This is going to be short. I don't hardly remember a thing from my dreams last night, but just now, at 9:00 pm I was practically shot down by a vivid memory of last night's dream. If you're hungry for a dream story, this probably won't satiate your hunger, it's only a few lines long because it's all I remember.
I was on my bicycle. The front tire had training wheels. Even though it was an adult bike there were still children's training wheels on the front tire. I was riding on a boardwalk that was up in the air a bit of a way above the ground. There were no guard rails. It would be easy to fall off the board walk onto the ground below; one could be either greatly injured or killed. The further I rode on the boardwalk, the more narrow it became. Soon, it was just an inch wider than my front bicycle tire, and the training wheels were off the edge. If I were to lose my balance and begin to tilt, there would be no board to place my feet on, I could simply fall off. Before too long, the narrow board turned into a line, and then curved into nothingness. It simply stopped.
The next scene, I'm in a restaurant. That's all I remember.