Knocking

I am walking about in my studio, which is just a fancy name for my computer room with big TV home theater setup and consoles. I am lost in thought thinking what to do. I have so much to do, but I feel stagnant. I have enrolled in so many courses online as well. I just could not decide what to do and am feeling a bit overwhelmed by all the stuff I set out to do. I stop for a moment and look around. I notice that the room is completely empty. No home theater stuff, no couch, no computer table or chair. It is all completely empty. It occurs to me immediately I am in a dream. However, I did not feel like doing anything. I was feeling indifferent about the realization. I wanted to continue thinking about what I wanted to do. I tried jumping and immediately I started to float about as if there was no gravity. I continued being lost in thought just floating from one end of the room to the other and back again. It was calming to just float and think. I think to myself it would be cool if I can do this in waking. I decide to get grounded again and place my feet on the floor and suddenly the room changes somewhat. It now becomes a bedroom, but not exactly like my bedroom. It is as if my bed and stuff had been moved into my studio. I look around. That was sort of cool. It was bit dim though without enough light coming in through the windows. It was nighttime. I turn on the lights and sit down on edge of my bed. I did not feel motivated to do anything. I decide I will go take a relaxing bath. There is a knock at the door, I reply with "you can come in." It was <PERSON>. She comes in looking surprised to see our studio turned into a bedroom. There was that unmistakable radiance about her, this was not just a <PERSON> dream character. I ask her how she was feeling. She looks at me and tilts her head "Hey, you are lucid..." I look away. I say "Maybe... anyway, I was thinking of taking a bath." She looks puzzled. "In a dream?" she asks. I get up and ask her playfully if she wants to join me. She gets all flustered replying "look who is all grown up now." Of course, I was teasing. Something <PERSON> used to do all the time. The bathtub was not nearly big enough for two anyway and I did not feel like manipulating the dream. <PERSON> says she is going to nap if I am not going to do anything. I get up and get undressed and wrap myself in towel. Then I put on light music and place my phone in the basket in the bathroom. I fill up the bathtub and put in some bath salts. I get into the warm bath. It was relaxing. I listen to the music. I never heard the music before. I lean my head back looking at the ceiling wondering what I am doing. I am in a lucid dreaming, I can be doing anything else but I had no motivation. I could be hanging out with <PERSON>, but she would realize I am feeling troubled and I did not want to worry her. I think about my online courses and which I should prioritize. I still have not put our life back together since <PERSON> passed away. I get lost in thought. I start to feel drowsy and the dream fades.