Had an interesting experience last night in a dream:
Was having a pretty vivid dream of walking throughout this house on a small island. It was one of those carribean or spanish homes; white stucko walls, stone floors and clay tile shingles. Very beautiful and the architecture was unique. I found it so intriguing, in fact, that I had a thought, something to the effect of, "ah wow, that's cool. I gotta stare at it longer or I'll forget it when I wake up."

Sounds like lucidity, no? Well, I really wasn't. I because it wasn't untill moments later, when I decided to climb over a wall, that I noticed my hands out in front of me. It was THEN that I said to myself "I'm dreaming!" The sight of seeing my hands not only tipped me off to dreaming, but also changed the scene a bit. Still in front of the wall, but now the wall seemed much higher. I thought about floating to the top - was difficult at first but was then succesful after reassuring myself that it was a dream. Strange, though, I found it difficult to get to the top. Everytime I reached what I thought was the top, it ended up being a small ledge. I never made it to a "top" - I tried to convince myself that the next ledge would be the roof, but I woke up before I got anyhwere.
Strange thing, the dream seemed less interesting and harder to manage once lucid. It was as if being lucid put too much responsibility in myself to "create" the dreamscape. This makes me see non-lucids as being on auto pilot and lucids are manual drive.
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