FryingMan

+ car in traffic, can't wait for the turn, blocks the lane, but other cars did make the lane, if we go ahead, we won't be able to turn for a long ways

+ flying/hopping between light poles in the median of a road, along with a flying squirrel, the squirrel is slow moving and I nudge it with my leg a few times

+ TV: up close examination. On-screen configuration menu, many many options, trying to figure them all out. The TV has a feature where it will swivel to copy the movements of the recording TV camera (this can be disabled). There are chairs for sitting in and watching. The volume is loud and I'm trying to turn it down

+ In the living room of childhood home with parents (sense don't really see them). They're handling one of my tapes, I take it just in case it has NSFW stuff on it. We're going to watch a movie. I go to put the tape back in a cabinet on floor level in the piano corner. I'm digging around in the cabinet and in the back I see a bottle with a purplish orange bright label, I think hey that looks like my galantamine. I pull it out and it is. I think it is a bulk powder. The directions on the label say to take 1/2 tablespoon 30 minutes before bed. I wonder if it is still good. I look closer and the bottle and now it's transparent and filled with something that looks like small flat capers in oil. It is a galantamine and garlic mixture in oil.

Upstairs, I enter the hallway bathroom. The light is off. I look at the sink, the sink is full and the right faucet is running a bit. I try to turn it off but it won't turn off. The left faucet handle is entirely missing. I look to the right and see that my dad has placed a bucket by the door to catch the overflow. I fiddle around with the sink, I think about getting a plumbing device to see if I can unclog the drain. There are now two drains in the sink, and the water starts draining out of each one, with a little whirlpool forming over each drain. The sink then is empty.

I'm walking up the steps to the street in the front of the house. I think it may be possible that I can fly, even though I feel totally awake. Wouldn't that be awesome? I get up to the street and look at the blue sky between the M's and L's houses. I don't think I've ever flown in that direction before, I should probably try it. I'm feeling elated like I really might be able to fly. I walk quickly towards the L's low brick wall fence, turn around and face our house, and get a running start and launch myself into the air…and I don't fall, yes I can fly!

I don't get very far though, my progress is stalled, but then some wind catches me and I rise up about 20 feet but am blown backwards. I aim myself over towards the G's and notice that they've cleaned up all the mess/growth in their yard, it's very neat now. I'm sailing just barely over the rooftops, [now in a dream neighborhood], I'm below roof level now, only about 10-15 feet above the ground. I'm flying through courtyards and I see people sitting out in their gardens and porches but somehow they don't see me. I fly up to and barely over the roof of another house.

I need to flap my arms to keep flying and it's hard and my arms are getting tired. Past one house I'm just about back to the ground and so I land and start walking.

I encounter a family going to the beach. A little girl, a little boy, and (not seen) a dad. The boy is in front and the girl is behind him. The girl calls out in a very loud and almost incomprehensible voice, DAAAAA!! COOOOO HEEEEEYAAAAA FFOOO A SEEEE [dad, come here for a second]. She's not impaired or disabled, just speaks really unclearly, I think it's really hard to understand people sometimes. She calls out this again. Then the girl is commenting on a little strap connecting the upper pants to the lower pants that both the boy and the girl are wearing: the boy's has gotten dirty, but so has the girl's the boy points out. I think when you go to the beach, everything gets dirty.