I only remember a little of my dream from last night. I remember being with someone, a friend, I don’t know who it was… but he (I think it was a he) gave me this type of kite thing with lots of strings on it. I tied myself in, and it caught the wind and flew up, taking me with it.

It was a small kite, probably no bigger than a couple feed wide. Rectangle. But boy it lifted me right off my feet, and he said I only have to go a little way up in case I get scared. But I wasn’t, and I let it take me high over Salt Lake City and I could see the whole city, trees, and we got close to the mountains and then landed in a field.

It was fun.