Jun 18, 2021

A horse, a moose, and a dog.

That a cup of coffee begins life as some beans delights me. A brew of beans. Hot water and a plant from the earth herself to wake me up. And good morning to you, too.


In my dream I have somehow become a fast horse, and I gallop, trot, and prance. Yes, actual prancing. It feels good to be a fast horse. 

In another dream I was a moose, and in another I was a dog.There may not be an exact explanation, but there is this - I enjoy it. 

In this dream I am a fast horse, moving swiftly across a grassy prairie. The bright sunshine is warm and fine on my back, and when I awake I see the saddle and bridle waiting silently beside my bed.  




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