Crusing down a California sidewalk early in the day. Light breeze on my face, feet vibrating, sun shining in a cloudless sky.
A small gap appears in front of me, a sidewalk block is missing, leaving exposed dirt for me to Ollie over. Perfect! Fun! *goes to Ollie gap going normal speed, in the air, realizing im gonna fall short and clip my back wheels, sure enough I do, now I am flying through the air waiting to pummel the concrete, I try to get my hands out in front of me to break my fall, but they are heavy and I cant move them. Just before smashing my dome and face into the ground, I jolt awake with heart pounding and sweat on my temples, my girlfriend sitting up in bed wondering wtf is wrong with me.
I fall back asleep and don't dream for another ten years until I quit smoking weed before bed.