Gedackt

I WILD and am in my bedroom, and I go through the garage to get outside. The blackness makes the dream less stable, but when I get out of the garage I fly in the streets, and I jump over the houses to a new town. I jump again, and figure out that I can imagine a pressure in my feet pushing me up, and I fly high up near a building wall with graffiti. I fly over the night time city.

But the dream begins again in my bed, and I go up the stairs this time and out the door. I fly over the buildings again, but this time I fly so high that I rise above the clouds and fly faster than the rotation of the earth to get to a daytime timezone. I fly into the mountains, and I try to find hikers. However, the dream ends because noise from real life wakes me up.