Lucid dreaming. It’s usually a narrator or skeptic in my dreams.
During tonight’s dream I was approaching a piece of glass. I thought “you’re dreaming. You never see your own face in a dream, as many times as you tried”
I looked and was happy to see myself and recognized that as me. It was a me from about 16 yrs ago. I got happy in the dream and looked again and one after another went through different Mes, from different time periods and even some that could have been.
Then it came to now me. That one wouldn’t come together.
Pieces of a face but not one whole.
Suddenly it snapped together and it was my current face.
I was happy in the dream woke up and after getting out of bed finally (arm fell asleep so it had to wake up first), I shuffled over to the bathroom mirror and