Chaos Theory

Dream 1: I had almost become lucid because I dreamed that I had broken one of my teeth. I went to the dentist and I kept saying "This can't be real. I must be dreaming." I did a reality check, but it didn't work. I couldn't breathe through my nose. I was also fighting some war, too. Beyond frustrating.

Dream 2: AGAIN, I almost became lucid, but the reality check failed. I dreamed that everynight I would go out and fly to try and go to some camp to help out with something (I think it was fighting a creature or something.) I ran out of my house and then onto the street. At first, I thought I wasn't going to fly. I started running and then I began to fly. It was a great feeling. I had trouble controlling it, though. I kept drifting and I couldn't really do much else besides float there. Some other people were flying as well, lol. I remember thinking of my fear of heights, but I didn't care.