city flying

Date: 7/12/2016

I could fly, but I didn't have wings. It was more about kind of holding your breath and a tingly feeling you have to control. I know I've had this dream before. I was in a city, and I was going to teach someone. Flying was dangerous, there were lots of powerlines and bridges and obstructions, and controlling flying wasn't very exact. Then the military found out about my flying, and I had to run bc a ton of them were after me and wanted to kill me. Bad people in the town were helping them, too. I escaped to my grandma's old house, and hid in my childhood hiding spot.