New dreams.

At least I think it was a dream. It was all pretty realistic and normal, so it was hard to tell. At some point I realized I was dreaming (or at least figured that I might be). So I started telling people that I was dreaming. They gave me the weirdest looks and told me they didn't believe me. If I were sleeping and the whole thing wasn't real, how could they be here talking and interacting with me. ... If not for the fact that I started doing things that were physically impossible just to prove it to them, I might have started to believe them. I'm still questioning reality though. Every time I have a lucid dream, reality and dream start to blur together...