Inside a large office block, I need to get out. So I decide to jump out of the window and fly. However at this point I get a bit lucid and as I look down at the drop from the window to the concrete, way way down below, I stop myself thinking "I know this is a dream but what would happen if I hit that concrete? would I feel pain in my dream?" I just didn't like the idea of plummeting and smacking my head off the side-walk. I decided to jump anyway and thankfully my flying capabilities were same as normal. Flying up above the building, I could see the grey looking city below. It was a rainy grey day, with some unmelted snow still on the ground below. I flew down and huddling in my coat trudged to work, along with the hundreds of others in the busy rush hour. I noticed a woman with dark hair, slick across her face from the rain. She wore only a white blouse with no coat. We met eyes and I went over to her. She said why don't we just go home, instead. It seemed like a sensible thing to do, so we went back home and cuddled etc a lot. I was left with a very warm cosy feeling, that stayed with me after I awoke.