Tam said something snarky about dreams, and I remembered a snippet that happens a lot in my own dreams. Background: I likes me some warm feet when I am sleeping. I wrap the bottom of the blankets around my tootsies almost every night.
For whatever reason, in a dream, I want to be running. To/From/Away/Towards, doesn't matter. I have a marked tendency in my dreams to be unable to run without tripping over my own feet. I don't fall, but the steps are mincing and clumsy, with my feet running in to each other.
Gee, I wonder what that could mean . . .
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