15
Feb
I dreamt of flight last night. It wasn’t the shooting through the clouds kind of dream, but atleast I was flying/floating over short distances.
Baby steps 
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I was in some sort of a fair where people were selling different kinds of things. I was flying over tents , one tent to another. Never flying too high, but still so fun and liberating. I was searching for something. Or someone? I think at one stall I stopped and asked where I could go to get a facial re-constructive surgery. The stall ladies were very kind and started laughing and told me that I was rather good looking to get plastic surgery. Nevertheless they pointed me to some super expensive doctor’s tent. Weird. Seems I’m so low on self-confidence that I need someone in my dreams to make me feel better about myself, haha.
I then flew away again. Flying wasn’t that easy though. If I tried really hard, I’d merely fall back to the ground. I had to try just the right amount to be able to fly. Soon I was inside the compartment of a train/stairway (the place kept on switching between the two).I was with my Indore friends and showing them my flying skills. But just for fun, I was making them think that it was some sort of a trick. They tried to copy in vain and even searched for wires above my head .
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