I am often struck by the words evoked in dreams. As a words person they often remain long after the content of the dream has become a blurry recollection. A few nights ago I had a dream after which the words resonated throughout the day and so, of course, it was time to write!
Last night I had a scrambled and yet vivid dream which
enticed me into staying enveloped in my clammy sheets for
an hour beyond my normal rising.
As is often the case with dreams, many of the intricate details already escape me apart from the part in which I was told by a cameo role, that I am: “The Reader”.
And this intrigues me.
For the majority of my life I have been fascinated by the energy and mannerisms of people, digesting them from cover to cover with insatiable curiosity.
What particularly fascinates me…
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