gosh where to begin?

I took control of my dreams when I was a pre-teen. It began with a nightmare, I was being chased by a monster. I decided to turn and face it. It turned into a puppy, and since then I don't think I ever had a really frightening dream. I'm in my mid 30s now.

One day I was on a high cliff edge, with a vast sea in front of me. I jumped off, and black curled up object grew out of my back (don't know how I saw that) and they blossomed into giant white wings. I flew and it was amazing. The dream like injection there was that I wore black flippers !!! which somehow helped me.

Anyway ... I love taking control of my dreams. It's amazing.