Apparently I have this talent for waking up when a dream starts to become scary. I also have a talent for falling back asleep really easily when I wake up in the middle of the night.
You scored as Kaylee Frye. The Mechanic. You are a natural mechanic, and you are far too sweet and cheerful to live out here. How you can see the good in everyone around you boggles the mind occationally. Still you don't seem to be any crazier than that, and it is a nice kinda crazy.
In philosophy class, we're talking about Descartes and "I think therefore I am" and how he argues that we can't know we're not dreaming right now, and all that, and it's prompted me to make some observations about myself and my dream self.
I don't have lucid dreams. I'm don't have free will in my dreams. I'm not capable of making choices or decisions. I just do actions, and feel happy sad or scared. I dont have thoughts, I just have feelings. I want to say that if, in a dream, it occured to me "is this a dream?" I would realize it was. But I dont know because it's never happened. I wish it would.
