Last night I dreamed I was driving fast in a small stick-shift car, and I didn’t have enough leg room. I have only driven a stick-shift car once, decades ago. I don’t remember where I was going or why, and it was dicey going. Well, there you go.
Kalilily Time
Just an old lady talking to herself
Ah the intrepid world of dreams. They tell us of impressions we did not know before.
I am dreaming like crazy lately. I wonder if it’s the effects of isolation and others are dreaming a lot as well. What do you think?