I've long wished for active dreaming. Only had it happen a couple of times: once I woke up three times, with only the last one being real; another time I was writing a list of the dream elements that I could remember, but I knew it was odd because I was writing the list in pencil (something I don't do unless it's the only implement available).
I dream a lot, and they're usually exceedingly strange. I rather enjoy them.
I feel good today because I got on the bike even though it was windy. I rode the bus on the way *to* school because it was really windy but I rode home. Feel good about that. I've neglected my poor bicycle for too long.
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Why cycling? Anything [sport] that had to do with a ball, I wasn't very good at.
-Lance Armstrong
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