One Must Imagine Sisyphus Happy

Been a while. This was from a few days ago, not sure exactly which day.

The Construct and Summoning
Method DILD (absurdity)
Lucidity C
Vividness C
Control B
I have a vague sense that there was more action before. But my recollection begins with me in total darkness. I sense that I am hovering weightless. This is weird. I become lucid. I've never been lucid like this before, in complete sensory deprivation. I look down toward where my hands would be but it's completely dark. I want it to be light so I can see. By willpower, the void of blackness gradually turns into a void of white, like "the construct" from The Matrix. Now I can see my dreambody.

I feel like I have some control now. I float down slowly until my feet touch solid ground. But everything is still pure white and the ground is indistinguishable from the void. Hmm, now what? What else? Summon SA. This isn't one of my tasks. It seems to be the thing I impulsively do when my lucidity is less that perfect. Anyway, I psyche myself up with some affirmations. Then I use the turn-around-expectation method of summoning. And there she is. She's about a foot too tall and dressed like a belly dancer. She looks like an Amazonian but in a comical and silly way. I'm not sure what to do. She approaches me and we talk, but I forget about what. Lucidity fades.