Dreamed of a parking meter, ces tout.

So I dreamed last night that I was out with a group of friends and we were going to have dinner in about an hour.  I said I would be there, but then, remembered I had several parking meters to pay.   I went to one of the parking meters.  It was in a junkyard, beside what seemed to be a broken-down ATM machine with old money in it;  I figured the old money was marked to be destroyed because it was so used.   I left it alone.  I started putting coins in my meter but it was registering them.  I began to panic.   "What about the other meters," I thought.  "Have they already expired?"

Finally, I pushed a button to show time remaining.   It said around 70 minutes.  I was safe.

That's when my alarm-clock went off. 

So, I'm thinking this has something to do with aging and running out of time. 

Hopefully it is telling me my meter is paid until 70 plus years, at which time, I'll have the option to reset for another 40 years.

I'm just saying.

~Eso Terry 



Some say the nightmare is 
a horse
that starts to gallop in a dream
and scares the sleeping one awake.

Some say the nightmare is
a sea
where storms have made the waves so big
that they frighten me. 

     I do not know
     What nightmares are,
     I only know
     They are.

But though the nightmares come
at times,
they do not come as often as
the pretty horse, as often as
the calmer sea, that bring
all other dreams to me.

                                                                           ~Siv Cedering Fox

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