Everything is dark. I'm on my bed. My friend, Stavros, comes and wakes me up. Then, we go to the room where the desktop computer is. While walking, he told me some news: "Some kind of Mantis (don't know what the word is on english) died at age of 93. But it's complicated and includes some supernatural stuff (which I don't believe)". When we reach it, something I don't remember happens...
I end up on my Grandfather's house (which is actually the same house as mine - it's 2 houses combined, we "own" the first floor of the building)
With my grandfather in his typical stasis (in front of tv, screaming at random people), and my mother on the other couch (where she is sitting always). Then, my mother approaches the door to go to the computer room (which leads to my regular home), and then I go in front of her. This time it is me who's thinking. I was looking her, and thought: "So, this is a dream. Ok, now." Then I looked at her eyes and tried as hard as I can. And I did it. I was flying in front of her eyes! Not only that, she was encouraging me too. I opened the balcony door (while flying), went out and started flying around. Then, I landed on the street to see a guy with a bottle. I shouted at him:
-Hey, you!
-Me?
-Yes, you!
-What do you want, kid?
-Now, there shall be fire on your hands!
-Meh.
He says, and tries to leave. Then, his foot catches on fire. I say: "Hm. Foot's good, right?".
Then I said it again: "There shall be fire on your hands!" and his hands caught on fire. Then, I woke up.

Copy pasta from the dream journal. Couldn't resist.

Srrry
(I MANAGED IT ON 25 FEB)