Lucid Time!

So for the first time in awhile, last night, my dream actually had some amount of continuity. It was still all over the place, but it makes enough sense that I can say for sure what happened.

I was riding in my family's old van. My dad was driving and I was sitting in the back seat. I remember feeling shorter as though I were much younger. My dad said something about going back to high school. I told him that I was excited to go back, but that I hadn't gone to high school for a number of reasons.

I had some insane amount of false memories at a moment where I would have otherwise become lucid. I explained to him how I had first been sick, then school had been on break, then my family had gone on vacation, then we had several snow days in a row, then I transferred to a vacation home for a few months.

He dropped me off at school. I remembered that my first class was gym. It took me some effort to remember my locker number was 318 (that was my actual locker number when I had gym class in sophomore year of high school). I looked in my locker to see if I had left my gym clothes there. Then my old gym teacher showed up but he was wearing glasses and we went and started playing dodgeball.

I remember thinking that I should go to the office and get a print off of my schedule so that I can remember what my other 5 classes were.

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I somehow wound up back in the car with my dad again. There was a big wall cloud blowing in from the west and I asked my dad to check the weather report. He had a small laptop and he set it between the two front seats of the van so that I could see. It looked like we were going to be getting a big storm.

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This gave way to a dream about a heist of a bank vault in this skyscraper in this big city. I was being chased by guards to the rooftop of the building where I jumped off and activated this glider pack and flew away.