By now, I hope you know my favorite thing to do is play or listen to music. My favorite songs change every time I hear a new song. But I thing I've found my favorite. A song called "Fly Over States".
It's by Jason Aldean. It has a very good meaning.
He's explaining how people who live in the city don't think of anything other than city life. He says that if they were on a plane over Oklahoma all they would say is "who would want to live there." He says that the have to see the country, experience what others do to understand. I think it is an amazing song. A great meaning.

If you want to check it out here's the link. It is a version with lyrics.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WTAtvlQ_rqw

Dreams

So a couple nights ago I had a dream. I've had this dream before about 2 or 3 times, always the same place and about the plot. So it starts with me walking down a dirt road in the middle of a wheat field. I here a rustle in the field and quickly turn around.  I look and there is nothing there. The sound comes from behind again. What ever it was it was circling me. All of the sudden I hear something swoop down. It picks me up by the shirt and lifts me 50 feet in the air. It keeps getting higher and higher. I glance up and a giant golden eagle is carrying me. (Now when I say giant I mean at least 35 feet long and 8 feet tall.) It finally asks "what where you doing down there. It's dangerous down there." I answered that I was taking a walk in the woods and got lost. I ended up in this wheat field. It doesn't answer. It flies me over a river and slowly flies down and drops me on the ground. It says "If you stay between the rivers you will be fine. Don't cross the rivers."

I walk about a mile and come to the next river. I see my two best friends. They are telling me to come with them. They are going to cross the river. I remember what the golden eagle said and because he scared me I didn't listen. I crossed the river with my friends. When we got to the other side this lion/wolf pops out at us and we hear a rustle. There where more. We where surrounded. The 3 golden eagles swoop down and save me and my friends. By this point I trust the eagle. He takes us home and on the way explains what the lion/wolf is. He wanted something from us. It was a rock my friend had in her pocket.

They bring my friends home and then me. I walk in to my house and walk to my room. I lie down and go to bed. When I get up in the morning I walk outside. It’s a beautiful spring day. I get the mail and on my way back up the driveway I turn around and see the golden eagle sitting on the top of a tree.

It looks directly at me and nods. It was like he was giving me permission to go back inside and live my life.

That was a really cool dream. And I keep having it. I wonder what it means.