People walking on tape…
I had done some but I was done. One person fell a long way but he/she broke fall on other tape and turned out to be OK.
I screamed with delight.
Flying from one side to another in an ornithopter?
Nap dream. In a house that belonged to my family, maybe my parents. In Massachusetts. Yet, I lived there once. Found a bunch of old bottles of wine that my dad bought but never drank. For instance, a 1987 merlot.
Also, there was supposed to be a bottle my mom had left for me but I couldn’t find it. I’m looking all over. Other people have stayed in this house. Other family I guess. But no one is in it right now. Brook is with me. We’re on a vacation of sorts.
see the cbw response here