Some dreams, stay with you, as vivid and fresh as the time you were asleep.
Dreams that I remember over the years have me strapped to a gurney. I was a Government experiment, and I ran away to the suburbs. I could levitate a little, hovering a few inches off the surface.
I remember feeling really good, and then really scared, as Government agents came to get me. I hovered and climbed high on the celings, all the while starpped to the gurney.
When I was high on top, everyone tried to snipe me down, with rubber bands.
I usually the end the dream by waking up as I explode and cause the second or third big bang.