In my dream, I was flying. I was flying around my room, around my town, around my city, all over the place. I was totally in control of it too. I wasn't just flying. I was flying around, looking at everything. The dream was so real, that I could smell the fresh air, feel the cool breeze and hear the cars and trucks driving by. There was even a bird flying by me, and I could almost touch it. It was amazing.