It started out I was doing do-it-yourself brain surgery on Heather. Supposedly if I cut in the right place, she'd be able to remember better. Sure enough, it worked. That was really great.

Later...

The area we were in was like a big long canyon. Or something. I really wasn't paying that much attention except at the end. The yellow flag was there.

After the successful brain surgery, I guess I was feeling really good about myself. So much that I managed to fly around a bit. That made me feel even better. Flying around was hard, though. But I could jump high, at least.

There was this big room like a gym or something. Mary was there. I was jumping way up and touching the ceiling. She was being impressed. It was cool.

Later I was thinking maybe that flying business had all been a dream, but I managed to do it again. Then I was going around some doom level that we had made and I fixed a few misaligned textures. Then I had to go get the yellow flag.

People were throwing grenades and rockets and things at me, but I managed alright. I probably did a lot of those high jumps. Then I started to think I was Jesus or something.

Later I once again was thinking it had been a dream, but then I started doing cool flips and rolls off walls down this hallway and that convinced me otherwise.

This dream felt a lot cooler than it sounds. It was like everything just kept going my way.