StephL

This was kind of funny and new: The dream didn't go my way, and suddenly I got aware of the fact, that I am already aware that it is a dream. I tried to will a person to come back by concentrating. Only when that didn't work did I really get lucid then. And optics were very nice - hence I more or less just wandered about where I was - a street with pre WW1 houses with little gardens up front and trees.
But before walking away I turned round to see, what the plaque at an entry-way said, because before getting lucid I had read a name there. And the name was still the same upon looking again, but after first reading instantly started to morph in my direct sight - to a string of numbers finally.
Bit sad I didn't get to do something - it ended in a white-out, optics disappearing slowly from the edges.

This was number 60!!