I have not flown in my sleep in decades and I could only fly in my childhood backyard because I needed the back screen door handle to boost me up. I’d hold on to it and kick my legs backward until I was floating, let go of the door handle and swim through the air.
4 thoughts on “247/365 Flying in my sleep”
Love this. Love this shot!
Swimming is exactly how sleep-flying feels to me, too.
Great photo! I don’t know if I’ve ever flown in my dreams. My daughter Gillian did it a lot, but she had more talents than I.
Gorgeous photo. I think sometimes I swam when I flew in my dreams too.