After many adventures, spaceships to marching band uniforms jokingly but earnestly worn, a party at night in a beer garden, somebody else's neighborhood. A talking robot I think, or maybe it was just a dog and momentum spinning me away from the anonymous group of fellas falling through the sky and into the water. A canyon tall and deep and bright, filled with water as clear as anything like a television show or a mind's conception of what clean is, I realized, after sinking to the bottom. Yes I was dreaming and intentionally blinded my senses to protect myself. I fell out of lucidness with a quick decision and returned to my normal sleep pattern.