Knocking

I had a short lucid this morning after accidentally falling asleep after my alarm. Still, it was long enough to knock out 2 more TOTMs. After the WILD transition, I am in a Village Inn restaurant (conveniently, where I ate last night). I make sure to RC and stabilize, because the whole dream is kind of fading in and out. For some reason I feel like flipping the table I was seated at, as some sort of RC or something. I honestly do not know what I was thinking. Maybe I was just trying to get some sort of reaction out of my DCs. I recall the TOTMs that I have not done yet, and remember the drinking/getting high one. I walk back to the kitchen and open the door to this refrigerator, to find one convenient beer sitting on the bottom shelf. I twist off the top, and as I take my first sip, I immediately lose my balance and fall over. Man, I am such a lightweight. I try to get up but keep falling over, until I somehow fall face-first into this small hole in the concrete. It is not very deep, so my body's still like half-way out of it. I take a moment to restabilize, since the dream is still pretty shaky. While I am at it, I decide to try my hand at getting high. I imagine a blunt between my fingers, and inhale deeply. It takes a couple tries, but I eventually am able to make a huge puff of smoke when I exhale. I start to feel a bit lightheaded, but the dream is pretty stable now, so I crawl out of the hole. I find myself in a ditch beside one of the sidewalks at my college. There is some kind of electric wheelchair race going on down the sidewalk. But everything seems to be going in slow motion, most likely because I am high. My vision is really distorted too, almost like tunnel vision. I look down at my hands, and they seem really inflated, kind of like rubber gloves when you blow them up. It all seems, well, like a dream, which makes a lot of sense.* I shake off the high and everything returns to normal. I think of the next TOTM, which to change gravity for a DC. I watch the people on electric wheelchairs race past me, so I decide to try it on them. I focus on one of them, and try to make him lift off towards the sky. On my second try, I finally succeed, and he and his wheelchair start flying upwards. I stop exerting my energy, and he falls back to the ground. He does not really react much, he just quickly gets back on his wheelchair and rejoins the race, like a very determined computer-controlled character in a racing game. I remember the last task is to enter the void, but I do not really feel prepared for that, with the lack of stability my dream has already had up to this point. Instead, I go flying off towards the finish line of the race, and see several of my friends walking towards this huge baseball stadium. They are carrying a ladder over to the stadium so they can take some of the decorative tiles off the outside of the building. I have no clue what they need them for, but just to show them how it is done, I fly up to the tiles and pull off a few for myself. I notice the dream starting to destabilize, but since I do not really have anything else planned for the lucid (and it was an accident that I fell asleep anyway), I just let it destabilize and wake up. *In the words of <PERSON> from <PERSON>, "Every time you talk about the effects of marijuana, it drives home 50 times over how you have never smoked weed once in your life..."