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Last night I had a brief dream that involved me becoming lucid and attempting to fly.

I'm riding what I think is a bicycle down an unfamiliar road in some kind of suburb. I know I'm lucid for what seems to be no apparent reason. I feel my heart beat quicker upon realization. I think "Here goes nothing" and I stop pedaling and holding on. Awaiting my ability to fly to engage. With ease I begin to fly, only flying straight and avoiding some obstacles. I start to lose the dream so I attempt to fly upwards and spin in order to gain control. I guess I didn't.