The only recurring dream I have (that I can remember) is that I can fly. Not Superman-type flying... it's more like swimming through the air, and I have to scoop air with my arms to stay aloft. The higher I go, the harder it becomes to stay in the air.
The other weird thing about this dream is that I often get tangled in power lines, or fall while trying to avoid them. It never hurts when I hit the ground, though.
I love that dream... whenever I wake from it, I always want to go back to sleep and continue. I feel a bit sad when I'm back in reality, firmly grounded.
