I just woke up from a lucid dream. This feels like a lot of progress since I don’t usually achieve the realization that I’m dreaming. I was having a high school dream, except instead of a last day of school anxiety dream, I was getting kicked out of school and I didn’t care and I realized that I didn’t go to school there so I could leave.
I realized I exited the building on the wrong side (this seems like a common occurrence in ny dreams) and I had to get to my car around the corner of the building and down a steep cliff. I frequently dream of having to overcome annoying challenges about being in the wrong place.
I realized very casually that I was dreaming and decided I should be able to just teleport to where I wanted to go. I looked down at a spot and just sort of beamed myself there. It felt like falling but not in a scary way.
I was going to drive my car but I decided I wanted to fly instead, so I just took off from the ground and started flying superman style. I was at the edge of the horizon with a deep purple and vivid orange sky and a starfield visible through it like I was on the edge of space. I just kept flying like a spaceship in a video game on the edge of a planet’s atmosphere and then I suddenly arrived in a dark industrial city at night that was a bunch of buildings with interesting architecture on small islands connected by steel bridges.
I flew down to the roof of one building and through the ceiling into a room that looked like an old 19th century library. There was a woman in the room but I said, “you’re not my significant other.” And I woke up from the dream inside another dream where I was laying in bed next to my significant other. And then I actually did wake up to the same situation in real life.
Edit: I went back to sleep and had another short dream in which I was outside of a closed coffee shop and I realized I could just reach through the wall and grab a cylinder of sugar and I turned it into a latte at will.