August 17th, 2008; 10:07 AM
I had a dream last night. I had travelled a long distance. And I came to a bridge. A long thin bridge that spanned a great deep canyon. The bridge was rickety, and made out of rope and boards. It curved deeply down then up again. And when I got to the other side of the bridge, I was confronted with a man/warrior. He was hunched down like a dog ready to attack. And I recognized him. He was my trouble. He represented my problems in life. I had to cross this bridge a few times. The first time, I know I didn't make it. I'm not sure what did happen, but I found myself crossing the bridge again, only to confront the same serious dude at the end. This time my attitude was like: "Bring it!" Then I woke up.
I had a dream last night. I had travelled a long distance. And I came to a bridge. A long thin bridge that spanned a great deep canyon. The bridge was rickety, and made out of rope and boards. It curved deeply down then up again. And when I got to the other side of the bridge, I was confronted with a man/warrior. He was hunched down like a dog ready to attack. And I recognized him. He was my trouble. He represented my problems in life. I had to cross this bridge a few times. The first time, I know I didn't make it. I'm not sure what did happen, but I found myself crossing the bridge again, only to confront the same serious dude at the end. This time my attitude was like: "Bring it!" Then I woke up.
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