Mine was pretty simple and not too exciting, I guess. I was just a boy and probably pretty young because in those days I was still going with my Mom, in the summer time, shopping for groceries and other things. We were living in a small town and there were not many really big stores to do food & household shopping yet, in the town.
Okay. In the dream, my Mom and I were in new, big store with lots of light (bright lighting fixtures) and long aisles. She was pushing a shopping cart, and my Mom said to me, "Isn't this a beautiful big store?" And I replied "Yeah. But too bad it's only a dream." Very soon after which, I then woke up!
Many years later, when I'd read what a "lucid dream" is, I practiced finding my right hand and looking at its palm in my dream. When I succeeded in doing that in a dream, my palm turned irridescent - like blue neon, I seem to remember.
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