I had another flying dream again. I love flying dreams. As crazy as it sounds ... they always seem real. I don't remember all the details from this one but I know I was back in the Caribbean flying over the island. I didn't have wings ... I just lifted off the ground. I also remember flying over some kids going home from school. They were jumping and reaching ... trying to catch me.

Dreams of flying always make me awake ... wide-eyed and wondering. Like ... what if I believed enough ... could it happen? If I leapt from a cliff and truly believed ... could I save myself? Push all doubt out of my head and save myself.