Hmm, I was hoping this would be more similar to an experience I had today.

The longest lucid dream I've ever had, where I retained complete calmness. I flew, had sex, did a shitload of stuff I've wanted to do in lucid dreams, except it feels... strange. I've had lucid dreams before, where I know completely of my real life, and it felt quite different to this one. In this specific dream, I remember pushing through the air during Superman flight, but there was a strange comparisson between this and the real world. I didn't feel like I was totally immersed in the dream, even though I could physically feel things. I'm considering that I dreamt of having a lucid dream, which is possible because I've dreamt of checking for dreamsigns, completely oblivious of my actual existance, as if I wasn't even thinking whilst doing it. However, I really do hope this wasn't a regular dream, as I strongly recall willingly doing everything.

Still, it just didn't feel the same as my other lucid dreams. Possibly because I kept my emotions so distant in comparisson to my previous experiences, it's almost as if I was a machine just ticking off things to do which my waking self had written down--but that's a bit poetic and exaggerated. A very difficult case to settle, for me.