My last dream of the night started and it was a continuation of the previous dream. I was in a truck driving home from school. This should have tipped me off since I graduated almost 2 years ago and that I was driving the tractor of an 18 wheeler home from school. Then I started to remember in great detail all the other dreams I had that night. This made me realize I was dreaming. The very first thing I tried to do was fly out through the roof of the truck. Didn't happen. I thought "That's strange." Next I tried to stick my hand through the roof. Nope. So, I decided to keep driving down a familiar road. The scenery kept getting more and more beautiful as I went. Then I noticed a pack of about 6 white wolves standing in the road looking at me. I slowed down to pass and the whole time they kept thier gaze on me. After I passed they walked off into the woods and all the beauty reverted back to the normal mundane surroundings. I think the rest of the dream was pretty insignificant but that one scene was amazing.