Have you dreamed of flying lately?

Yes, I had a great flying dream last weekend. After having a series of nightmares about work for 3 days in a roll, it was certainly a welcome change.

First my mom, John (my bro) and I went on an airplane for L.A. The inside of the plane was like a shuttle bus, but instead of normal 2 rows of seats there were filthy folding beds that you could lay on. 3 of them diagonally in a row. Mom wasn't happy and said something like she wish we were driving to L.A.

Then Jack and I went to this narrowed, swimming pool size in-door physical training camp. Only everyone being trained were young Chinese women, except Jack and I (I guess). Since we were late comers, all these women looked down on us.

In this qualification exam, we were supposed to walk from one side of the room to the other. Jack and I were the first to get to the other side, because we ran. The trainer was impressed. Then the rusty door was opened, and there were a lot of people coming after us from outside.

Jack and I rushed out of the room and started running fast. We ran and ran, then all of a sudden, we started flying. I flew over a big park, high above the green lawn and trees. I could see people playing balls and relaxing under the trees. I just enjoyed it.