Hovering

I had a super long Lucid Dream this morning. I did a WBTB and had the LD between 5:30 and 6:30am. The problem is that it was so long and that I did so many things that I do not remember the excact order of or transitions between all the things I did. But I will share what I remember. And I do remember that it was a very enjoyable time. Lucid Dream: I think my dreams started with being in a cave. The water was a beautiful clear glowing green like <PERSON>, yet I was enclosed in a multi room cave. I was talking on my phone to <PERSON> and I kept getting distracted and would forget to talk for long periods of time until she would say, "Are you still there?" and I would have to apologize. I was floating on what might have been an innertube. At one point I remember floating to a waterfall between rooms and deciding to hover over the waterfall instead off falling. That may have been the trigger for lucidity. I remember flying up to a tree like I did in my last LD and touching the branches. I wanted this LD to really count, and I felt that the best way was to really "feel" it by using my senses. I remember really paying attention to the feel of the wind and movement as I flew. I was very pleased at how real this felt. (Sometimes when I look back at my flying experiences I cannot remember if I really felt anything and then it does not seem very fun or real). I flew down to the road and saw some rocks in the gutter. I hovered down really low and picked up a pebble sized rock in my lips and tried to taste it. It seemed to taste just like a rock. I then started to bite it with my front teeth. It crunched and melted like tiny ice chips. I then flew down very low along the street. I pushed my first finger down on the asphalt as I flew. It got hot and felt burned. When it was too painful I pulled it off and looked at it. It was blackish and shiny. I remember being on a rooftop and flying around from rooftop to rooftop. Some of the buildings were unusual. I cannot remember why I thought that--only that I did. There were people on the roofs working on them. No one noticed me. At some point I was indoors and I looked in the mirror. I felt I looked completely normal. But that was disappointing. So I changed my looks. When I was done I looked about a quarter black and three quarters caucasian. I had wavy hair that was shoulder length and blond with dark roots. My skin was olive toned and I had big brown eyes and full lips with a small chin. I thought I looked gorgeous. I pulled up my shirt and saw that my breasts were bigger (haha--why do I always do this?) I flew around again looking like this and with my shirt pulled up. No one had seemed very impressed with my flying before. Maybe they would notice me now. I think I got a few glances, but it was still disappointing. And at this point this is all I remember.