I have dreams of flying once or more a week, and I have two kinds - the good ones and the frustrating ones. In the good ones I can go screaming through the jetstream with the slightest effort of will. In the frustrating ones I can usually manage third-story level gliding at approximately a brisk walking pace, if I focus really hard.
Usually in the frustrating ones I satisfy myself with amazing my friends and astounding my relatives by going "Hey can you see if you can reach that, way up there? Actually never mind I'll just..." (Insert flight.) Or I find spiral staircases and fly up the middle while making fun of all the people who have to walk / get stuck in a crowded hallway and go "screw this, I'm *flying* to class" / etc.
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branchandroot
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Date: 2010-02-24 07:02 pm (UTC)Usually in the frustrating ones I satisfy myself with amazing my friends and astounding my relatives by going "Hey can you see if you can reach that, way up there? Actually never mind I'll just..." (Insert flight.) Or I find spiral staircases and fly up the middle while making fun of all the people who have to walk / get stuck in a crowded hallway and go "screw this, I'm *flying* to class" / etc.
As for wingsuits - I would be happy to die doing that. Or getting shot down while flying a combat mission, like Antoine de St-Exupéry. I think I might be mildly obsessed with flight.