Lacrosse

I waited too long to write this one down, I remember very little of it at this point. I recall maybe joining a lacrosse club or something, it was a club instead of a team because I had no lacrosse experience, so it seemed like the right choice. A lot of stuff happened now that I don't remember, the next thing I recall is being in a gym in lacrosse gear and doing warmups with the rest of the lacrosse team. We were standing in no particular order all over the gym, and throwing the ball to a random person who would catch it and throw it off again. In between some of the throws we would drop onto the ground on our stomachs as a sort of warm up. I was getting worried now, and started telling the people around me that I was maybe in the wrong place, because I was thinking someone would teach me to throw a lacrosse ball before expecting me to do it. No one seemed to notice or care. The game started soon, and I told someone I had to pee so I could avoid being put in the game. I left the gym and walked down a hill to a giant mansion, where I decided to look for a bathroom to use. There was a red car parked outside, and I somehow knew that there were a couple guys inside robbing the place. I went in anyway. When I saw them, I got pretty worried, since I was going to be a witness to their robbery, but they were more helpful than my teammates, and directed me to a bathroom. I went in there, and didn't really have much to do, I don't think I went pee, but I remember sitting on the toilet and realizing that I was dreaming. I don't remember what tipped me off, I think I was sitting there thinking to myself about how I didn't want to go back to lacrosse, and then realizing that I didn't have to go back, that I didn't really play lacrosse. I jumped up, my mind was racing trying to figure out what I wanted to do, the bathroom was still real, but I was worried it would slip away, so I quickly decided to open the door and fly off. When I realized I was dreaming, I got so excited I could feel it in my guts, you know that feeling. I grabbed for the bathroom door handle to fly out of there, but I had some trouble getting it open, and the world started to fade around me, actually it was more like blinking on and off. I still wanted the flying sensation, so I flew around for a couple seconds in a white kind of mist, and didn't enjoy it all that much. I'm still skeptical that I truly became lucid, since I can't remember what tipped me off. I have a sneaking suspicion that what tipped me off was just as ridiculous as everything else, and that I was really lucid, just dreaming that I was. Either way, I woke up too quickly for it to be very cool.