
A couple of nights ago, finally I had a dream. “Finally”, because usually I don’t remember my dreams, just sleep and wake up. Yeah, that’s weird… That’s me. ![]()
I dreamed I was flying and traveling through Brazil… From Rio Grande do Norte (where I live) to Rio Grande do Sul.
So real! I felt the wind in my face and hands! And I was not flying like Superman… I did as if I really would have the power of flying… Not speedy, just normal: stopping in all brazilian states, resting in hotels, eating and meeting new people. When I opened my eyes and realized it was just a dream, I cried. As I told you, it was very, very real!
Perhaps it means that I’m a kind of person who needs a little more freedom.





