Last night I was having a vivid dream, which involved a childhood friend who was mostly ignoring me, something that happens most of the time in dreams and always upsets me. My non-lucid self always spend a lot of time trying to convince this character to give me more attention, because its just plain hurts my feelings. Anyway, tired of being ignored, I went outside and started flying around for fun. It was night and was a lit up neighborhood street in downtown somewhere. People were standing around, and as usual I begin to fly and do stunts to show off. Either I had super low lucidity-- or just a present-world bleed in-- but I started thinking about how I wish the current dream goal was to do the acrobatic stunts so I'd have something to post. It didn't occur to me that I could go and practice the current dream goal. I did the acrobatics anyway, because it seemed like fun. I tried a flip but couldn't go all the way around, so ended up floating along on my back. So I went to my go-to stunt, where I fly up high and then dive to the ground pretending like I'm going to crash, and then level off at the last second and fly along the ground and then back up again. My non-lucid self loves to do that. The crowd watching gasped but didn't really seem all that interested or impressed.