My Dead Grandma Helps Me Lucid Dream

And yours can, too

Photo by Илья Мельниченко on Unsplash

I am sitting in my parents’ living room, holding my grandmother’s hand. My mother and sister are there, too. Suddenly a clear knowing hits me. My grandmother died earlier this year. So unless I found a working time machine, this experience can’t be real.

I must be having a dream, I think to myself.