bobquasit | A Dream of Flying

I dreamed about flying when I was in Maine this weekend.

I dream a lot about flying anyway. I love those dreams. But this one was unusual. For one thing, I flew a lot more than I usually do. And for another, I talked about flying a lot in the dream.

You see, I dreamed that I'd been dreaming about flying, and then woke up. My first reaction was "Cool! I really flew! I can't wait to write about this in LiveJournal!".

But I remembered that it had been a dream. And then I realized (still in the dream, mind you) that although I'd just dreamed about flying, I had actually flown the day before...which, of course, I had dreamed in the same dream.

Confused? So was I. Still, it was nice believing for a few minutes that I really could fly. And I think it's amusing that my first thought was that I could write about it here. :D