My wonderful dream last night, playing with a dog.
I don’t usually remember dreams, but I half woke up before the alarm this morning. I was half in the dream and half awake.
In the dream I was playing with a dog like in this picture. I’ve never owned a brown lab, but that’s the dog in my dream. I remember being about the size of the dog in the dream and the dog wasn’t particularly big, so I must have been small. I was young again, pre-teen.
I started petting the dog. The dog liked being petted so rubbed against me. I petted it more. It started rolling on top of me, wanting to be petted and played with.
The dog and I rolled around, roughhoused, and had fun. That was the dream.
I work a lot with people, a lot of intellectual work and talk.
Half awake in this dream, I couldn’t put into words how fun it felt. Wonderful.
