that was not the central part of the dream, but the part that stuck in my mind when i woke up and all through the day today. i don't dream of flying often, but when i do it's exhilarating and my mind wanders back to the dream for sometimes as long as a week after, and sometimes even longer. my flight last night was unusual in that it was a simple mode of transportation rather than something i did for fun, and the dynamics were totally different from past dreams. most times when i dream that i am flying, it works kind of like in super mario brothers 4 when you get the feather and can't so much fly as leap high into the air and, with a small effort, float gently back down again. only when i am doing it, i can hop on the air to go a little higher. last night it was more like swimming. i could only move with any speed by flapping my arms and kicking my legs, and i could rest and float by taking a deep breath and holding it. most of the dream has completely faded, but i remember that i was flying from somewhere around the intersection of 66 and 22 in delmont out towards new kensington of all places. my flight was complicated by the fact that i was holding a rather large book that made it difficult to really flap my arms efficiently. i am sad to say that this book was most likely the third installment in the twilight series and i was unwilling to let it go. in other news, i tried to buy this book tonight and found out that it doesn't come out in paperback for another couple of weeks, and i just can't bring myself to shell out the big bucks for a hard cover. i am only somewhat embarrassed that i am wrapped up in a teenage vampire drama/romance. i figured i'd give it a shot since so many people rave about it, and i wanted something fun to read on vacation. while not the pinnacle of groundbreaking literature, the books have so far been entertaining, and that's all i'm looking for right now!
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