lucid

I was in a hotel lobby of sorts. The walls were shiny, black face brick. Like onyx. There were also chandeliers (gold) hanging from the ceiling. There was also a reception with a few faceless individuals standing around it going about their business. (I didn't actually take the time to pay attention to these people) I looked on the floor near my foot and there was a board. It was shaped like a ripstick except without the wheels. I stood on top of it and it began to move slightly. I wanted to move forward but had no idea how. It was then that I realised that I was dreaming.
I 'willed' the board to move forward by imagining what that would feel like. The shift in gravity, the adjustments to my balance and the subtle breeze that accompanies a fast acceleration. I sped about around the corridors of the lobby until I hopped off and changed my surroundings. I made the walls join with the floors to form a ramp so that I could carve along the walls and down again. The last thing I remember doing was forming a deep tunnel, like pit and free falling with the board into it.

The first involved me getting out of bed to go make myself breakfast. I made myself three slices of toast and made my way back to bed. I then awoke for real and noticed that it was still dark outside so that must have been a dream so I relaxed and tried to stay as aware as possible in case this happened again.

In the next one I woke up and went to the optometrist with mi madre. I was trying on glasses when I realised that my sight was fine as I'd recently passed my eye exam. I raised my hands and looked at them to try to stabilise before I tried to do anything else but then I moved my hand in bed in reality. I did more checks just in case it was another false awakening but this one was real.

Last night I dreamt that I was in an apartment that belonged to me. I had a couple of friends over and we were all playing video games in my room on a flatscreen. Everyone was huddled around my bed which took up a lot of space. The walls and carpets were brown and light brown but there was no art anywhere in the apartment. I was quite large though. After hanging around in my room for a while a friend of mine's (who wasn't present)
ex girlfriend showed up and sat next to me after we had migrated to the living room. She was very handsy and so I joined in by 'dancing my fingers on her thigh'. This was when I remembered that it might be pretty uncool of me if I flirted with my homies ex... What was she doing here anyway? And where did everybody go? I Must be dreaming! I looked her in the eyes for a few seconds, gave her a kiss on the cheek then went back to my "room". I laughed to myself because now there was art on the wall. A simple painting of a countryside and the sky. I levitated above my bed for a little while but then I dropped slowly into it and woke up.