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Whew! I’m exhausted. Do you ever have dreams of such activity that you wake up too tired for words? I can just about type now after swift application of coffee.
It’s not every night that I am on a large passenger jet, turn to look out the window only to see a Star Wars Stormtrooper strapped to the nose of a beige coloured warplane. As I recall, Stormtroopers are not known for being particularly friendly, so at first when he told our pilot to turn right and land in a busy city street I questioned his motives. But sure enough, once we landed (conveniently next to a subway entrance) there was a tornado warning and we all piled out of the plane and headed underground. Many lives were saved due to the actions of one swift thinking Stormtrooper.
Special thanks must go to my boyfriend who managed to get my new bike out of the plane and down the steps – I didn’t even see that he had it on the plane with us. Perhaps he’s right; I don’t notice the things he does for me…
As if that wasn’t enough, my subsequent dream was of my telling a friend all about my Stormtrooper dream. How very confusing. I’d love to know what dream analysts would make of this one…