[Betty]

I get a real kick out of dreaming.

I have a friend that died right after high school in London. I found out about it several weeks later. There was no funeral around for me to attend. I used to dream about him quite a bit. It was always something similar. I'd be somewhere and there he'd be. I run up to him and exclaim: Leif - I thought you were dead! and he would reply that he was. It got to where I would dream that and then dream that I knew it was a dream. and then I would wake up. dammit.

Where's my promised dream flight?

I've flown in other dreams- usually to escape something. I seem to have trouble "taking off" as it always involves some sort of balancing like i was jumping on a moving seat or something. Never would get to high - and I always had trouble going anywhere because I couldn't navigate without seeing the streets.

Why yes. I do enjoy dreaming.