I have dreams now and then about flying. I mean without a jetpack or airplane or anti-gravity boots or what have you. Just me with my arms outstretched while I just glide from one part of the room to another. I used to think that it meant I was going to be an astronaut, which I really wanted to be, but that dream has crashed. They don't let too many people with disabilities go up in rockets. Maybe one day when I'm an old man, when spaceflight will be as easy as driving a car, maybe then I'll get to go to outer space.