not long after i started smoking i can recall one night i went to bed baked and sometime close to wake up, i dreamt vividly i was floating, i looked back at my bed and saw myself lying there. i floated outside and down the street. it definetly was the most vivid i can remember. i was able to notice so many details about this dream world. i could hear wind blowing in trees and watch all the leaves blown across blades of grass. it was nighttime under the street lights.

the only difference was that in the plane it was a balmy night but in reality it was mid-february and frickin cold n snowy.
still the most detailed dream ive had