Spiritually speaking, do you ever swing on the swings at night and pretend you are trying to fly to the moon?

Awww. =^.^=

No, I didn't do that.

However, long ago, I used to pretend I was flying a starship when I was on the swings.

My favorite is USS Defiant:

She generally relied on speed and stealth rather than raw endurance. Not the most heavily armed ship, but pound for pound, she was like a cat:

http://en.memory-alpha.org/wiki/USS_Defiant_%28237...

Then Papagee got started telling them about Gamma and him on the Hospital lawn. Gamma and Natalie grinned at each other and nodded that their plan would work. The party broke-up about midnight, God and Natalie headed for the transporter at the nearby abandoned grammar school.

***

"Swings!' Natalie exclaimed. "I haven't been on a swing since the last time we visited your parents.

“Come on, God, let's play!" Without waiting for a response, she hopped on one of the swings and pumped her legs. Harder and harder she pushed until she felt as if she would become airborne and fly.

God smiled and enjoyed watching his wife act like a child again.

Natalie pumped her legs one more time and then jumped, soared through the air, and landed on the grass.

"Ow, that kind of hurt!" she gasped.

"Are you okay, Natura?" God didn’t wait for an answer. He rushed over to her and knelt down beside her, concern etched on his face.

She giggled and reached up and pulled him down on top of her. They rolled on the grass, and laughed like children. God looked down into his wife's eyes and saw the heat, the desire that burned through her. He leaned down and kissed her. Her mouth opened, her tongue parted his lips and they kissed again.

"Oh, God, I love you so much," Natalie whispered.

"I love you too, Sweetheart. Tomorrow is our anniversary. What did you want to do?"

She smiled and unzipped .... yada yada yada

no I usually see how far I can throw myself off the swing with a jump when I was a kid.