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I've had a really simple one since I was about 4. It usually happens during a mud day nap where I'm so soundly asleep I don't know where I am when I wake up
I'm sitting on a muddy shore of a lake that stretches to the horizon. It's smooth as glass and reflecting beautiful warm colors from the sky. I'm partly in the water leaning on some exposed tree roots. It's perfectly warm. For some reason there's a very old wrinkled boot in the mud. That's it- nothing happens, but I'm totally relaxed. It's like being in an isolation chamber
I still have the one where I'm signed up for a class and forget to go for the whole semester
Flying is fun. It starts with me being able to do extraordinarily long jumps, and then figuring out how to tread air and swim through it. Can't have that one too often!
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