I was in a mall and ready to leave. I knew that I needed to purchase a dress shirt before leaving and went to the store to do so. The shirt had a black and white checkered pattern on it. I noticed that a group of guys from my high school, mostly a couple years older than me were following me. I tried to stay ahead of them. It was not a group that ever bullied me in real life, but a group I was intimidated by nonetheless. I made my way outside with the shirt and noticed they were coming closer. While outside I jumped, and when I jumped I was able to rise to an alarming height, but never felt unsafe. Easily 100 or 200 feet off the ground. At the peak of my jump I realized that I would have to come back down and find another way to escape. Fortunately my wife was starting a helicopter for us to escape in, so I joined here when I came back down. I remember the guys were getting closer and I was telling her to hurry up with the helicopter. We flew away.
Obviously there is a fair amount going on here-but the jumping is of specific interest to me. It is something that shows up often in my dreams and always feels kind of good. I always jump quite high, and always glide back to the ground safely. Not always, but most often I am being pursued by someone or something when this happens.
