Some place, some time. I don' t know. Seems like I'm walking along mountain or hill pathways. They're grass-green,the air is clean, the sky is blue. It's a very relaxing stroll, in the companionship of friends.
Suddenly i want to fly, because it seems the most natural thing to do... And it happens! I lift myself 4 or 5 meters above. Somebody worries about that. I'm very surprised too, but it's not too scaring to make me want to get back on the ground. I'm stumbling in my unskilled fly, but I work it out a bit at a time and I enjoy more and more. In the end I rejoin my friends, my soul fulfilled.