H8 told me that he had a flying dream last night. I was instantly interested, because I have flying dreams all the time, and I wanted to see how his compared to mine.
My flying dreams tend to come in two flavours. First are the ones where I am running along the ground and take a jump and discover that my legs do not return to the surface. I float along in a sort of eternal long jump, drifting along at running speed. In these dreams I can get maybe 3 or 4 metres above the ground, just above the grasping hands of people below, but no further.
The other one is where I start at a high place and fly in a straight line to another high place. In these dreams, for some reason, I find myself often climbing onto roofs and out through small high-up windows. And there is quite often an action-movie chase going on.
When I was a younger fellow, the flying dreams usually took me into the bedrooms of cute fantasy women who would always be very, very happy to see me. Nowadays these dreams are of a more philosophical nature, and have me escaping from demons, monsters or libertarians. It’s still fun to have them, though; going to sleep in my head has never been boring.
And H8’s flying dream? It seems that H8 is a Superman flier, able to move freely in all 3 dimensions, something I could never do in the dream world. It sounds like H8 may have an exciting dream future ahead of him.