Not only was I a decent flyer, but it turns out I was a pretty good swimmer as well. I could stay under water for long periods of time. It turns out the basic movements for swimming and flying are the same. I was trying to train myself to be better at both. ‘castles’ mother was my trainer, long ago fired but still meddling.
I’m on a boat heading to San Francisco. It’s a passenger boat like the kind from Vallejo. I’m meeting people at the apartment. It’s cold and windy, I’m thinking a perfect place to train. I could swim for awhile, then fly, then repeat. Or maybe I’m a bit tired. She hands me a jacket. It’s pretty heavy, like there are weights in it. She also hands me one of those hand weights that I wrap around my wrist. Three pounds, 3 individual weights that I can remove to lighten the load.
I guess the idea is additional weights would train me to be capable of dealing with more weight. Eventually when I take off the weights I would be zippier. Hmm.. I don’t think that’s how it works.
I think there was a second plan, if I get tired I would drop weights from that wrist strap. Not realizing there are still weights on my jacket. That was also a dumb plan.
I step outside. It’s cold. I drop the wrist weights, I drop the jacket and I drive. I’m under water for awhile (it’s unusually clear) then I’m flying… Bay bridge is still out there. Swimming .. hmm very tired but I will make it. Flying. Gasp I realize my keys and wallet are in my jacket! I think I have to go back.
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I am in swimming in the San Francisco Bay. I am under the water but I can see the bay bridge
I have the ability to fly. I am flying over the San Francisco Bay. I am over the water on my swim trunks flying. I can see the bay bridge