lucid party

Date: 3/16/2018

I was at home in my house. There was a party going on, some kind of race which my dad joined that would go through the house. My mom was making dinner while I was watching from what sometimes looked like the couch and then turned out to be a skate park. I realised after some chearing that it was a dream, so I went to do something from my lucid dream list, which was smelling something. I had read online that smelling was kind of rare in dreams, so I wanted to know if I could do it. I took a candle that was on the sink and smelled it. It smelled just like a candle should, which made me excited. My mom was a bit weirded out by that. I asked her: so you think this is real? and she said 'yes, obviously.' and I asked again: 'this house, where dad is doing some sort of weird race and the house looks like a skating park from the inside, you think that's real?' she didn't look convinced, more like she had to say it was, because she was a dream person. I didn't want to start a nightmare scene by upsetting her, so I let it go. I couldn't wake up yet (I tried), so I decided to do something else while I was still here. I had been afraid the day before that I might not be able to fly again in my dreams, because I read so much about how difficult or rare it was for many people. I just flew like I always do though, no problems there. I tried to touch the clouds, seemed interesting, and I noticed they weren't actually clouds, they were huge balloons magically floating in the sky. I thought about how weird I am making stuff up like this, but I decided not to think about it too much. I looked around the neighbourhood from the sky. I could see weird lights on one side. I felt like this was the border of my dreamworld somehow. I was tempted to take a look to see if that was true, but I wanted to see how far I could go the other way too, so I decided to go there instead. I went through the walls of one house and looked inside another through the kitchen window. My dead neighbours were sitting in the living room of this house, joined by an equally dead looking neighbour who is still alive, but suffering from dementia... They were kinda creepy. I was singing some song in this dream as well by the way, but I don't remember which. I did it because it was quite silent in the dream except for me and some people in my dream at the party. While flying I looked around and noticed that even though I could smell and I could clearly feel the wind, this world did seem to have less sounds and smells in general. I was a bit bored and felt I could almost wake up, so I tried really quickly to somehow summon one of those dream people I sometimes see in other dreams, preferably the one from the bank robbery, but it didn't work before waking up. I'm not sure if if would have worked if I'd had more time or if I'd been less afraid of the bad consequences of it.