|Posted: July 4, 2008, 6:38 pm - IP Logged|
I was in some sort of auditorium waiting on a physical check-up and I didn't know why until I came out with a clean Bill of Health. I entered back in the auditorium (and it was packed). Some dude was getting too "giddy" with me so I checked that fool out.
That's when I learn him and I was in this, "snake-like" line waiting to get in the spotlight: An arial match that sits afloat at the deep end of the auditorium. Time flew by fast, and my enemy went from all-happy to a war-face.
I get in the ring and all of a sudden, I'm floating upward, looking down at my enemy and he seemed to be questioning (in frustration) what the hell I'm doing up there. I didn't even know the answer either. I just know I was all smiles while floating up to this never-reaching ceiling.... so long as I was thinking of floating, I stay afloat. When I stop thinking of floating, I started coming down. So I stay "thinking" about it. Haha...
When I awoke, I was like, "what a trip, maynnee!" I interpret that to means some good things coming my way since I didn't get my a** whupped and that I was happy the whole time. Yeah, something good comin' my way.