The other night I dreamed I could fly. Actually, it was more like floating. It seemed odd and I looked for signs it was a dream but soon convinced myself it was real enough.
And of course I woke up eventually, but for that short time I could fly. To just be able to actually dream the impossible is one of the things that gets us thinking and on the road to transcendence. Whatever it is that dreams of flying actually mean but for now, who cares?
I am grateful that these dreams exist!
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