Lucid but I Woke Up

Date: 8/4/2024

I don’t remember at all the dream that preceded this. All I remember was I was driving my car and parked it at my place and stepped out and locked the doors. I saw a woman in my driveway and she said hi to me and I said hi back and turned to look at my car. When I looked at my car I noticed it looked cleaner and a bit smaller than usual. I then turned back to the woman and she was a bit closer to me this time. She looked like a ghost; i.e. I couldn’t see any facial features or anything. I then looked back to my car and it was even smaller and more sleek and clean this time. Then I looked back at the ghostly woman. Then back at my car and it was very small compared to its normal size. It was now about the size of… I don’t know… say a toy wagon I had as a kid that you’d attach to your bike or something. Yet still retaining its normal shape. My car was about the size of a kid’s wagon and I knew I couldn’t fit inside my car anymore and I turned to the woman and said, “This is a dream, isn’t it? I’m in a dream, aren’t I?” The woman simply said, “Yes. You’re in a dream.” I immediately realized I was in a dream and I was lucid and I told her, “Well I have to wake up! I have things to do tomorrow!” And I could feel myself being pulled from the dream. It’s a wired feeling; kinda like being pulled-up from deep underwater. But then I thought, “What the hell am I doing?!?! This is my first lucid dream in years! Actually, I change my mind. I want to stay in this dream!” And I immediately looked at my hands because I’ve read that this grounds you and prolongs the lucid dream. I kept looking at my hands and I felt myself kinda going back into the dream. Looking at my hands did actually slow my “ascent” a bit. I could feel it slowing my ascent into waking. But alas. My original desire to wake up was ultimately stronger (be careful what you wish for) and I felt myself being pulled up to the surface of wakefulness while still looking at my hands, desperately trying to continue the lucid dream. On the way “up” to waking, like being pulled up, I clearly remember thinking, “God what an idiot I am. My first lucid dream in years and the first thing I want to do is wake up?” And then I did wake up and said out loud, “God damn it! Fuck me! I blew it!”