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rubbish in the clouds
it was many years ago. i can't remember how old i was but i must have been quite young. i had a dream that we went on a joy flight on an iroquois (it's a type of helicopter that we'd actually been on, my dad was in the air force so we'd been there on an open day). in my dream we were flying above the clouds & i looked down out of the side door which was open.
underneath us, sitting in the fluffy folds of the clouds, somebody had dropped rubbish. there were chips packets & empty coke cans & that type of waxed paper that is sometimes used to wrap around sandwiches. i remember thinking to myself, in my dream, "oh, how rude! people have dropped rubbish in the clouds!"
for many years i thought that it had really happened, until one day it finally hit me. "hang on!!" i thought, "clouds can't hold rubbish in them. they're made of water vapour!"
it amazes me that i still thought the dream was real even years after i knew that clouds were made of water vapour.
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