TranquilityTrip

I am unsure of where the dream began but I find myself in a grass field of some sort and I am already lucid (though how I achieved lucidity is beyond me). I decide to walk around for awhile, just to soak in the dream, being cautious not to do anything that might wake me up prematurely. I explored for a few minutes until I was confident my dream was stable enough for me to do some more extreme stunts without jeopardizing the dream's integrity. I wanted to fly, as I hadn't done it in awhile and it's a experience that never disappoints. Having decided what I was going to do, I jumped into the air and, using my hands and my feet as thrusters, I rocketed into the air like Iron Man would and began flying around. I could feel the pressure of the thrusters on my hands and feet and sometimes the thrust on my hands was so powerful, I could barely keep my arms straight.

After while, I spotted a group of DC's chatting amongst one another and decide I should show off my abilities. I quickly flew down to my new found audience and, by manipulating the thrusters on my hands and feet, I bobbed and weaved through the crowd. So impressed was my entourage, that I overheard one of them ever state that my abilities were "godlike". Amused over the irony (and truth) of the DC's statement and my ego's appetite satisfied, I stopped showing off and continued exploring the dream world on foot.

I soon stumbled upon a small house/shack just a few yards away from the crowd of people I had amazed. However, before being given the chance to actually investigate further, I realized that the dream was fading. I began rubbing my hands together but to no avail. Quickly I began touching and feeling the wooden fence surrounding the shack, hoping the sensation of touch would stabilize the dream. This plan worked very effectively and now the dream was much clearer and more vivid than ever before. However, I knew it wouldn't last forever and that the dream would soon come to a natural end.

Realizing I didn't have much time left, I decided to conduct an experiment with the dream world. I wanted to test and see if dream memory was superior/inferior to our memory in reality. To do so, I was going to try and remember every detail I could about abandoned shack and it's surrounding environment. After a few minutes of observation, the dream ended.

(I would put down what I remember, but I am too lazy at the moment. Needless to say, I am quite surprised of all the details I seem o have remembered. It's not superhuman by any means, but I don't think I would have remembered so much in reality.)