Always flying when I was growing up. And ice skating like Peggy Fleming. I do not have the flying dreams anymore. But I still have dreams about ice-skating fantastically. I guess my feet are on the ground and my high flying dreams are gone? In high school we had to write an end of semester presentation and oratory that we gave in front of the class. Mine was on dreams and I had researched it for a semester. Of course, dreams are all symbolic, I believe. My teacher nearly fainted when I told the class if you dream about a snake you were dreaming about sex. Oops.
I love the image of the cornfield becoming the welcoming place for you. That's just beautiful. Beautiful writing - and dreaming.
Always flying when I was growing up. And ice skating like Peggy Fleming. I do not have the flying dreams anymore. But I still have dreams about ice-skating fantastically. I guess my feet are on the ground and my high flying dreams are gone? In high school we had to write an end of semester presentation and oratory that we gave in front of the class. Mine was on dreams and I had researched it for a semester. Of course, dreams are all symbolic, I believe. My teacher nearly fainted when I told the class if you dream about a snake you were dreaming about sex. Oops.
I still got an A. Snap!