Originally posted by catnapper
I go through periods of time where I have bad dreams. I dream that I can fly. I would be flying around happy as can be, then all of the sudden somebody would start chasing me. Then I either can't go fast enough to get away, or high enough. All the while I KNOW I have the ability to do either. Then I wake up COLD because I've kicked all the blankets off the bed.
Wow, I used have the exact same reoccurred dream, except that whatever was chasing me was extremely evil and out of this world. The flying motions I made to fly up and away were more like a swimmers breast stroke.


Finn’s mom, I’m from Germany, but I’ve never seen giant hawk sized mosquitoes there before.LOL! Are you sure they were mosquitoes?