Someone clued me in on the flying dream a while ago and I've been hoping for one ever since. Last night I had it, flying everywhere, even up above the clouds and then plunging back down through the layers. I remembering feeling the fluffiness and the moisture of the clouds in my dream. Later on, the person who was flying with me accidentally revealed that when he told me I won six million in the lottery, it was actually seven million, which meant that he had lied and kept a million for himself. I woke up feeling betrayed.
What a way to ruin a flying dream. Thanks, brain.
Sunday, May 17, 2009
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