I "wake" on my back in bed and suspect I'm dreaming, do a nose pinch and get lucid. I have no visuals, and it's really hard to get up out of bed. I move slowly not wanting to lose the dream. I somehow know that I am in my CH living room. I finally stand up and make an effort to open my eyes, expecting to see a Christmas tree in its traditional location in the corner. I get really hazy visuals and sort of think I see a Christmas tree there but not decorated and I move on to the dining room. I think of TOTM and recall "walk with your head" and think how I'd do that but don't think more of it. Then I remember bring a person from 200 years ago, I recall my planned person, Mark Twain, and I think I will find him behind a door somewhere. I think I should go open the front door to see him.I spent the rest of the time fading in and out of lucidity. I go out on the deck and have an amazing high-def view of the city below, so much detail that I think I can't possibly be dreaming, and if I tried to fly it wouldn't work. I keep walking around the house not really noticing where I'm going and with no particular objective except to keep doing nose pinch. It seems I can't breathe, but there is a small bit of air escaping each time. I keep doing it for a while trying to determine what the result means. Then I find myself lying on my side back in the living room and lookin at a bright orange shoe box on a bedside table. I decide that if the box moves/levitates to my mental command that I'm still dreaming, but it doesn't move. Later on there's a long non-lucid sequence involving a tiny puppy/miniature dog that my old [deceased] dog L tries to pick up and throw over the side of the deck, the puppy leaves puddles around the house and I yell at my wife for buying another dog without asking me first.
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