dream_exercise epitome of incomprehensibility I'm flying through the halls into a school auditorium, and flying feels a lot like swimming. As I swoop down to reach a low doorknob, my muscles straining, I think, "Even though I'm getting older - like, I FEEL that - I've gotten in relatively good shape this summer. It doesn't always feel easy, but I can move around okay." 240713 ... e_o_i Two nights ago, a climbing gym insisted on being next to Atwater metro across two different dreams. Just right next to the station. I could go in, get a harness on, and start climbing as if I were ten years younger. 240722 ... raze i used to do a lot of this. there i'd be, minding my own business in the middle of a dream, when i'd end up eating something unhealthy, usually without even meaning to. then i would panic and start running to try and burn off the empty calories. it didn't matter where i was. i once launched into an anxiety-driven exercise routine on a spaceship. i think some part of my brain was afraid i would gain back what i'd lost, having never been that big before, and then dealing with the cognitive dissonance of shedding all that weight and seeing an almost unfamiliar person in the mirror. it took a while to get used to having more than four shirts i could comfortably wear, and to realize the changes i'd made were going to stick. my dreams are kinder to me now (at least most of the time). 240723 what's it to you? who go blather from