Logical

   I guess it is logical.  As I grow weaker, less able to do things in daily life, in my dreams, I grow bolder stronger, more capable.

   Today I lay down exhausted...two minutes later I woke up completely unaware of where I was.  Then as soon as I got oriented and began to nap I had a dream.

I was flying my little Ercoupe, a two place plane I used to fly, but which I sold (gave away for a thousand dollars) twenty years ago.  In my dream I  chose to land off field, in the parking lot a university in the mountains.  (what could that be?)  Without checking with anybody I left it there for five days, taking the parking spots for three cars.

When I went back, I taxied to the gate where the parking lot attendant wanted to charge me for leaving my airplane there.  I didn't think he should charge, it's having been such a remarkable feat of piloting.  But he wanted $105.  I argued and negotiated and only got him down to one hunderd.  But by then I realized that he had a point. I paid.

But I couldn't taxi through the gate which was less than thirty feet wide.  So, get this, I picked up the plane, which in real life would weigh over a thousand pounds, and carried it sideways thrugh the gate.  Then I had to carry is sideways down the driveway to the road where I could take off.

Then I made some approaches to an airport that I once dreamed up, years ago.  So my dreams linked one to another years apart. Anyway my flying was sensational.

I like dreams like that.