silentwaters | really strange dream

So I fell asleep on the couch today with a splitting headache. And I must have fallen into REM, because I started having this really weird, but pleasant dream.

There was more before this, but I remember I could somehow fly, or do... like extended floating.
I think I had been chasing around someone, or being chased, in and out through the walls and windows and doorways of this shopping center... restaurant, or club or something.
It wasn't a scary chase, it was more like a playful chase.
And then we climbed up, up on this platform/scaffolding thing. It was a bright sunny day with fluffy clouds everywhere. Somehow, the person I was chasing ended up on their own little platform, almost like a crow's nest for a pirate ship, and they thought I couldn't get to them there. This person was like... an androgynous young man? with sort of long blond hair and big round innocent eyes. But... the image of them fades and changes when I try to think of it...
I was climbing around on my wooden scaffolding thing, like a jungle gym, and somehow, I got up really high in the air, and flew over, and landed gently in the crow's nest with this other person, smiling and feeling the breeze. They laughed and were amazed, really wide eyed, and were like, "Oh my god! I didn't know you could FLY! That's so awesome! Howdja do it? howdja do it?"
And I smiled and I was like, "oh, well, it's easy-" but the more I thought about it, the less I could remember how I did it, or why I had the power of flight. I couldn't seem to open my mouth to explain it. I could only seem to remember that this power came and went, and I was trying to practice concentrating longer so I could do it whenever I wanted.
Oddly, I could think back and remember other "flying" dreams I've had, and I was searching my own memory for "rules" or "instructions" from other dreams, trying to remember what I did before. I was trying to explain to the other person- like, first you just go all stiff, like this- and I layed down--
and then you... think of yourself as having no real mass, because your physical body is an illusion- feel your gravity falling away... and you ... wait for that feeling in your brain to click "on" - like in the back of your brain, near the stem where it attaches to your spine... and sometimes you get it, and sometimes, you don't-

...and I was suddenly laying on the couch, and aware of rising off of it, easily floating into the air, just like before. I was having a little trouble getting the right ratio of concentration to sheer enjoyment- it was like, if I concentrated too hard on the feeling in the back of my brain, I would start sinking, but if I didn't concentrate on it enough, I would sink too.
And all of a sudden I woke up, on the couch- but just barely- enough to become aware that I was awake, and had been dreaming, but the feeling of floating stayed with me, and I kept flickering in and out of the dream state- when I was aware of being awake, my limbs felt light, and my nerves felt funny- like my whole body was in free fall, but I felt the soft fluff of the couch still cradling me. And I tried to let myself fall back into the dream. And sometimes I was floating up around my scaffolding outside in the sun, and sometimes I was on a dream couch floating up off it and sinking back into it as my state fluctuated.

Then I guess the REM overtook me again and I went back into a full-dreaming state, and I was laying on my dream-couch feeling really nice. All my nerves were humming with pleasure, and I became aware that I was rubbing something on my pussy, something slick and velvety. I looked down and it was like a... a plum, or a peach or something, some pitted fruit, with a bite out of it, so the open fruit flesh was against my skin. I picked it up and took another bite out of it, and it was really sweet and tasty-- the bite took off more fruit skin, which gave the "soft & juicy" insides more surface area, and I put it back down between my legs and began to masturbate in earnest with it. It was almost too soft and slick to cause enough friction to get me off, but I was afraid to rub harder because I didn't want to cut myself on the scratchy pit. I was careful, though, and it felt really nice. I think once or twice there flickered the image or ghost of someone on top of me in my arms, sweetly embracing me, and maybe kissing me and grinding their pelvis on mine at the same time, but whether they were a man or woman I couldn't tell- I thought it might be female- but then it was only me and the peach, alone, and in my dream, I think I tried to figure out what was happening- and I couldn't tell whether it was a fantasy I was imagining, or whether it was "really" happening (within the dream's reality) or whether the peach was supposed to be a metaphor for a real person, or what. But I just layed back and tried to enjoy it.

I woke up before I came, though. I was only left with a feeling of floaty-ness and mild horniness, but mostly I just felt relaxed and tried to enjoy the feeling for a while before actually getting up.