The Rocket-Pack Dreams

I had the rocket-pack dream again last night. It was boxy and was controlled by mental command at the peak of a hop-skip-jump combination. Actually, "rocket-pack" might not be the best choice of words. It didn't exactly make me fly, it was more like a charge thrust of compressed smoke clouds; not flame shooting out for prolonged air time.
There was some sky combat but I remember very little else.