Falling into Dreams.
Dreams are the most creative and crazy part of my entire life. theyr the part where everything is just perfect, and the way i always wish for it to be. the part where i can imagine that everything is "all-good". and then i wake up.
Dont you hate that? its not so much the falling that hurts, as the part where you hit the ground. and the higher you are, the faster you fall, the harder you're hit.
yes.
now, i must commence my dream;
it was a weird setting, someplace in the country, and yet no;, almost like a park.Everyone from band class was there(70 ppl) and plus a couple extras. it was one of those flying dreams. the kind where you can do anything, and you ARE anything. from what i can remember, i was walking down a pathway, sort of like the path at the park here where we had that crazy b-day party w/ pip last year. and i was happy, so i was skipping around, i came up to a tree and i made a leap for it, and on the way up i flapped my arms/wings a little, so i hovered there. i discovered the tree was ready to fall to the ground, so i pulled it off, and layed it on the ground. An old man saw me and he was amazed. after i did that, i flew away, untill i realised i was flying to high. way above the power lines, and that scared me a little. so i stoped flying. i kinda floated down to the ground and landed softly, but then i found out that a woman whos sheep/rabit/whatever else farm i landed by was having trouble, because her animals were getting out of the open gate. so i rounded them all up and locked the gate again for her, and went to help her but the rabbits all back in their cage. one of them was hurt, so i healed it somehow, and then i flew away. i came to a big feild, right beside where all the band kids were, and there was a whole bunch of combines there. i flew around helping them. although i dont even know what i was doing, and it turned out taht my dad was in one of them. Weird because he has never been in a combine in his life, as far as i know.
afterwards there was somehow a big party in a small dark room of sorts, although it seemed more like a hallway with a second level beside the first. of course the mysterious CE was there, and that made me very happy.
then the alarm clock rang.
I love the flying dreams. they make me feel invincible or something. its great. its about time i had one too. i havent had one for the longest time.
Dont you hate that? its not so much the falling that hurts, as the part where you hit the ground. and the higher you are, the faster you fall, the harder you're hit.
yes.
now, i must commence my dream;
it was a weird setting, someplace in the country, and yet no;, almost like a park.Everyone from band class was there(70 ppl) and plus a couple extras. it was one of those flying dreams. the kind where you can do anything, and you ARE anything. from what i can remember, i was walking down a pathway, sort of like the path at the park here where we had that crazy b-day party w/ pip last year. and i was happy, so i was skipping around, i came up to a tree and i made a leap for it, and on the way up i flapped my arms/wings a little, so i hovered there. i discovered the tree was ready to fall to the ground, so i pulled it off, and layed it on the ground. An old man saw me and he was amazed. after i did that, i flew away, untill i realised i was flying to high. way above the power lines, and that scared me a little. so i stoped flying. i kinda floated down to the ground and landed softly, but then i found out that a woman whos sheep/rabit/whatever else farm i landed by was having trouble, because her animals were getting out of the open gate. so i rounded them all up and locked the gate again for her, and went to help her but the rabbits all back in their cage. one of them was hurt, so i healed it somehow, and then i flew away. i came to a big feild, right beside where all the band kids were, and there was a whole bunch of combines there. i flew around helping them. although i dont even know what i was doing, and it turned out taht my dad was in one of them. Weird because he has never been in a combine in his life, as far as i know.
afterwards there was somehow a big party in a small dark room of sorts, although it seemed more like a hallway with a second level beside the first. of course the mysterious CE was there, and that made me very happy.
then the alarm clock rang.
I love the flying dreams. they make me feel invincible or something. its great. its about time i had one too. i havent had one for the longest time.