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flying as metaphor

Dreams of Flying

my storyTammi Sloan1 Comment

Have you ever had a dream about flying?  I've been having them all of my life.  I don't recall when they started.  Maybe it was after a weekend camping trip my family took to the White Mountains in Northern New Hampshire.  We went up to see a friend of my folks hang glide.  Ever since then, I've wanted to fly.  At least that's my first recollection. I've always had a fascination and love of birds, so who knows which came first...