Tuesday Writing Prompt — I Can Fly!

956AD8B1-3445-42D6-AB8B-C137F802F97EThere’s this writing prompt challenge called the Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge, from the folks at Go Dog Go Café, that some of the bloggers I follow participate in. I haven’t yet done so. But when I saw the post and read that this week’s challenge is to “write anything with the topic of flying,” I decided to give it a shot.

And yes, I realize that it’s no longer Tuesday, but I’ve often been accused of coming up a day late and a dollar short, so what else is new?

Anyway, because the topic has to do with flying, I was reminded of a recurring dream I have with some regularity.9E841586-FDE2-4C91-9ACF-2087F06B0AEEIn this recurring dream, I can fly. The dream is the same every time that I have it. I start walking, lift my arms toward the sky, and suddenly I’m heading up into the air, as if I’m willing myself to defy gravity. I am floating above the ground, rising up above the trees, sailing among the clouds, and looking down at the landscape below. It’s exhilarating to be free from the tethers that bind me to the earth below.

I have no idea how I gained this incredible ability to fly, and in the context of my dream, there’s no explanation for it. There are times, though, when I’m up there savoring the experience, I become troubled by what might happen if this amazing gift of flight were to leave as suddenly and mysteriously as it appeared.

But it never does, at least not until I wake up. And when I do wake up and realize that I am, in fact, grounded, I am saddened that it was but a dream.

Oh wait. Was I supposed to write a fictional tale, a short story, for this prompt? Well, if so, in my defense, I would argue that, while having had this recurring dream is real, dreams are, by definition, fiction, since what happens in dreams is not reality. But then that begs the question: should I tag this post as “Flash Fiction” or as “Life”? Oh, I know. I have a catch-all category I call “Whatever.” Yeah, that’s the ticket. Whatever.

5 thoughts on “Tuesday Writing Prompt — I Can Fly!

    • Fandango March 20, 2019 / 11:01 am

      But first I’ve have to believe in the existence of an astral body, which I don’t.

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  1. Marleen March 20, 2019 / 12:33 pm

    I had a dream for a few nights when I was very young. I floated — or flew — high over a village or some villages and countryside, holding onto some balloons. I don’t remember, for sure, if I came down and landed every time before I woke up. I might have. I wasn’t afraid, and holding the balloons was easy. I at least came down and landed on my feet the last time. Then I stopped having the dream, and didn’t have the dream any more.

    When I told my dad about it, I think he must have heard something about dreams from somebody (or read something); he told me he thought I had been worried about something, and then that it had been resolved such that I stopped having the dream.

    I was very young and didn’t really question this. However, I had liked the dream. Wouldn’t it be more likely that I had liked something in life and that it had ended?

    It could go either way, sort of.

    Working something out might not be scary (or worrisome).

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  2. leigha66 March 26, 2019 / 5:58 am

    This was really good. Dreams can be a good source of inspiration, or whatever.

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