I had a dream recently, where I realized it was a dream, and thus, I remember all of it a lot clearer.That doesn't mean it was awesome though.
I remember looking at a street sign, looking away and looking back to notice the text was different and then I knew it must be a dream. I do things like that periodically during the day so the habits can work their way into my dreams through my sub-concious mind. (such as, looking at things, then looking away, or tyring to see if something changed or looks abstract.)
Given that none of it made sense the only part I think I really need to tell you is that me and my older brother were at a weird theme park and rode all kinds of vomit inducing, hair raising, and physically impossible rides.
T'was still pretty neat though.
