I received a note, addressed to my alternate self, to meet in a room, where I would get to discuss my stories. There, the person blabbered what was basically gibberish, but I was still somehow able to interpret them and figure out a few of my actual stories I have written as what they were talking about.
They asked me about my identity, and I explained to them the details, at which point they hugged me and basically told me that I needed to have confidence in myself and to just be who I want to be. At this point I thought this was a too-good-to-be-true thought (I was virtually crying at their kind words)...which tipped me off to it being a dream.
I was very briefly in control of the dream, but soon after, I got ripped from the world and into consciousness, so my lucidity didn't last, unfortunately. Still, I enjoyed it all the same.