Dreaming in perfect vision

My dad died of cancer back in 1996.  For several years after he died I would only dream of him in his diseased state.  Then one day I started to dream of him in his healthier days.  He was restored, alive and cancer free. And to this day I continue to dream of him in his pre-cancer days. Last night, I had my first dream with perfect sight.  It was a bizarre dream; I was on a jet (that was supposed to be getting ready to take off, oddly enough) and it was sitting on top of the water in the ocean.  The ocean was doing the big roller waves where you disappear in the trough and then come out way up on top of the hill to turn around and head back down.  If you have ever been out at sea in a boat you know what I am talking about.  This is no choppy water on a reservoir, this is 40 foot swells.  The point of this isn’t the plane, or the ocean but the fact that I could SEE all the details of everything around me.  I could SEE the texture of the swells of ocean water. The colors were vivid, beautiful and the detail was breath taking.  I haven’t seen this kind of detail for almost a year now.  I don’t see texture. I don’t see the contour of the road or ground beneath my feet. I can see that there is a clock on the wall, but I can’t see the numbers or the hands very well if at all.  I hope I continue to “see” normally in my dreams because that was absolutely amazing.