Friday, January 11, 2019

Rough Road

I dreamt that I was driving swiftly along a wide, smooth stretch of highway. Suddenly, the surface became rough and treacherous. I found myself navigating around potholes and patches of loose gravel between slabs of freshly laid concrete. Pieces of large metal signs lay along the side of the road waiting to be hoisted and set into place.

For a moment, I feared that I had missed a turn and wandered into an active construction zone. I wondered whether it might be best to turn around and make my way back to the highway. But then, I realized that I was on the right road after all. It just wasn’t finished, and I would have to find my way through it.


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