Austin once talked to me about dreams- he said that he especially loved having flying dreams. In his description of his most recent one, he said that it was like his gravity had been altered, and with every giant step that he took he soared above the Earth to happily observe the broader landscape. Another time when were walking through the MSI's aviation exhibit we agreed that it would be far better to live small but invest in an airplane, to actually be able to fly over the Earth. I see Austin, flying now, soaring somewhere, still exploring.
On the same topic of dreams, I distinctly recall Austin telling me how he used to invariably drool while sleeping but that he had recently stopped, a fact which greatly pleased him. Now whenever I awaken, mouth wet with drool, I invariably think of Austin. I'm quite happy that I have not yet lost this capacity for sleep-slobbering, for it's another thing I link with Austin (though I'm not sure how he would take this connection).
On the same topic of dreams, I distinctly recall Austin telling me how he used to invariably drool while sleeping but that he had recently stopped, a fact which greatly pleased him. Now whenever I awaken, mouth wet with drool, I invariably think of Austin. I'm quite happy that I have not yet lost this capacity for sleep-slobbering, for it's another thing I link with Austin (though I'm not sure how he would take this connection).
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