I got up, passed urine, drank some water, and couldn’t sleep for quite a while.
Lying on my right side, I dreamt that I was in a double-story house, staying with my family—Adrian and my wife.
I wanted to sleep, so I walked upstairs. Adrian took some cushions and other things, like my water and a few belongings, and placed them beside the bed, next to me.
I got up, looked at those things, and felt the need to pass urine. It was dark in the bedroom, and I was lying on the bed by the wall. Adrian and my wife were on the other beds, fast asleep.
I got up and went to the toilet to pass urine, turning on the bathroom light. Just as I was about to urinate, I suddenly realized this could be a dream—and then I became lucid.
I clapped my hands and floated out of the bedroom, into a market area outdoors. It was nighttime. There were Malay sellers all around, though I couldn’t see them clearly. I touched many things around me.
There was a car nearby, and a Malay man, I think, was taking things from it. I asked him—in Malay—where this place was, and he told me.
I walked around, touched some large rubbish bins that were green in color, and many other objects.
I stayed there for quite a long time. I couldn’t see anyone, though I could feel their presence. Then, on my left, I saw a gap of white light leading to the outdoors of another place. I walked toward it, and the moment I stepped through, I saw some signs—texts that I could read clearly.
It was bright—daytime now. I walked through and entered another market area, perhaps a shopping district. There were Chinese businessmen selling things in their shops. This time, I could see them clearly, and I could talk to them.
I felt so relieved that I could finally see humans again. The surroundings were very clear. I talked to them while touching the things around me, exploring the area for quite some time. Eventually, I ran out of things to do, and the dream faded.
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