A Lucid Dream

I dreamt I had an exam to take and there was still a lot of material to review, yet I had only two evenings left to practice. As I was suffering, I suddenly realized that I was dreaming. I tried waking myself up, but then it occurred to me that perhaps I should experience my lucid dream a little instead. I used my new found powers to fly. The first jump into the air was a little scary but it worked. While I was flying I experienced colors of flowers that I had never experienced before with so much intensity, at least not in a dream. It was a nice and powerful dream. What was interesting though, while I was flying I was so intrigued with this experience and with the reaction of others, that I lost consciousness of the fact that I was dreaming. Perhaps a wake up call that we shouldn't strive after mystic powers given that the final aim of our journey is to wake up altogether?