A dream:I was left off by my wife at a crossroads, so that I could walk the remainder of what she was able to dive on. I carried a large backpack full of books and trinkets. The straps of the backpack dug into my shoulders. I had to stop at different gas stations along the route becuse the pain of my load was too much. I then called her. She had arrived at the desired stop. She was with friends. I could hear her on the phone saying, "I am with friends so don't call. you will get here soon, I know." I felt crushed by the coldness in my wife's voice. I saw clouds move in the horizon. And put one foot in front of the other. I carried on.
Not sure why I had this dream as my wife is awesome. But I had to put it down on paper and hope others enjoy the tale.
