I was at the edge of a meadow with a female friend. Not anyone I know irl and vague also. Maybe she had brown hair? I was facing a grassy hill with a large white and brick house at the top of it. There were three giant flowers growing up the front of the house. Their stems were almost as tall as the house and the flowers, pink and purple daisies, were as wide as a chimney. The sky was blue with puffy white clouds and the gigantic flowers gently swayed in the wind. There were butterflies all around us. I showed my friend that I could lie down on the wind, almost to the ground, and then come back up again. It felt magnificent. Then my leg was stinging and I pulled my pant leg up to find that some bug had bitten me all the way up my leg. I thought well, nothing can be perfect, and hoped the bugs in this surreal world weren't poisonous.