I had a dream that I was in France, in an open warehouse where I could plainly see the square and the beautiful architecture outside through the warehouse’s great doors. There was a big group of us in that warehouse and we all were milling about just making some conversation, not exactly sure what I was doing there I looked to the left. I saw a small watch pinned between the glass and the pane of a very narrow window. I grabbed it and as soon as I did, it started rising from my right hand. It rose, like a phoenix into the air all by itself. I saw the hands pause and then rewind. Then all at once I started rising from the ground as well. “This must be only temporary” is what I thought because I soon drifted back to earth but only for a second. I jumped like you would normally jump off the ground, only this time I went sailing into the rafters of the warehouse! Barely managing to grab a hold of one of the rafters before I smacked the roof, breaking the power of my ascension a bit. I looked around to see if my condition was a singular one only to find that everyone else was hopping and skipping about in mid-air like I was. We were earth-bound astronauts in a french warehouse. Then I looked over at Michael, I could see a curious…almost dangerous look spread across his face. As soon as I realized what thought had sparked in his mind I panicked. Michael wanted to take his newfound power into the open streets of France. He pushed off from the shelf at the far end of the warehouse and flew towards the huge doors. The doors opened wider almost in invitation, the wind from outside rippling his clothes and hair. “NO! STOP!” I said, I was afraid that either he would simply continue to float up and up with nothing to pull him back down to our earth or as soon as he took a step outside the spell would be broken and our gift would be taken from us. The group took notice as well, we took great leaps in his direction, flying over huge containers and shelves, vaulting the parked cars that were housed there, somersaulting over giant piles of cardboard boxes. We were flying towards him at great speeds to pull him back from the door. I was in front and pushed off of the side of small red convertible, I reached out grasping for the tail of his coat. The wind whistled outside and at that moment a curious thing happened, I looked out and all the people walking the streets outside had stopped. They were watching Michael intently. They all had the same smug, almost insidious half smile as He was almost at the threshold of the warehouse doors. Time slowed, I stretched out my arm and grabbed for his leather coat. My hand grabbed air as he took one step through the door and….and that is when I awoke.
