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The Flying Game

It just dawned on me that this dream switched on me. When it started, I was with Andy and I was supposed to be going somewhere with her but first she had to run an errand first which was to supply a customer/friend with some product. I was following her along this very strange trail. It seems that she lived in a remote place and shared a driveway and walkways with others and she was having me follow her to someone else’s home nearby. I thinking I was floating. The terrain was very beach like with few plants and those that were there survived in arid climates. We finally made it to this huge party where some people were having their hair done and each was wearing a cape. A few people came out and started chatting. They all seemed to be wealthy and really or pretentiously sophisticated. The person that she was to give the product to was a blonde man who was really sophisticated and I felt a little uneasy. Next…

I was playing this game with some kids and we were able to fly. TI don’t reallyl know what the rules ofe the game were… When I came into the dream, I jad just won something very good. I was able to go to different pots and collect whatever I anted out of them The pots were in different places and there were two at the moment that I was fetching items from. They were both up in the air about 20 feet and I had flown up to them and was reaching into the one on the right and gravving these egg shaped translucent, red balls. There were toys and and candy there also but in tis particular pot, I’m was more interested in these than anything else. The on on the left didn’t have these balls so I was picking ou some candies that I liked. One of hte kids was complaining that I was going to be taking everything and I replied that that wasn’t so, I was leaving plenty behind for other kids. I descended down near the ground to get some from another pot but the game wasn’t waiting for me so I hurried at this one as the game continued.

It was a sort of hide and seek cum tag thing and there was a kid that was it and he was pretty furiosly after me. I had to do something to free the other kids that had been caught by him. He pursued me into the sky and was so close to catching me but somehow I kept alluding him. At one point I blew a gust of air at him and managed to keep him just far away enough that he couldn’t tag me as we flew through the air, twisting and covorting. Finally I descended again to get closer to the the area where the game was taking place and hovered around the constructions built out of wood that created the fort-like atmosphere where we played. It seemed like at some point, we were even under water. The kid that was “it” was younger than I and we must have been between 10 – 15.

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