I had a total-fiction nightmare last night where the key points were…
- I was in mourning
- I was supposed to go see the 7 Sisters in Canada to complete my mourning
- A 35yo rabbit died (not what I was grieving)
- I kept trying to get on the freeway (the fast lane specifically) without a CAR. No vehicle whatsoever. Just making my cross country Canada trip… forgetting my f*cking car. And then bein baffled as to why I was having problems. (So were other people? But even they were in better shape than me. All blond and lithe and leggy.)
LMFAO. Okay, the symbolism in the last one? Just cracks me the hell up.
I have no idea whether the 7 sisters are the most prestigious law firms in Canada, the mountain range, or needing to go see the stars, if the Pleiades can even be seen over Canada. My noggin was quite insistent about it though, to the point that I actually promised to make the journey, and I don’t promise anything as a rule, even in my dreams.