pixelated minecraft world, but beautiful with hyper HDR colors and skies. A little like a world made with Bryce.

But I knew this world was false and I wanted out. I started to get anxious and knew I was dreaming, so I was looking for clues of how to escape. In my twenties I used to experiment and exercise lucid dreaming and I would use a purple fire hydrant as a clue. Couldn't find one. Looked for a yarn or a rope that would lead back to the dimension that I came from. Couldn't find one. Finally I relaxed a little and woke up from that dream world and arrived in Culver City, California!

We just sold our house in Austin, and apparantly we bought a house in Culver City of all places. It was morning and I needed some caffeine, so I locked the house and jumped into my car and went to a coffee shop.

But when I wanyed to return to the house, I couldn't remember the address, and I left my phone inside the house. And I couldn't think of a way to find my way back to the house and phone.

Then I realized I was still dreaming. I started to worry about how many layers of dreams was I under and will I find my way back to Ad Astra.

After the appropriate amount of worry, I was released. But it tool me a while to understand I was back on Ad Astra and it took some effort to remember we were anchored off of PTP, Guadeloupe. It was 3am when this went down. I got up walked around making sure everything was okay and went back to sleep and regular, forgettable dreams.

Just sailing, diving, caffeine, beer and rum behind this.

Originally posted on Facebook on April 29, 2017.