Lucid Dream Locura

Since I'm sick, I now have plenty of time to stay in bed all day doing nothing. I've been passing a lot of time alternating between assuring Rosé I'm getting better and napping. Today during my nap, I had a lucid dream, which was really cool:

It started with my brother, my friend Courtney and me at a baseball game. We were in the parking lot and to get into the stadium we had to either take a bus or take a theme park ride (this made perfect sense in the dream - it was one of those large boats that sways back and forth and eventually flips and even though you aren't strapped in you can't fall out) which wasn't attached to anything and did absurd hurricane moves instead of just going back and forth. When I got off, I was instantly drunk and ran into a giant sign.

For some reason, I got tele-ported back to my apartment in Barcelona, where Rosé was making a ton of pastries. She was having me hold some cookie dough and I ended up dropping it on the ground and she threw it away and then started going through all of her cupboards talking about how she has no food and no money to buy food.

Then, I was back at the baseball game, but it was just three big-screens of baseball games and all my favorite teams were playing and winning by at least 40 points. Then, I ran outside and started explaining (in Spanish) the theme park ride we took to this man who was sitting at a bus stop. I was trying to remember all this jargon from high school physics and then translating it when I stopped and looked around at the city (suddenly I was in Los Angeles). I turned to Price (who was suddenly there) and said something like "Isn't it crazy that we made all of this?" And then I thought to myself "How did I get here? I don't remember taking that miserably long plane ride back," and realized it was a dream.

Then I decided I wanted to fly, so I ran and jumped a few times and started flying into this giant zoo. Then my dad, step-mom and Price and I started playing in the zoo. This bear tried to get me to come hang out with him and his bear friends but his nails were really long and he insisted on holding my hand so I ditched him to go hang out with some raccoons. As I played with this baby raccoon, his ears got longer and softer which was weird. Then, my dad came running around the corner of the raccoon section yelling "Go! Go! Go!" I asked him what was going on and told him to stop ruining my dream. He told me Price was getting in trouble and we should all run away. I went out to look for Price and Albert Einstein was going through his wallet and robbing him. So I beat up Albert Einstein. And then I woke up.