A Lucid Dream

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Here I am again, walking through my old high school. Everything seems just the way that I remember it. I’m dreaming. I recognize that, though, this time; it’s a lucid dream. A sense of equanimity seems to pervade everything as I examine each feature of the hallway carefully. I wonder if the closer I get to each, the more my dreaming mind might reveal itself. The devil is in the details.