In this dream, I am the only alien. Humans were bustling around, walking, running, and jumping, but they couldn't leave the ground. They were so accustomed to this that they even looked at me strangely for my "levitation".
I stood at a busy intersection, my feet ten centimeters off the ground, suspended between the ankles of pedestrians. The red light came on, and the crowd came in like a tide, and then stopped abruptly in front of me. I was like an unexpected road sign, stuck in the gap of the crowd. Someone glanced down at me, there was no surprise in his eyes, only a kind of lunatic indifference, and then he avoided me and continued to browse his phone. At that moment, I felt an unprecedented loneliness. I have abilities that they don't have, but I can't integrate into their world; I'm suspended in mid-air, but I'm closer to the dust on the ground than anyone else.
I tried to prove myself. In a crowded subway station, I tried to adjust my posture and tried to use the height of ten centimeters to cross a small step. I held my breath, mobilized all my thoughts, and trembled slightly with my feet, trying to break through the invisible barrier. However, no matter how hard I tried, my body was always firmly within the ten centimeter limit. In the end, like a funny dwarf, I struggled to move my steps, and together with the ten centimeters of floating height, I struggled to cross the steps. The crowd around me was still in a hurry, no one stopped or marveled, as if I was just a freak with limited mobility.
This dream is full of absurd metaphors. My superpower, which was supposed to be a symbol of freedom, turned into an embarrassing burden because of the insignificant ten centimeter limit. I can't...
