From: Richard.Silk@Juno.Com   
      
   Had a rather "well-lit" dream just now, from around between 7:30 AM and 10:30   
   AM, as I was rather sleepy following breakfast so I took a couch-nap, which led   
   to:   
      
   The dreamer's attention was caught by the presence of a hot-air balloon   
   (gondola   
   and all) floating barely a foot above ground level as it went floating along   
   the   
   back field (south to north) behind Reeves-Rogers School behind my childhood   
   home   
   on Scottland Drive.   
      
   There was at least one person associated possibly *in* the gondola, *or*   
   somehow   
   hanging from the edge of the basket (somewhat difficult to remember precisely)   
   although the dreamer had a sense that there must've been a support team who   
   *helped* the dreamer get the balloon set up and launched from somewhere further   
   south, closer to the actual school.   
      
   The dreamer was interested to see such a thing, considering that maybe the   
   reason the balloon wasn't up in the sky may have been because the idea may have   
   had something to do with low-level flight-rides, making landing / recovery /   
   reset an easier task, however, when the dreamer went out to see it all closer   
   up, the dreamer found the balloon team further back in the direction from which   
   they'd come, a bit to the left (further south) within the field, rather than   
   off   
   to the the right (north) which is where they'd been traveling, with the balloon   
   on the ground, deflated, being packed up for travel back to wherever they store   
   it.   
      
   Someone came out with a medium-sized remote control (fixed wing) airplane   
   (similar to a Cessna model, overhead wing) but had it landed in the back yard   
   proper of my home, rather than out in the field.   
      
   As the dreamer neared the model plane, a friend of mine (IRL, Larry D.) was   
   approaching from behind my position, and he said something *just a hair sharp*   
   towards the kid with the airplane, similar to (but not verbatim) "Be careful   
   with that thing— ya coulda ripped the balloon's air bag" (which would've   
   destroyed the balloon, or created such a rip in the fabric that it would've   
   been   
   unable to fly.)   
      
   Whatever was said, the kid (perhaps around 10 or 11 years old?) "fought back"   
   in   
   the only way he could at that point— he launched the plane *directly at* Larry,   
   veered just enough to the left of Larry's face (Larry's right) that the plane   
   missed hitting him, then as the plane was pulling up, it skimmed the shingles   
   of   
   the roof on the house and took off.   
      
   The plane circled back and landed right next to the kid, much like a trained   
   falcon or a boomerang, and the dreamer kneeled down beside the kid and placed a   
   (right) hand upon the kid's (left) shoulder, said in something of a parental   
   tone:  "First, that was some great flying, but second, you barely missed   
   hitting   
   Larry in the face, so you might want to be careful as to where you aim that   
   thing.  Third, and this is something you really may want to consider, that's a   
   new roof on that house, and it costs upwards of 20 thousdand dollars.  If you'd   
   damaged it, do you have $20 thousand dollars to replace it?"   
      
   (The idea being to help the kid consider personal responsibility for his   
   actions.)   
      
   The kid's father (or a father figure) was standing a few feet away, and the   
   dreamer felt that the words were of value to the father as well, seeing as how   
   the dad should've had better control over his own son.   
      
   The reason the guy was likely the kid's father is because they looked just   
   alike, only the father being some 20+ years older than the son.   
      
   Now this is just a hunch, but I have the feeling that the father/son   
   combination   
   *could* be the *same* person, as seen from two different perspectives in time,   
   being addressed at a "common" point in time by the dreamer's perspective.   
   Regardless....   
      
   The father said something along the lines of, "Now only if you could talk some   
   sense into" [the people living behind them.]   
      
   The guy pointed the dreamer's view in the direction of Raleigh Court, which   
   runs   
   north off of Hanover Street (maps.app.goo.gl/eYgWfB22tWQKhrT87) and the dreamer   
   sees a line of 3-story apartment blocks running along the western side of   
   Raleigh Court.   
      
   This view was surprising to the dreamer, as (even today) that street has always   
   been lined with single residence, single story homes.  So the dreamer took a   
   *good* look, and noticed at least two, possibly three distinct blocks of   
   3-story   
   apartment buildings (where before there'd been only houses) and was thinking   
   something along the lines of:  "I must've been away longer than I thought!" (a   
   bit of the Rip Van Winkle syndrome?)   
      
   The guy was telling the dreamer something about how the landlord lived in the   
   second building (running south-to-north) on the second floor, and that they had   
   a kid (possibly a brat daughter) who was a real menace, and likely the source   
   of   
   a bad influence upon the man's son (who had flown the model airplane.)   
      
   The dreamer had half an idea to go investigate the claim when the dream ended,   
   clarity 9+ overall, but *possibly* dealing with the elements of the perception   
   of "time."   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)