Hard to put into words, basically like there was a part of me, specifically something like the part responsible for will and motivation that desperately needed rest.
Call me highly skeptical that there are any neurological benefits to lucid dreaming. In fact, I'm inclined to believe that intentionally inducing lucid dreams, night after night, is going to have a serious net-detrimental effect on health by way of disrupting sleep cycles.
Sleep serves a lot of very finely tuned purposes for the brain and the body, not the least of which is mental "garbage collection."
I swear, reading through these posts is super frustrating. It's like everyone who can't/hasn't lucid dreamt before is actively discouraging others from trying it because they're jealous/scared or something.
