Tuesday, February 15, 2011

With All That Fresh Snow, I was Skiing on Dirt

In this cool skiing dream, I was swooshing down a large mountain at the Squaw Valley ski resort.  At first I was on some lush powder and then I was on dirt and small rocks.  I could see other people skiing on the snow but I couldn’t seem to get myself off the dirt.  I then skied over this jump and caught some pretty good air.


By mid air I noticed I was now flying over a small rectangular lake that was surrounded by bleachers with thousands of screaming fans.  As if I knew what I was doing, I performed some twists and flips and landed perfectly on a stage at the far end of the lake. The crowd stood up and gave me a standing ovation.

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