A strange dream. So discomforting. I was having it over and
over. I’d wake from the dream. And then go back to sleep. Repeatedly. Rather
than let the dream go. I picked it up. Where it had last left off. Until I
suddenly realized, I was dreaming. And I did what made sense. Got up out of
bed. Stayed awake. To rid my mind of the strange dream experience. Because it
was discomforting. And it’s far better
to feel comforted. Which I’m doing now. By taking control. Of my conscious
mind. Yes. Yes. I’m off to a day. Of pleasant and happy thoughts. --Jim Broede
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