I wish I could dream of chocolate, sounds much nicer. I tend to have weird dreams.
Last night I dreamt that I had an argument with my parents and decided to run away from home. I flew out my bedroom window and used a cross channel ferry to go to France where I flew around a bit. I then went onto Italy and Spain where I got chased by the police who wanted to catch a flying boy so I went back home.
This isn't the first time I've dreamt of flying either, a few times I have dreamt of being back in University halls and levitating from room to room saying hello to people.
(go on, someone figure what that's all about)