Another flying dream last night (yeah, whatever), but this one wasn't so good - the people on the ground who were after me were able to almost keep up with me. And I had been given a gun (reminded me of an AK-47 or how I imagine an 'assault rifle' would look), but this was plastic and didn't actually do anything. I think eventually I took refuge in this warehouse where this girl had set up this enormous computer near the roof of the warehouse. It was all a bit suspicious though . . . she had body guards and claimed the computer was there so that she could 'listen to music'. Yeah, right. Then I woke up. I usually like flying dreams, but there was too much running away in this one, too many weapons.

hmmmmmmm . . . thanks for that . . .