Dreams.

I spent the whole night dreaming. First, there was something plot-driven, partly even about HeroesWorld, because I remember that Ment had a separate section on the forum for mafia, which was called "My Mafia". I don't remember who I was telling this name to, but it was clearly inspired by the subforum for experience. Then I was telling someone that I can fly in my dreams and even tried to demonstrate it, but for some reason it didn't feel like a true flight to me, even though it was one. Maybe I couldn't fly properly because of that. After that, there was some kind of storyline from the early 20s, apparently around World War I, where I had to cross a guarded small bridge in Europe with other people, although maybe it was a movie about some Italians — in any case, I only remembered a girl. All of this then turned into a local TV series, and I was already on the set, either acting in it or just watching. Action started — shooting, a chase. I remember a moment when a guy sped up on some one-seater thing with wheels, jumped off a ramp made of a barrel and plywood, before that he apparently fired (or who knows where the second part came from) some thing forward, and after the ramp he landed his bucket of bolts right into that thing, and it all instantly transformed into an airplane. I immediately noted that Hollywood and Bollywood are clearly far from such tricks. I don't remember how it all ended, but by the end I was already watching it all from the air, and maybe I flew off in pursuit, or maybe just somewhere. I remember flying past some fields, then over a lake in the city, into which I could have fallen, because I was flying low and maybe feared that a fish would jump out of it. Then there was a small swamp with a tiny island in the center, where I noticed a couple. At first it seemed like they were having a picnic there, because there was a blanket on the ground, but I had a feeling it could have been some kind of photoshoot, since costumes and possibly a third person were visible. Or maybe it was a picnic after a wedding, or just a date in the swamp? Anyway, they seemed to be lying there; I didn't bother to look closely. By that point I was already feeling tired and wasn't controlling the flight very well — namely, I couldn't properly maintain altitude, turn, or maybe speed either. After the swamp, houses appeared, and I almost crashed into one of them when I flew around a corner. I also thought at that moment that I could have looked into people's windows, but I didn't, because they could have caught me, and it's bad in general. Turning the corner, I was already on my street, and flying along that house, I ended up in my grandmother's apartment, almost knocking over the wall-mounted kitchen cabinets (being on the wall side, which is strange, since they're attached to the wall. Maybe I'm like a ghost? :o), then I was fixing various little bottles that were on a shelf above the stove and were quite high up — I was even surprised why it was there at all, since you can't reach it from the floor. Anyway, mundane nonsense started, and I woke up lol.

Yesterday there was also a lot of stuff, including HeroesWorld-related things, even with some freaks, like in cartoons or games (possibly inspired by adventures from experience), i.e., we weren't ourselves but characters, and not all of us were human — there was some big yellow guy or something like that, who knows. Too bad I didn't remember anything else.