> For decades, I have had dreams where I'm still in college, usually about where I > can't find my classroom, or I'm still in college and I'm late for my exams, or I'm > still in college and I can't find my dorm. DECADES! I've been like, "Why do I keep > dreaming about college!?!" > > Last night, I actually had a dream that I was in post-graduate training. YEAH! I > graduated finally! And I wasn't lost, or late. Just doin' mah job.
At least you manage to avoid getting ready to go to class when you wake up.
Back in the late eighties and most of the nineties, I was able to fly. Well, float a few inches off the ground by not putting my feet down, anyway. I know this is absolutely true, because my memories of doing so never involved anything strange other than that: I'd spend an otherwise normal day at work, occasionally floating across the floor with no one noticing, but with a few people asking what I was doing if I drifted any higher than that. I'd like to think they were impressed by my explanation, but they never showed it, really.
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