Hanggliding, Plane Flying, and Old Friends
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, 03-16-2011 at 02:47 PM (476 Views)
Dream - Lucid - AP
I was in a huge, open field with rolling hills. It was dusk. I was with some guy. I had a small airplane with a hangglider attatched to the back of it, though the hangglider didn't have any sails or anything, it was just a bar to hold on to attatched to a cord that was attatched to the plane. We were going to fly the plane and hangglide. I remember hanggliding on the back of the plane. My left hand slipped, but I got my grip back. I was not afraid, however. I was excited! There were a couple of times that I almost became lucid, but I quickly forgot. I also remember flying the plane. Both the hanggliding and plane flying were exhilerating experiences.
I remember it then being nighttime, and me and the guy were going somewhere else to fly. I remember driving on the interstate. Then, I remember encountering my old roommate, Katherine. I don't remember where we were, but I remember her saying she wanted to shoot her cat because he was becoming too much of a hassle. I wanted to offer to take him from her so she didn't shoot him, but I knew it would be pointless to try to change her mind. She seemed pretty dead-set on killing her cat. I also remember seeing her cat. He was his normal self, exactly as I remember him from waking life.
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I had a weird sore on my index finger, and it was surrounded by a strange, red, dotty rash. It was very sore to touch. I tried looking up "sore inflamed finger" on Google, but all that came up were Sesame Street clips. I also remember my friend Courtney being with me at some point.
I was then at my old friend Andrew's house. We were talking, and I apologized for how things ended up with our friendship (in waking life, we kind of just stopped talking after he tried to ask me on a date and I didn't really want to go). He started talking to his dog. I think his family was there as well. Then, I started taking a shower in the middle of his living room. A few other people were there now. I stopped for some reason, talked to Andrew some more, and one of the other people. Then, I had someone plug the shower back in (apparently it was an electric shower, haha...how ironic). The socket was behind a couch. They did, and I explained that I was almost done showering. I started to shower again.