This is a reoccuring dream of mine. This time I was in a tiny oval apartment. It was luxurious with hanging gauze and lots of pillows and carafes of wine. I was reclining on a pillow when whoooosh, suddenly I fly upwards out of the room. I look down, there is thick swirling blue clouds/smoke. There is, far away, a man standing looking up at me. I laugh and fly away. The freedom and feel of flying is fantastic. I am so happy while soaring up into the clouds.