I don't remember what I was dreaming, but I woke up in a dream in which I was in a college setting and I was walking along with a friend of mine. I started to go to sleep and as I did I started to float, so she took me by the hand and led me along the path as I dozed. I was telling her how wonderful this felt-I could feel the air going around me, caressing me as I floated like a balloon while she walked holding me. Then at some point she let me go and I started to go upwards.
The theme of me floating upwards and panicking that I will float uncontrollably away is a recurring one, and I usually panic and wake up, but this time I simply pointed myself down and dove down to where my friend was, still walking along the path. I could see the rooftops and treetops around, and wondered how I could have been afraid of this, since I was in control. Then I dove down to the floor and gently landed, being proud that I didn't crash-land, and was woken up by the alarm clock. Not happy about it, it was a wonderful dream.