Last night was the first time I had a dream and realized I was dreaming. It was very brief from what I can remember.
I was in a room with different hallways and in front of me I was following someone. I don't know who it was or where we were or even going. At that exact moment I realized that I was dreaming. I said in my head, "I'm dreaming!" and I looked around and I thought to myself, "If I wanted to turn on this next hallway I could and I don't have to follow this person anymore!" and I turned on the next hallway.
The unusual part is I didn't remember this until later on in my day and it was the only thing I remembered of my dream. It gave me the feeling of being on mushrooms, where everything seemed as if you were in a dream but you are in reality. It felt the same way but I was conscious that it was definitely a dream.
It is something I always want to remember and hope I experience again.