Okay, here is a short piece from my last dream...

I remember I looked at my hands a lot. They were like midget fingers, but different. There were six fingers separated in twos. Two on the left side, two in the middle, and two on the right. I remember thinking, “This is a dream,” but strangely I did not become lucid. I must’ve looked at my hands twenty times in this dream. I didn’t become lucid at all.
Through the whole dream I remember saying it was a dream. I looked and my hands a lot and knew they looked different because it was a dream, but at no time was I lucid. I never became "aware" that I was dreaming even when I said to myself that this is a dream.

Anyone know what's with that?