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Mud and Rocks

Last night's dreams were uniformly uninteresting. I will report only one of them, they were all similar.

I was out-of-doors, though I can not remember seeing the sky, clouds or anything like that. The time was dusk, and I was walking beside some sort of water. It seemed to small to be the ocean, but did not seem like a river either. The was was uneven and I had to watch my footing closely. The terrain was all very soft sticky dirt. Not quite mud, but too soft for walking. It was full of rocks bigger than a softball. It made walking tricky because you could not step on the rocks without sliding off. I walked for a long time doing nothing but watching my step. I began to hear sounds like traffic or an uneven wind in the distance. I was already walking in that direction, but I tried to pick up the pace. The sound got louder but I never discovered the origin before I woke.

There has to be some sort of reason for dreaming something so damned boring and un-illuminating.

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