Hey, You know, I didn't realize it until just now, but I did something in my lucid on Saturday morning that might count for the basic task. I'll throw it out here just in case it qualifies. I didn't even know what the task was, but coincidentally, did something dangerous.
From my journal:
I was walking around my neighborhood with this girl who, in the dream, I used to be friends with when we were little and we grew up together. I had a flashback of us being kids and we snuck through a row of trees into some guys yard to steal some fruit. He threw something at us and we ran away. Now we were older and walking around. There were kids that were bouncing a ball to each other across the street and stopped as we walked past.
At one point, we were walking back to my house, and I noticed the streets weren't right. Like I was walking on Tuxedo, but it was going north to south. This made me become lucid, but it was pretty low level. I had no control. We arrived at the house, and it was strange. There was a front porch and a balcony, like the old two family houses. The sill on the porch rail was made of a pressure treated 2x12, and I climbed up the front of the house. The upper balcony opened right into the attic. I was in there and decided I wanted to get back down. I spontaneously gained control. I was about to climb down, but thought, "Hey, this is a dream, why don't I leap off and fly?" So I did. I fell almost all the way to the ground, but was confident that I would be able to fly.
Suddenly, near the bottom, I swooped up and started to fly over the street and towards the houses on the other side of the street. It was incredible. It felt like riding a roller coaster. I had butterflies in my stomach. The excitement was too much and I woke up. I still had butterflies as I lay there in bed. The high level lucidity was short, but flying was awesome.
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