I'm late for a lot of hockey games. And if I'm not late, I've forgotten my equipment, and can't play. I've never actually made it onto the ice yet.
I have a lot of dreams where I can't fly, but I kind of push myself off of walls and ceilings to move really quickly, kinda like a monkey swinging through trees.
When I was in high school I spent a lot of time analyzing my dreams, and at one point I was very good at stepping into my dreams and dictating what happened in them.
I can't run in any of my dreams. If I try to move my legs really fast, it's like Luigi in Mario 2, where his legs move really fast, but he doesn't go anywhere. I need to push myself off of walls and ceilings to move at all.
I've had a recurring dream since I was a wee lad, and it's impossible to describe. But even now, if I have the dream, it's frickin' terrifying. To the point where it's difficult to go to work that day, I'm so freaked out.
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