Lucidity in a grass field

Date: 4/24/2016

I am in the center of an empty field of grass with three of my close friends. I let them know that I am dreaming and they look at me in disbelief. In that moment, my body starts to tingle and vibrate. I try to build a dream world but my efforts are amateur at best. I try to create a rock but its texture is ugly and cheap. It is as if I am making a PS4 game using PS2 graphics. That is the simplest metaphor I can think of. I realize it takes a lot of brainpower to build dreams, and suddenly, I levitate into the air without effort into a swirl of stars.