Once again, another disturbing dream pushed me out of a restful sleep. It kept returning, with new twists.
It’s been nearly a decade since I last designed and paginated a newspaper page or faced its deadline pressure or even dealt with kinks in the paper’s latest computer system, but the game keeps popping up in my slumber – a game I’m also always on the verge of losing.
Why that and not, say, invading armies or insects or storms when it comes to anything verging on nightmares?
What are your repeated dreams?
The location changes: thrift stores, garage sales, estate sales, I’m looking endlessly for something never revealed. But I keep looking.