I am at my old childhood home in Texas standing in the back yard. I complain to my brother how I didn't do a proper WBTB and now I keep missing chances to be lucid. His reply, "Sometimes it's good for the body and mind to just rest."

I start to agree with him but then I feel a strange expression on my face and I say, "Meh... I just like the adventure and exploration of it all. I mean, look at this puddle of water. I could just jump into it and open a whole new world to explore." I step into the puddle. I just stand there for a moment with clear blue water up to my ankles. "Well I guess you are right. I can't even feel wet."

The dream continues non-lucid.