About a week ago, BQ92 appeared in one of mine---first time any AFer had done so---and she was piloting a cheap, plastic helicopter, that was just BARELY big enough for her to fit in. She was flying very low over Balboa Ave. in San Diego, not even high enough to clear some of the buildings out here. She knew what she was doing, and was completely calm, but the helicopter seemed so cheap as to be on the verge of breakage.
And then last night, i couldn't get to bed to deeply, but just deeply enough to remember my dream. I woke up and got out of my parents' guest bed, and there were three piglets and a baby gorilla, diapered, climbing out of the sheets a few seconds after I did. I opened the door into the hallway and there was some 60-ish year old guy there---a friend of my parents whom I had apparently met once at a family/friends dinner---and he started chatting me up enthusiastically trying to "catch up on old times". I went back in my room to go back to bed and he followed me into that room. I was trying to figure out how to politely shake him off.
End dream.
And then last night, i couldn't get to bed to deeply, but just deeply enough to remember my dream. I woke up and got out of my parents' guest bed, and there were three piglets and a baby gorilla, diapered, climbing out of the sheets a few seconds after I did. I opened the door into the hallway and there was some 60-ish year old guy there---a friend of my parents whom I had apparently met once at a family/friends dinner---and he started chatting me up enthusiastically trying to "catch up on old times". I went back in my room to go back to bed and he followed me into that room. I was trying to figure out how to politely shake him off.
End dream.
"For me, it is far better to grasp the Universe as it really is than to persist in delusion, however satisfying and reassuring." - Carl Sagan
