I was flying over the open ocean. No land in sight. Sunny and warm out, a few fluffly clouds. Didn't feel exhilirated though, like flying was a normal thing. Instead felt a sense of purpose, like I was flying _to_ somewhere specific. But can't remember where.
After a few minutes of flight a cloud passed in front of the sun, and I could see the shadow of the cloud over the ocean. Suddenly I was afraid, and I woke up.