My dreams this morning ran together, so I’m not sure where one stopped and the next started. My apologies for a bit of a ramble!
It started with some sort of a ghost story at the Chapel. I wrote down:
Stupid fake ghost story.
Broke the Internet. Had to take down.
Then, it became a work dream. I was trying to figure out a problem, and suddenly I was in a plane flying. I think I was the pilot. I was flying higher and higher, and was among clouds, then suddenly I broke through and I was high – flying fast – and I could see all the stars. They were big, and bright and beautiful! They were normal stars (not like the stars in my “first” dream) but they were breathtaking, nonetheless. I can’t really read my writing at the bottom of the page – something about seeing the stars, or perhaps see 13 stars??? The flying was amazing though.
Then later, I was at work, and Elizabeth called me. She asked, “How much do you think it costs to fly the plane?” I didn’t know, and she said it costs $11,000, and I had to find a way to pay her back for flying it. I thought to myself that it was very much worth the $11K. About that time, I was paid an $8,000 bonus, and then Scott W. nominated me for an award that was going to pay $2,000. So I thought to myself, “That’s not too bad – I only have to come up with $1,000.”