I take an airplane rides from my hometown in upstate New York to South America.
My destination is a different country on each visit. I remember nothing about each country that I visit. The dream is about the trip and the excitement of making it.
The plane ride is very comfortable and, at times, very fast. Sometimes I even have to lie down in a spaceship like seat because the plane is designed so aerodynamically.
I make this trip at least once per week for several months.
I log each trip in my diary (which doesn’t exist because I have never kept a diary).
(Additional dreams will be published in the following days. In the meantime you may check out my books – – HERE – – if you wish.)
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