I dreamed I was in Courtland ,
CA to go to a wedding with a
friend.
We decided to fly in an old wooden shack, not much bigger
than a doll house. The shack had minimal furnishings with open windows and
flowing shears.
Since we both knew how to dream fly, it was just a matter of
lifting the shack, which was accomplished by a rather large helium balloon.
The wedding was fantastic and there we many exotic animals
in attendance including a very large bull India elephant.
I was allowed to fly the shack back home, and I made a
perfect landing in the original spot back in Courtland.
As a departing gift, I was handed a gallon of Tropicana
Orange Juice, Lots of Pulp.
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4 comments:
That is the coolest flying shack I've ever seen.
And there were at least two pallets of orange juice.
I wish I had a flying shack!
I would need no-pulp O.J. for that to be a good dream!
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