Soaring to the Sky & Returning to Self Meaning & Interpretation

"I stood on my roof. I jumped. I did not fall. I was flying. I felt so free. I flew over my house. The trees looked small. I went higher and higher. The wind felt nice. Birds flew beside me. They were not scared. I flew over the mountains. I saw white snow. I touched a cloud. It was soft and cool. I did flips in the sky. I laughed out loud. I saw my school below. It looked like a tiny toy. I waved at people. They could not see me. I flew to the ocean. The water was blue and bright. I landed on a cloud. I sat and watched the world. I felt so happy. I did not want to go down. But then I felt myself falling. I fell fast. I woke up in my bed. My heart was beating fast. I was not falling. I was safe. I smiled. I wanted to fly again tonight."