Do you ever have dreams of flying? Do you dream in color or black & white?
I haven't had flying dreams for years. Perhaps I stopped having them because they always ended with my being suddenly awakened by the sensation that I had just fallen from a great distance onto my bed, with my heart pounding in fear. I have always dreamed in color and was astounded to learn, as a child, that some people dream in black and white.
One recent morning when I awakened from my dreaming, I realized that I was always young in my dreams. At a point in my life I had stopped aging and was stuck somewhere in my late twenties. In my dreams, I had seamlessly transitioned myself from childhood into adulthood without the merest notice of having done so. But here I was frozen in perpetual youth in my dream world. When I mentioned this to Tall Husband, he reminded me that we are the authors of our own dreams.
So in the next few dreams, I seemed to be my actual age. But enough of that! Rewrite! I am now back to being a mere slip of a girl. Whose dream is this anyway?