Remembered the last dream, which took place somewhere near a grammar school, I guess. It was a nice morning with the sun still low. Somehow, or for some reason, a few IU athletes showed up (a guy and 2 or 3 girls behind him). They came to us, seemingly glad to find someone who speaks English.
I guess this guy proposed to jog / run a little. "Sure," I said. Both of us increased speed. He outran me gradually, as my feet physically couldn't move that fast. So, I started flying, since then the physical limitations of the feet wouldn't apply. As a side-effect, awareness increased, which gradually lifted me out of the dream.
Woke up early and noticed something strange. First, there were periodic crackling noises (as if water dripping on the floor, or furniture expanding due to thermal gradients). Then there were a lot of birds making a sound in the background. But in addition to that, it sounded as if someone were whispering through the sound of the birds. Couldn't make out any words .. it sounded as if whispered words played backwards or something. Similar to this:
It wasn't creepy, just a little queer. Could be "debunked" by the acoustics of a balcony with half-closed windows and some echoing from the other rooms.
After about a minute of laying in bed and trying to meditate, birds stopped making so much ruckus, the whispering disappeared and crackling noises became less frequent.
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