• I'm flying all around the countryside and I feel it. The wind, my wings-it's true. When I land I feel my feet touch the ground. I land gracefully.
  
  
• I fly just above the ground.
  
  
• I dreamed i was flying through the air and landing on a table. Some day I'll fly away.
  
  
• That I fly.
  
  
• In the dream I am a grown man, myself in figure but I am airborne for the first time in my life, (possible pun) arms outsrtetched gliding and gently dipping among the thermals high above a familiar ocean bay that Ihave known all my life...I amsomewhat confident...I have studied pilot training (in truth also) so I know what I am doing is testing my ailerons and rudder in gentle maneuvers before I explore the edge of my flight envelope on this test flight...I hear and feel the wind ruffling my clothes as I dive and pull up. it is fresh and clear and beautiful, but I am tenous. I see the surface of the water and want to dive and pull up so that I skim the surface of the water at my top speed...I commit to the maneuver...I nose down and have immediatly exceeded the speed that is my recognised flight envelope so I pull up...I feel my muscles staining to recover to horizontal flight...I amafraid to crash in the water...I keep pulling my arms down to correct my critical altitude...The water is hard. I am sure it will kill me at this speed...I am strained to the edge of my strength and I begin to arc up. The ground effect gives me just enough lift and I fly at a stunning speed just inches above the blue waves..."I did it" I say to myself..."I did it"...I am joyful ...I can fly...I knew it...I admire the blur of the waves at this speed...Then I gently dip my fingers and touch the surface of the water and the spray of the cool water makes me ecstatic as the flume spays off my fingertips...I fly just above the water and it is the greatest moment in my life.
  
  
• Falling from great heights and waking just before hitting the ground.
  
  
• Once I saw in my dream an eagle perched on my loft bed. He took me on a ride around the world. He took me back to my bed, and he said good night.
  
  
• As a child I would dream of flying through our apartment. I liked going up and down the stairs.
  
  
• It was exhilerating and terrifying at the same time; I would flap my arms frantically trying to take off, ounce I gained some height, I would enjoy the soaring, up and up. I would fly through buildings, over trees, most of the time trying to escape someone chaseing me. Most of the time , on my back I would be carrying my family to safety. i would wake up with a fast heart beat.
  
  
• I can fly! And my arms get tired...I love it!
  
  
• I dream of flying with Nancy, forever.
  
  
• I have dreamed of riding a magic carpet over all the sidewalks in my town. For some reason my magic carpet was restricted to hovering above side walks. I remember in my dream I was so happy zooming as fast as I could up and the hills. Another dream, one I had during my track and feild years, was of going over a hurdle and knocking it down over and over and over.

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