I love to lucid dream. When I was a teenager, I spent a long time researching and practicing to get full control over my dreams, and also have lots of them each night. At first I did to have a place, even if it was only inside my mind, where I could be a woman. That was my main focus in dreams until I started transition, when I explored more options, like flying, creating full new worlds, or making an orchestra play a song I was thinking about in real time.

About the time I started transition, I had a weird dream where a girl knocked on the door of my room. She only said “hi” and shook my hand with a big smile, and then the dream ended. It felt odd though, that this girl, even if she looked like no one I had seen before, seemed familiar. I was curious, so I decided to look for her in later dreams, where I learned about her name, Tresenella (a name so great I didn’t change it for the comic version of herself). She’s been my dream friend since then, we’ve had lots of interesting conversations and we’ve shared fantastic adventures together. Now she is a big part of my life, not only because she’s a great oneiric companion, but also because she’s a window to my unconscious mind, a way to talk to my inner self. And also because she’s crazy and sarcastic and funny as hell.