One night last week I had a strange and scary dream.
I used to be a commercial pilot and flight instructor. I’ve always loved flying and everything to do with aviation, though I haven’t piloted a plane in years. I occasionally think about taking it up again, but only as a hobby this time.
Therefore it makes sense that in my dream I was thinking about flying again. Here’s the rest of the dream:
Arnold, a close friend and fellow pilot in “real life” from many years ago, offered to take me flying and give me a “refresher course.”
So off we flew into the wild blue yonder.… Read more