I've been quite good with my recall for weeks now, and a few lucids have appered also. I've just been walking around, exploring the world. I've tried some things like flying and jumping, and it's really fun.

But this night, I once again experienced a lucid dream. They come to me naturally, "I think I'm sleeping" -way. I mean, suddenly I realize I'm dreaming. No reality checks or anything. Though I've done them for weeks, and they've become quite a habit.

But this dream had some elements of a nightmare, so I decided to wake up. But I also decided to go explore that dream, for some reason. I opened the door. I went inside. I was in a apartmen house's stair section, where you see all the other people's doors and stuff. There were these mirrors. I freaked out. I started yelling like a grandmother on an oven. I tried to close my eyes (I usually wake up because of that), but instead I saw myself yelling to myself, from the mirror, eyes closed. I must've done that for minutes. I wasn't scared, more like frustrated because I didn't wake up. I can't remember anything else. I think I woke up after some time.

Now I'm pissed because I just wasted a fine dream because of stupid actions. But huhhuh, I can't wait for tonight.