I just had an extremely strange pleasant dream.
liamstliam and I [and a crowd of other folk] were attending a circus performance held as a benefit for [someone]'s daughter. About half way through, we were picked out of the audience by the ringmaster and a clown. They brought us to one side of the big ring, strapped us into flying harnesses, and sent us up the ladders on opposite sides. We crossed tightropes, mostly hand-over-hand after falling and catching ourselves, and then Liam was asked to take a dive from a platform into a glass of water. He gracefully arced directly towards the glass, grabbed it with one hand, and pushed off from the ground with the other. He landed back on the platform on his feet again, as though someone had just pushed the reverse button. Then it was my turn. I missed both the glass and the ground, and swooped along the circus ring just a foot or two above it. Several minutes of aerobatics followed, and then we landed at the back of the ring and were taken by handlers around the side of the tent. On the way we stopped to talk to
jbsegal, who had a bag full of sunglasses with him. Every two minutes or so, he was swapping one pair for another. I complimented him on the way that this current pair brought out the green in his eyes, which is odd because he doesn't have green eyes.
Later, circus things happened, but I ignored them. I was too happy from my time flying.
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Later, circus things happened, but I ignored them. I was too happy from my time flying.