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flying boy

The dreams of my youth no longer occur.

There were two.

The first one was where I could levitate in order to avoid the monster that was jumping up in the air and trying to grab me. I never got caught but also could not seem to levitate any higher than I needed to in order to avoid the monster.

The monster had a bow and arrow which I could not escape. However, I never came back to earth where he could catch me.

Oh Crap


The second dream was always in the classroom.

I would be asked to stand up and read a passage from a textbook.

It always happened that I either had no pants on or I had an erection.


(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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