Thursday, July 8th, 2010
Last night I dreamt that a family forced me to go hang gliding. I was terrified, and I told them I did not have the upper body strength to hang on to the hang glider. The parents ignored me and shoved me out into the air along with themselves and their son. I kept protesting that I could not hang on, until that I saw that neither could the son. He fell from his hang glider and started to plummet to Earth. The parents casually banked their own hang gliders, confident that they could catch their son before he hit the ground.
But they couldn't.
I landed and watched the inconsolable parents as they cradled the body of their son. And then I woke up.
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