It was a pretty strange phenomenon tbh.
I don't remember the exact events before I realized I was dreaming, but I remember staring at a white descending staircase and realized and the thought crossed my mind that I was probably in a dream.
It felt like I was going to wake up right after I realized it, but I somehow stayed in the dream. First thing I did was jump down the staircase, and once I reached ground level, I jumped again and started flying around to see what I could do.
I remember that when I was flying around, the sensation was nothing like in real life in terms of falling down. It felt super floaty like I was a Kirby or something.
The dream itself didn't last that long though because I wanted to see if I could wake up while in that state and I did. RIP
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