I had a dream last night and woke up at around half past two.
I had stolen a large iron safe, shaped like a cube.
It was heavy and large and made of thick iron and had rounded corners.
I stole it from China and I was dragging it behind me, attached by a heavy, thick rope.
I was dragging it along outside Euston Station in London.
It was night.
But the safe was taken from me by three men working for a woman whom I had worked with at Granada TV in Manchester.
At five o’clock, I woke again.
I was in the air, flying round and round, doing loop-the-loops.
I could feel myself doing them because, obviously, I was inside my body.
But I was also watching myself objectively from about twenty or thirty feet away.
I watched myself going round and round in large vertical loops in the sky.
Going down towards the ground… up to the sky… Down to the ground… up towards the sky…
Large vertical loops in the blue sky.
Subjectively, inside myself, as I was flying, I could feel that the large iron safe was still attached to me and I was dragging it round behind me as I flew in loops.
But, as I watched myself objectively, from twenty or thirty feet away, I could only see myself.
I was dragging nothing behind me; there was nothing attached.
It was just me turning circles in the sky.