I had a dream in which I could fly. I had the ability to fly unencumbered by technology. Apparently this wasn't a surprise to people, like a flying man was just something that happens. The odd part of the dream was my best friend, Q, was a humanoid talking duck. People were not shocked that there was a talking humanoid duck; they were taken aback that Q could fly as well, but without using his wings.

I don't know how much I should be reading into the dream, as I don't remember much of it, but I do know I've had flying dreams in the past, it seems to be a reoccurring element. But the talking duck is a new one; I really don't know what to make of that.

I've been having strange dreams for the past few weeks, odd stuff like talking ducks and nanotechnology grown buildings. I need a vacation.