I recently realized,

I don't dream, like I used to. Been a long time since I've had a 'flying' dream, and they were SO cool. Another recurring dream had to do with diving off a springy diving board into the pool. I could judge my mental health, by the height of the spring I'd get, the quality of the board, the pool water and my control of the dive, etc. Kinda like flying, but different. Don't have those any more, either. Just part of growing old, I guess, but I kinda miss it...

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