Skiing 1

Date: 4/2/2017

By Beatrice Wielich

Tonight I dreamt of skiing again but it was totally nonsense. I was smoking while approaching the chairlifts, I was so terribly anxious about having smoked a lot of cigarettes. Then I got on the chairlift but it hadn't got any chair, instead you should put a strange thing shaped like the handlebars of a bicycle, one under your right armpit and one in your left hand. Of course it was totally defying the laws of physics and would have been impossible for me to bear physically. I just remember my parents were explaining that to me(I have no idea how I initially not fell since I wasn't holding onto the handle) and that at a certain point we got to the top.