#78
Such an odd dream I had last night.
I dreamt that I was soaring through the skies. Something was holding me down and my lungs felt so pressured as if something has landed on top of me. I tried to look at myself to see what’s up, but all I could see was the cloud-less skies and the ever dominant glare of the sun.
No matter what I did, I only felt one feeling and that was sheer and utter curiosity. I wanted to know who or what I was. What I was doing? Where was I? All of these questions kept coming on top of me as (in my dream time) what felt like years soared by me.
As I flew for far longer than I could have even possibly imagined, my one and only feeling faded away and up ahead of me were clouds. They weren’t the ordinary ones that we see everyday, but were scattered about like raindrops on your hand when you hold out your hand in the rain and let only a few droplets fall onto your palm.
I reached out and grabbed hold of one of the glowing raindrop clouds but…
Uh… I woke up yelling when I felt a free fall like sensation like I was skydiving and yeah. :(
