Flying high Over a distorted Old neighborhood

"I was flying so high that the buildings below looked like little marks on the ground. I don't remember how I started flying. It just felt normal, like I had been doing it for a long time. The air was cold on my face, and I could feel my shirt moving in the wind. At first I was excited and kept going higher. I could see roads, houses, and something that looked like the ocean. Then I looked down and suddenly felt nervous because there was nothing underneath me. I tried to go back down, but my body wouldn't listen. I drifted sideways instead and somehow ended up above my old neighborhood. I could see my house, but it looked slightly wrong, like the windows were in different places. Someone was calling my name from below. I wanted to answer, but the wind swallowed my voice. Then I was lying in my bed, still feeling like I was moving through the air."