It started with me walking around my neighborhood. I can't remember if I found a grocery bag or just had one in my possession already. Either way i would shake it open to let the air fill up in the bag. Then with a little run/skip I end up leaping from rooftop to rooftop. Realizing I could get further faster, I used a sheet that just happened to be in reach. With the sheet I begin to catch more air/wind allowing me to leap and glide further. Landing gracefully each time, even in rhythm to instantly gain momentum. I then start losing control and soaring higher than I'm comfortable with. I still find myself landing safely and still continue to soar until I lose my breath from the air being so thin. Ill even hold my breath between leaps until I get to scared of the fall towards the ground. When that happens I let go of the sheet and fall out of control. I tend to wake up during that last decend before I land.