Last night- or was it this morning?- I dreamed that I had a very light weight lawnmower. I was at somebody or other's house. They had one of those overgrown, supremely-useless acre-of-dumb-grass front yards surrounded by a chain link fence. Not pretty. Whatever.
The point of the dream was that I used that lawnmower (brand new, thought you'd like to know) and in no time at all made that yard look pretty damn decent. And as I cut through weeds and knotted grass, I felt satisfied.
So satisfied.
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Maybe this is the sort of dream one has after experiencing a year of exhaustion, huh? I used to be able to accomplish incredible things. Had huge drive. Used to feel limitless. No fear.
RépondreSupprimerI miss that me.
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RépondreSupprimer(Never you mind that second comment. H+P likes to talk to herself now and again.)
RépondreSupprimerI love that your lawnmower is incredibly light. I wish all lawnmowers would be incredibly light.
RépondreSupprimerCareful starting that very light weight lawnmower. The torque from the blades starting to spin might pull the handle right from your hands, which would leave you with a freely spinning - and likely bouncing - killing machine wandering around your lawn.
RépondreSupprimerAs for the dream - do you know anyone who's life you see as mess you'd like to fix if only s/he'd let you? Because that's what the dream sounds like to me. Not that I know about these things.
Yeah, World, I do. That'd be a she and she'd be me.
RépondreSupprimerLight, light lawnmower.
Carefy, carefy.
Okay, now imagine that you're surrounded by lots of tiny seahorses...
RépondreSupprimerI don't get it Fidaroon, but I like it. What's next?
RépondreSupprimerFids, man am I dense! Is there a vest I could wear? You probably won't even come back and see this comment, but if you do, you'll know that deep in my heart, I am voting for Pedro and lusting after those wonky moon boots.
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