So, I was taking a nap this morning after class, and I was focusing on becoming lucid. I remember I was dreaming that I was setting my alarm clock to wake myself up for my next class, then I "wake up" from that dream into another one of myself on my bed. After this false awakening, I was trigged into lucidity because it was night in the dream, but should have been day.
From what I could see, it looked like my room, the only strange thing was that the blanket on me had a glow-in-the dark pattern on it. I was struggling to move but it was very difficult in this one, I could only look around and flail around my arms. As I looked closer, I could see the glowing patterns were math formulas printed on the sheets, they were really blurry but I wanted to remember them, they could have been the unifying theory of everything after all. The effort proved futile because I could feel myself beginning to wake up and my eyes felt so tired and were very hard to keep open. I was trying to spin, but I could only dream-imagine myself spinning.
When I woke up, the dream didn't just fade to black or I suddenly wake up or anything, what happened was it just faded to the real world. The glow-in-the dark pattern became the sunlight coming though the mesh of the blanket on my face. Because the transition was so seamless, I thought that I must still be dreaming. Now that I think about it, for me to interpret the sunlight as a glow in the dark blanket, my eyes must have been open in my sleep, which would explain why my dream eyes were fighting to close. Makes me wonder how often I open my eyes when I sleep and if all that thrashing and yelling I was doing to stay lucid, I was actually doing.