When Jasper Could Fly

...it’s like that dream where I am trying to get somewhere. I have this recurring dream that I am trying to get to something or get someplace. It’s urgent. I don’t remember why. But it feels so urgent in the dream. Sometimes it’s like I have to get somewhere and sometimes it is like I am being chased. And my legs won’t move… no, that’s not it… they will move but not the way I want them to. I know these legs. I have been chasing squirrels for 10 years on these legs. Let me tell you … they can move. But in the dream, suddenly I can’t run. It almost hurts, but in a frustrating way, not in a painful way. And I am looking down and I can’t see anything wrong, but I can’t get going.

I remember when I was a puppy I had the same dream, and at some point in the dream I would remember that I can fly. I would reach out and start to soar just above the ground. And it wouldn’t even freak me out. It was like, of course I can fly! 

All those things you think you’ll regret when you’re young. The embarrassing mistakes, the precious item chewed, the baths, the piece of food on the ground you didn’t notice until the cat got it. None of that ended up bothering me. It's that dream. Why don't I remember I can fly?