I did have one flying lucid dream a long time ago, but, well, this time it was incredible. I realized quickly that it simply requires pure faith that I could fly in order to do so. Anyway, I began hovering above the ground, experimenting with the nature of it. I was in a town with a bunch of people nearby. As I began defying the laws of gravity, everyone started running over to me in amazement. I was blatantly ignoring them because I was trying to focus. Well, one guy grabbed my attention with such magnetism. He broke from his character as an infatuated pedestrian and said with an entirely different tone of voice, "this always happens. Better clear the city within 45 minutes." I was shocked and immediately tried to start asking him something, anything. But he spoke over me and started talking about the auto-repair shop we were all next to. He had snapped back into character, however, not concerned with the fact that I was just flying!
Why would he tell me that? What consequences could there possibly be?
Anyway, I decided to fly off into the sky. I passed over a couple castles. I'm not sure why I decided to not explore them. Instead, I flew down into a small town that was apparently from Back to the Future. It was the town from when they were in the wild west. I was becoming far less lucid at this point. All the sudden, I was a GIANT. My head was the size of a house, particularly the house in the movie that belonged to Marty McFly's ancestor. He was holding the baby just like in the movie. He invited me in. Somehow, instantly, I willed my way back to a normal-sized body and entered the house. I went into the bathroom and saw myself in the mirror and realized how tired I looked. Which I guess was a bad idea because I awoke immediately.
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