This weekend turned out to be one of my better attempts at going lucid. I actually did it for a little while, and after a long, long, loooooong dry spell, it was most welcome.
I can't remember what first cued me into the fact that I was dreaming other than that things didn't look quite real. Then I tried a reality check. My finger went right through my palm. I had fun with that for awhile. Like I said it's been awhile...
Then I felt like I was coming to. The whole time I seemed to have a sense of just barely being under. So I tried spinning. It worked great! I did it two or three times until I felt stable. Then I looked around for someone to talk to or something interesting to do. But everything was just gray, and there was a woman there who didn't act like she wanted to talk to me. I got a little bored and lost my lucidity then.
So... any suggestions for what to do when you find yourself practically alone in dreamland? Maybe I should have tried flying?