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In this one, I began by looking at a stable scene (I've found this is how many/most of my dreams begin: I find myself "standing still" observing a scene, and I start thinking about it, and then enter it) and my SC invented a funny backstory: that I was looking at the only photograph I had of my former home: it was of a lightbulb sitting on top of a long pole set in the ground, set against the backdrop of a pure blue sky, across the street from my former home (which was 'behind me'). So, I 'turned around', and found I had 'entered' into the scene of my photograph, and saw my former home there across the street. I started walking towards it and realized I *must* be dreaming. No nose pinch, I just *knew* it was a dream, while realizing I had no idea how I got here. And proceeded to just walk around (and picked up a cute DC along the way) and looked at the sights. It was mind-blowing. It included some before-my-eyes transformations: like a wipe-transition in Star Wars, the houses I was looking at suddenly had way more details and decorations. I could see on the left half the old version and on the right the decorated version (lots and lots of fancy lights and doo-dads hung all around the facade of the house) while the transformation took place. Wow.
Vivid. Oh, boy, vivid. I noticed the granules of dirt on the ground in a quick glance down while on the threshold of entering my hold house. Textures everywhere. DC girl's face totally full detail and realistic.