This is a dream.

                    Am I dreaming?

Asking to see my higher self - good idea!

Is your standard practice in dreams to "manically run and fly"?

I think that a field effect may be happening.  I am personally confident that I will have more lucid dreams and I will become more proficient while in them.  I think that this opportunity exists for all of you as well and lucid dreaming may start to happen in a spontaneous way for some of us whether we intend it or not.

Also, lucid dreaming becoming more accessible may be an example of 4th density seeping through into this reality.

I bet that it is possible for people to meet and network and talk in dreams.  I am ready to do this and I am going to give it a try.

With regard to my dream, it started with me getting a work related call at home.  It was a client or a potential client calling me.  I started to talk with the person and then I "lost trrack" and then I realized that in a professional sense that would not look very good.  The person was fading in and out on the other end, but I knew it was due to me and not problems with the phone.  I still did not realize I was dreaming.

Then I was at a social event like being at an outdoor patio area at a public bar.  I was with a group of people and it was like being with co-workers who I kind of knew but not too well.  Also, there was arts and crafts on the tables and people were working on projects. 

I started to realize that things were not normal and there was something wrong with me.  It was a dream so things were shifting and the situation was fluid and I was concerned because I was not "tracking" in the usual manner when you know what's going on.

I asked to talk to a friend of mine (I named a specific name) and soon after that, my friend was in front of me.  Ther person in front of me had the same overall posture as my friend but looked different and was not as tall.

I think that I walked out or ended up on the street.  Soon after that I was in an apartment that might have been my apartment.  There was stuff everywhere.  It was like a cross between an apartment and a machine shop.  There were high ceilings and attached to the ceiling,  there were 4 or 5 flags/tapestries in a row which all looked similar.  They made me think of items brought back from overseas travels.

At this point, for some reason, I was coming to the realization that I was probably in a dream.  I thought to look for numbers like on a watch or a cell phone and see if they changed.  That seemed to be happening, but I wasn't sure.  Then I was talking to my brother in the apartment.  He looked similar to my brother but not quite the same.  I asked "What year is it?"  His response was along the lines of "Why do you want to know what year it is, doesn't everyone know that?"  I asked again, more emphatically, "What year is it?"  and he said "1974".