I had a dream. I almost always remember my dreams.
I was running a marathon. Holding Clover.
'We' were running through a series of small shops.
I was aware and nervous that as soon as I reached the end, I was supposed to take a test about everything I had learned in life.
So, I brought a book to study while I ran.
At one point I lost Clover and had to retrace my steps to find her. I did. And continued.
I woke up before I reached the finish line, relieved I still had time to learn more from life.
What a dream. A little too real? I am sure it feels like a marathon some days!ReplyDelete
Traumatic! Glad you found your 4-leafer. Don't read and run. It is too stressful.ReplyDelete
Whew what a dream!ReplyDelete