another dream post. a friend of mine writes a lot of his and its a bit inspirational. i sometimes have dreams that make me think, but i tend to forget about them before i unravel anything. maybe this way ill remember them and reflect on them later and make sense of that nonsense.
im at my grandmothers house. none of my family is around. im standing on the edge of the porch as i liked doing when i was younger. and still do when im there. i guess i liked the feeling of being high above the ground when i was younger. moving on. for some reason i know how to do bird calls and i do that to pass the time. a small flock of birds comes around.
a man shows up and says, in expression and body language alone, that he is going to join in. he begins and a murder of crows lands on the neighboring roof. after their group has fully landed and all are accounted for, they swoop down to the ground. around this point a bus appears. i dont recall it driving up, and i dont recall people being on it. but its there. and yellow or white.
suddenly the birds that myself and the mystery man had summoned morph into humans. they all join hands and ask me to join. somehow i understood that we were going to do something as a group and that they needed my help. i jump from the porch as ive done many times as a child and join the group. in perfect harmony and unison they begin flapping their arms like wings. my timing is slightly off, but i fall in soon enough. we start to leave the ground flying into the sky. i see that we're somehow taking the bus with us.
and then the wake up.
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