Beautiful Picked Notes

Not been journaling lately, that's bad. So here I go.

I work at a retirement home and I dreamt about that. It was mealtime and I was helping an old lady eat who, IRL, passed away almost half a year ago. Another lady sat at the table, also not alive anymore. My mom was there too, helping the people eat and handing out medications, which is was she also does IRL. At some point I realized, that the people around me should actually not be there anymore. I started doing my favourite reality check, looking at my hands. I counted fingers and came up at six, but I wasn't convinced. I looked around. All seemed normal, it's a very vivid scene, I can't believe I'm dreaming. I look at my hands again, still six fingers each. I walk up to a window to try a different approach, reaching through the glass. First try it didn't work, I just banged the glass. I look at my hands again, come up with way too many fingers this time. I reach for the glass again, this time convincing myself that I can reach through it, this time I can. The glass feels like water as I reach through it.
As I become lucid, I try jumping through the window and succeed. I decide that the retirement home is one bummer of a place to be at for a lucid dream, so I leave. As I walk out the door, I tell my boss to go fuck himself, ugh. I really hate that guy.
Out on the rural street in front of the retirement home, I go about trying some stuff. First off, rubbing my hands. I try for a while, I concentrate on the feeling between my hands, the heat between them. My dream appears to become more stable, more vivid. Colors look beautiful now. The dreamscape changed slightly. I go over to trying to fly. I can jump really high and I manage to hover a bit, but flying in directions is really hard. I try a couple dives into the sky but I fail and end up just jumping really high.
So now I try to change the setting I'm in by closing my eyes and spinning. I open my eyes and find myself in my room now. I exit through the window and try flying again.
The alarm clock goes off, I wake up.