FryingMan

+ flying, water, ring, boat to NY
I start running down F @ S outside childhood home. I soon lean forwards with my hands behind me at my waist (like rudders) and take off flying. There's is some guy following me, a friend. I get to A and hang a dramatically rolling left "banking" high up to the right before straightening out. The friend is following me and I want to show off. So I do a vertical loop-de-loop and am a bit concerned about face planting into the pavement at the bottom of the loop but I pull it off fine. Then something weird happens with a large fence to the right, my friend is hanging up there?

I'm continuing to fly above the roadway down the typical path we take down the hill. The road is replaced with deep, vivid blue ocean water. I think for a second about going back home for my swim goggles but decide just to continue forwards. The water color is really striking.

I'm on my way to New York to buy a ring for my wife. Should I have invited her along? Maybe she would enjoy the trip. It's too late. I'll have to call her and ask her her ring size over the phone.

I'm getting on a boat to take me to meet my brother in law in New York to buy the ring. The captain says we're starting out by stopping in New Orleans. I think Whoa, NO is *way* out of the way to NY! I wonder how many times per day they make this round trip, and that people rely on shippers to have a regular schedule so they can move the things they need to move.

+ in park, at a stake/marker to underground area. I see things in the far distance across a large open field. Then I go underground and come up and I'm much farther along the field and the things I saw in the distance are much closer. I'm with two boys and we're hopping with long strides over the ground. I notice and say how depressions in the ground when we walk over it (or just before we step on it?)

+ at a picnic table with family. My mother is sitting across from me and gives me a cup of some sort of fish-fruit juice. I taste it, it has a mildly floral flavor. I say it doesn't taste of fish, just fruit. (She says it must taste of fish?) She says it's very good for you.

My brother in law is operating (across the table from me on my left next to my mother) a large spinning knife sharpening system. He's going to sharpen the knife. My mother places her hands into the metal thing for some reason, I tell her to get her hands out of there.