Last night I had a dream that kind of stayed with me. Every once in a while I have these kinds of dreams. Most of the time I forget them. I think this happens to most of us.
In my dream I was on a cloud. I was also 5 maybe 6 years old. There was just the whistle of the wind as I flew softly through the air. It was nothing but air, blue skies and me. I was wearing my brown sweater that I like and had my comfort object.