A few minutes before the alarm clock rang this morning, I was dreaming of a cartoon character who was talking on a TV screen. Then, I felt myself being led into a lounge where people were having conversations. I felt like I was riding on my pillow. As I slid around the lounge, I saw other people who were flying high above me. So, I too wanted to fly like they do.
By focusing on it, I was able to get as high as they and found myself looking at a window near the roof. I looked outside and found that the lounge itself was flying in space and there were other lounges flying outside. So, I continued to fly around the lounge above the other people who were still sitting on the sofa chatting. I wondered if they too can fly. When I awoke, I wondered what caused this dream? It was probably due to the beer I drank before going to sleep. It was Sierra Nevada IPA, with a Torpedo label.
