John dreamt I was a greyhound. I looked just like me but I had long skinny legs and could run like the wind.

Wonder what that’s about? Maybe it’s the spirit of me.

Or, maybe John and I were both dreaming at the same time. And I was dreaming that I was running and he tapped into my dream and dreamt that I was running, too. Because, you know, John and I are connected. And so, our spirits can dance in dreamland together.

And maybe tonight I’ll dream that he is a greyhound. And then maybe we can ALL be greyhounds in dreamland. Want to!?


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