Frequently at night for more than a decade I'd enter a dream on a trampoline in my parent's sunny back yard, and each time I'd land I'd bounce higher until I level with the house windows, then roof, then over the roof, higher than trees and I'd start to feel vertigo but I couldn't stop bouncing.
Eventually I learned that if I tilted my forearms a particular way I could control flight and fly along hydro wires. Sometimes my control was wonky and I couldn't go down and got vertigo.
When I got good, when I was alone in a room, in any kind of dream, I'd get a break from characters or excuse myself and be alone and rotate my forearms outwards and be able to lift and drift along the ceilings.
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