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Lost In An Anxiety Dream
The dream, an early morning awakening.
Past and present merge.
I’m in an unfamiliar place,
Staring at a concrete intersection,
Searching for known landmarks,
Trying to establish which way to go.
Each road leads to confusion.
Isolation.
Echoes of childhood have vanished for ever,
The familiar buildings replaced by office blocks,
And I stand alone by the crossroads, lost and without purpose.
Dreams can tell us a lot
Dreams can tell us a lot about ourselves but it seems they have to confuse the hell out of us first.
So true. Thanks for
So true. Thanks for commenting.