My Marathon

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.