Floating past Power lines to the office Store

"I was in the gravel driveway of some house I think belonged to my aunt, trying to find a red screwdriver to fix a hose that wasn't attached to anything. Then I just wasn't on the ground anymore. I was up near the top of the utility poles, floating sideways like a piece of paper in a faint draft. No flying motion, no flapping or pushing off, I was just elevated. My knees were slightly bent and I kept drifting parallel to the power lines towards the bypass road. A blue pickup truck went underneath but I didn't look down at it for long because I was watching a white plastic grocery bag stuck in the transformer wires. It felt completely routine, like taking an escalator at a department store. Then it switched and I was inside an office supply store with carpet that was damp near the entrance. I was floating about three feet off the floor, gliding past rows of printer paper while a guy in a green polo shirt was restocking envelopes. He looked right at me and didn't say anything, and I didn't care either, I just drifted around the endcap toward the breakroom door. Woke up looking at the blinds, took a second to remember where my phone was."