more of the same insanity ::::::::

10.22.2006

Horsies and lava

I woke up this morning trying to devise a way to hoist up a horse with a rope. I was imagining different ways to fasten a rope to a horse so that I could lift it without hurting it, and I had to think quickly because of the lava.

Let's go back a little bit. We don't have to go too far, because I don't remember very much of the dream. Or maybe it was just a short dream. I was on my horse navigating him across the river of lava. We were jumping from one rock platform to the next, and I was feeling glad those platforms were there. We made it across the lava only to encounter the bottom of a cliff. There was a small ladder that went to the top, but I certainly wasn't going to leave my horse behind. I called for a rope and one was lowered from the top of the cliff. I don't know who did it. I didn't see anyone. Maybe I should have asked for an elevator.

So I had to hurry because it seemed a dangerous place for my horse and me. I must have been awake a full minute before I realized I had been dreaming and could now stop thinking about how to lift a horse up a cliff with a rope.