Vim, I wish I knew how to quit you! (/s obviously bc Vim is life)

:q

Would that mean your nightmare is all in ASCII?

Nothing scary than real life.

At least you don’t go through a series of false awakenings when it happens. Those are generally not the most fun, since at best they ruin lucid dreams (it’s sort of a way for your mind to go back to sleep, and typically resets your awareness of being in a dream), and at worst it fucks with your sense of reality big time.

That’s why I don’t nap anymore… I lucid dream sometimes, but usually not with naps. Those are just hyper realistic emotion bombs with full physical sensation.

So one day I was having one of my awful nap dreams, and it was super negative, so I decided to wake up. So I did. And then I realized I was still sleeping, and tried again.. Dozens and dozens of times, every trick I could think of. I could feel my actual body unable to move (thanks sleep paralysis!), and I kept cycling back to dreaming, starting the whole thing over again.

You should try flying instead.

Try spinning around in place in the dream! Sometimes it can help keep me dreaming cause I focus on my dream body and not my asleep body

Dude i kept having fucmin dreams where i kept getting shot and my red health and blue armour would appear in my vision, and go down. Then I'd try to look at my watch to quit to menu, but it would be blown up just sitting there on my wrist blackened and falling apart so I had ti ride it out and die.

It would be me on the ground and then the grenade landing in front if my face and then going BANG that woke me up and got me out of there

Battlecruiser operational

We’re In the pipe, 5 by 5.

Additional supply depots required

On the other hand I enjoyed that game for years without ever touching multiplayer....

It's always weird because everyone talks about how stressful it was, but it never was to me because I could just pause/save and walk away.

Personally i didn't really have performance anxiety, but I would get really pumped every match with my pulse racing and sometimes even my hands shaking afterwards. I always had to take breaks in between ladder games, only after an hour or two it would normalize enough to queue repeatedly.

The cheese didnt bother me much, I always loved macro and did that every game behind good scouting, often leading to some timing attack I built up to like a stim bio timing or tank marine drop.

Yes, there are practices you can adopt in every day life that make you more likely to experience lucid dreaming.

Certain mindfulness exercises to do during the day that essentially give your consciousness muscle memory that you later kicks in when you're dreaming and helps you you pull a bit of control into the dream.

If you have a Circadian rhythm disorder it helps.

As a kid I learned I could "rewind" my nightmares and go back and do things differently the second time. Lots of nightmares where I couldn't run fast enough to save myself I was able to rewind and run faster the second time around.

As a teen I learned that I could just deux ex machina my way out of any dream.

I was having one of my recurring stress dreams about not meeting societal expectations due to lacking resources. I'd had this dream a million times before, I'm desperate to pee and I'm in a labyrinth of broken toilets. Other people are coming and I going and seemingly peeing just fine and not getting lost in the labyrinth at all. but I can't figure out how they're using these broken toilets. Usually in the dream I just wander around anxiously looking to pee until I wake up (and notably, I don't actually need to pee). But this time I was lucid enough to decide, fucking this, the ceiling had been made of glass the whole time, and a dragon burst through to pick me up on the her back and burn the whole Loo-byrinth down.

So now I do that a lot. I was dreaming I was in a house slowly filling with green water and I may or may not have been a snake, but never fear, I summoned a goat from the thin air and gave it wings and we flew away.

I had a dream where the fat bastard from Austin Powers was roomates with Oscar the grouch and I'd been sold to them as a indentured maid and for some reason they were naked and I was deeply uncomfortable with the arrangement, that's when the lucidity kicked in, so I froze time and just walked away from the weird dream, deciding once I turned onto the main road I'd wake up because this was too bizarre to even come up with something better (I haven't even seen Austin Powers)

Not from a ~~GDI~~Protoss

I did! That took me back. LAN party with my huge CRT monitor eating takeout at 2 in the morning that we purchased on the way to the LAN