Flying was a recurring dream (nightmare) that I sometimes had when I was a kid.
It starts with me sliding down a banister, railing, roof or other slope.
At the end, instead of landing hard, I just curl up in a ball and float off rising up and looking down on the streets below.
At some point I start wondering how I am going to get down.
Vertigo gets the better of me and I start to fall and I wake up in shock.
My recurring dream is that I am so tired that I can't keep my eyes open; sometimes it is so bright that I can't keep my eyes open.
Once I dreamt that I was standing on a cliff ledge that was so narrow that I could only keep my heels on it and my back was to the cliff face - I actually figured out I was dreaming and woke myself up. When I went back into the dream, it was a gradual hill and I was able to kick off and float to the bottom.
by GrimJack: my childhood nightmare was being chased by bears rollerskating backwards