Pixie Tail

Okay my dream from last night is fading fast so let’s see what I can get down.

What I remember most is having a book.. I was in some alternate reality or something but pretty much like ours. Though we were trying to escape because it wasn’t too pleasant, and so me and a man and a woman tried to take off in some sort of flying machine, like a motorcycle but with a force field around it, to get back to Earth and to safety.

I think there were more people but only the three of us made it back. We were sad that the others didn’t make it back with us, but they could still get through somehow.

Then the dream changed so that I wasn’t part of the dream, it was a book instead and I was reading it. I had read it years ago, actually, and had just gotten the second book in the series and was talking to the man about it. And we both liked it so I was going to finish reading the second book then loan it to him.

There was no need for drug rehabs in the dream, but it was kinda a strange dream anyway.