I meet a very sad and depressed woman. To cheer her up, I decide to teach her about how to lucid dream. I tell her that this is the most amazing thing ever. She needs to always question reality, be on a lookout for strange and unusual things, and wonder if she is dreaming. It is also important to do reality checks, I say. For example, you can try to poke through a palm of your hand with the fingers of the other hand. Or, you can look at that clock... At this point she interrupts me and tells me that she has this genetic condition and her fingers are so thin and sharp that she may actually poke through the palm for real. She shows me those fingers, and I agree that it's best for her to do other reality checks. I try to tell her about the clock again...then I wake up. God, I'm such an idiot!