Motorcycle ride

Date: 8/2/2018

I spent most of the dream I could remember riding a motorcycle through parks and wooded areas, I remember there being a very skinny bicycle path that I rode through, there was a small river that I tried to cross at one point as well. Strange things were happening in this world because things were happening in the sky, most of which i can’t remember now that I’m awake. A plane missing a wing fell from the sky at one point, that I do remember. I seemed to be on a mission of some kind, like I had some sort of goal but I can’t remember what it was. Eventually I met my father, who I haven’t spoken to in years and he kept changing liquids into alcohol. The one I remember was he turned vinegar into ale. I can’t remember the rest of the dream but I had another episode of waking up screaming, or at least it seemed like I did.