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Entries this day: Dream_Gymnastics Dream_Paige Dream Gymnastics 5:59am JST Friday 8 September 2006 (day 13316) I could do flying gymnastics called kilometering, a super combination of spins and flips that used no bars to apply force, but just the mind to rotate the body around any imagined object, at any level in the room, so the result was like flying and flipping and looping aroud the room in three dimensional space like Peter Pan. I had tried to do it before, but had been unable to qualify, but apparently I could do a lot more now, so my manager encouraged me to try out again, and was even willing to call the recruiter guy who judged these types of things. permalinkDream Paige 10:09am JST Friday 8 September 2006 (day 13316) In a classroom setting, Paige was a couple desks away painting a picture of a car with a custom paint job that made it look 3D. I asked what she was working on, and she was like, "I'm going to register this paint job," as in to get it trademarked. I was like, "wow, that's really cool," because I didn't know one *could* get trademarks for custom car designs. I knelt down next to her desk, and as my perspective changed, so did the 3D-ness of the car; I realized it wasn't a car with a big extra hump on the hood, but a car with a big section carved out of the hood; basically the size of a bathtub was "dented" into the hood. I was like, "double wow! I thought it was a big lump! But this is amazing; you've got the engine compressed along the edges so compactly!" even though one couldn't actually see the engine from the picture. Some type of dream-shift happened, and she was answring a question by placing a kiss on my cheek. I noted it seemed to last longer than a peck, so I turned and she was like, "that's right," and we began to kiss. A lot. All the other students who had been in the room left, and then the teacher did too, as we began to consummate our love for one another. I was like, "I've loved you since I met you, but I was just too scared to say it." She said her love for me has grown over the years, and was glad that we finally had a chance to connect. We continued to connect until I woke up. permalinkprev day next day |