Flying High
I'm in some sort of funpark adventure where there is this pool of water that does these odd waves that people come to ride. There is a bank on the other side that people get out at and make their way back to where they started. For some reason, I am not interested in going back to where I started. Instead, I climb over the fence in search of something beyond. I have Jonathan with me and it is a struggle to get the both of us across. He is older and not the baby he is now.
Next I remember being in my house, but it wasn't the same house. It was a strange house yet I knew it was mine. We're in the midst of a huge thunderstorm and the rain somehow buckled the side of one of my walls like paper does when it gets wet. I'm worried and concerned about how we'd ever be able to sell this place and get out if there is such massive damage done. There are people with me, I suppose they are family, but nobody I know.
Before I know it, I'm off in an old-style car with a family. I suppose it was my own but it wasn't the same family I know. They were more like something out of a 60's tv show or something. We're driving through the rain and suddenly the storms begin to behave very unusual. The sky is bright blue with black clouds in the far off distance. It's almost digital looking. Everything began to float as though gravity was decreasing. Suddenly, we were flying through the air and everything was flying around and at us. It was a continuous battle to dodge all of the flying objects as everything seemed to be moving at high speeds. Everything that was not attached to the earth was in the air, and I remember these huge, life-sized pieces of fruit flying at us!
We come across this pond, no, it was really where water had flooded the area. All of us plunged into the water to try and rescue people. I remember coming up with animals, even a chicken. The people who lived in these homes were inside circus cages, but happy and thanking us. These cages, somehow, were safe places for them. Then that lousey alarm clock went off and I had to wake up. Darn, hate it when that happens. lol.
Next I remember being in my house, but it wasn't the same house. It was a strange house yet I knew it was mine. We're in the midst of a huge thunderstorm and the rain somehow buckled the side of one of my walls like paper does when it gets wet. I'm worried and concerned about how we'd ever be able to sell this place and get out if there is such massive damage done. There are people with me, I suppose they are family, but nobody I know.
Before I know it, I'm off in an old-style car with a family. I suppose it was my own but it wasn't the same family I know. They were more like something out of a 60's tv show or something. We're driving through the rain and suddenly the storms begin to behave very unusual. The sky is bright blue with black clouds in the far off distance. It's almost digital looking. Everything began to float as though gravity was decreasing. Suddenly, we were flying through the air and everything was flying around and at us. It was a continuous battle to dodge all of the flying objects as everything seemed to be moving at high speeds. Everything that was not attached to the earth was in the air, and I remember these huge, life-sized pieces of fruit flying at us!
We come across this pond, no, it was really where water had flooded the area. All of us plunged into the water to try and rescue people. I remember coming up with animals, even a chicken. The people who lived in these homes were inside circus cages, but happy and thanking us. These cages, somehow, were safe places for them. Then that lousey alarm clock went off and I had to wake up. Darn, hate it when that happens. lol.
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