Last night I had my first lucid since I began reading this site and other information on the topic. A bunch of weird things happened that aren't really important, but then my dad and I drove away in a car. I performed a RC on the clock and noticed that each time I looked at it, the time was different. As I realized this more and more it stopped even being numbers, but being a digital clock it still lit up the little "bars" as if trying to make a number so I wouldn't catch on (hehe)
It felt so real, but my RC had told me that either his clock was broken or I was in a dream. Against my better judgement, I got out of the car and tried to fly. We stopped near a pond and a hill, and I took a leap of faith off the hill and landed straight into the pond. My dad seemed confused but he laughed at me anyway. I reached my arms out and tried to lift myself in desperation, but no luck. I was starting to think I wasn't dreaming. But as one last attempt I began to spin. No luck. I tried one last time, thinking hard about where I wanted to go, and the area around me started to change. I squinted my eyes really hard, concentrating on where I wanted to go, and as I opened them I woke up.