Hopeless Wanderings

I had a really interesting dream yesterday about climbing up this huge building and then jumping off it and then some terrorist attacking it and it was really long and vivid but of course I'm too lazy to post it. The only reason I'm going to post last night's dream is because part of it was lucid. So here goes..

Balloon
I was inside my house and was holding onto this balloon, which was the size of a normal balloon, nothing fancy. But it started lifting me off the ground. I thought this was really cool so I took it outside so that I could go higher up with it. At this point I realized that I was dreaming but still wanted to see where the balloon took me. I let it pull me up off the ground and I got to the top of my tree in the front yard before it popped and I came back down. It was pretty disappointing. I kept repeating to myself "I'm in a lucid dream" so that I wouldn't forget it. I wasn't really sure what to do after that. I contemplated flying and other things but nothing seemed to interest me. It was like lucid dreaming was boring because I couldn't think of anything to do. Then the dream started fading and I lost control of it. I don't think I woke up.. it just took me right to another dream.