Level of Lucidity (1-10): 9 | Dream Signs: Flying, | Mood: Relaxed

Before I went to bed last night, I tried an exercise.  I wrote, "I am dreaming.  Look at my hands!  I am dreaming."  I wrote this ten times.  It didn't seem to help as I woke up several times during the night and had ordinary dreams.  But in the morning, as I drifted back to sleep after getting up to pee,  I suddenly became aware I was dreaming.

I saw an acquatinance at work and I sort of zoomed in on her.  I touched her and I knew I was dreaming.  I looked around.  I was under this large roof over a garden and a man was using an loud cutting machine to trim the morning glory vines growing on the wall of a manor house.  His cutting machine was so loud, I covered my ears.  (Probably some sound outside my window that I incorporated.) I decided to try and fly, and I levitated to the top of the roofed garden.  It was a great sight from up there.  I decided to explore my dream world and have a little fun.

Things sort of disolved, and I was in a bar.  I remember looking at my hands and rubbing them together to keep the dream world intact.  I felt my palms rubbing together very clearly.  Then I looked up.  The bar was very crowded.  I could pick a person at random, and come up close to them, lift up their skirts, pull off their clothes, whatever.  What else could I do?  I chose a guy for no particular reason and began hitting him just to see if I could.  I could.  I decided to float up to the ceiling, and try and keep going through the floor to the apartment above the bar.

I passed through the floor and found myself in an apartment full of kitchens.  Each room was a different kitchen.  What about the next apartment?  I floated up and passed through the floor into another apartment where a woman I know was sleeping.  I floated into bed with her.

Sex in a lucid dream is disappointing, because when your sleeping body gets a physical feeling like arousal, you start to wake up and slip out of the dream. 

I don't know how I got back into the dream, but I found myself on a college campus.  There were a lot of people there.  I soon tired of messing with strangers and was metaphorically twiddiling my thumbs, trying to come up with something to do next.