Thursday, January 22, 2026

Bad Dream 229 -- Finding the Flow

This dream showed up shortly before waking this morning.  I had awakened at 6:00 and went back to sleep and was awakened by Alexa at 8:00.  It's somewhat fragmented, but it felt important to record what I recall:

In my dream, I am in my car starting to drive home from some unidentified event.  I get down to a road I think I know, but am confused as to which way to go.  I recognize the size and shape of the road, but I have never entered that road at this point.  

I take what I feel is the right direction, but find myself in the wrong direction, as I see a lot of cars ahead with headlights rather than taillights.  I turn around and start in the other direction.  The dream shows me to be on a two-lane road sometimes and a four-lane divided highway at others, but it feels like the same road anyway.

Still not sure as to which direction to go, I pull off the road when I remember that my phone has a compass app -- which will clearly identify the direction I should take.  East or west.  When I park my car in the small parking lot of some place of business, I get out of the car and reach into my pocket for my phone.  What I find is a real compass, which I recognize from my teenage years, and this pleases me a great deal.  After identifying true north on my hand-held compass, I think I also call up the app to double-check.  Totally unnecessary, but I fell this is some kind of minor celebration: all alone by myself, I have figured out which direction in which to go.  

I get back in the car and head in the original direction in which I was travelling.  Yes, this feels right.  

Through the magic of dreams, my car has now transformed into a bicycle, (my orientation early on was that the right direction was left to right -- but now the right direction feels right to left, but it is still the one I initially chose) and I am pedaling easily down a comfortable two-lane road that runs parallel to the Susquehanna River.  It is now one of those glorious moments when everything seems to be right and blessed.  The river is unspeakably gorgeous and I feel wonderful.  

I see a sign for a donut shop ahead, and decide to pick up a donut and coffee to make the wonderful moment even more so.  I pull into the parking lot and get off my bicycle.  I have been considering getting a single donut for this moment's nourishment or three donuts: one for the moment plus two for future nourishment.  I notice that one of the pedals is missing from my bike, which is a surprise because I hadn't noticed this while I was pedaling.  I make a mental note to get a new pair of pedals from my favorite bike shop when I get home - and possibly consider a brand new bike.  

The donut shop is a very small "Mom and Pop" outfit, and I notice quickly that there are very few donuts available and very few display spots for donuts at any time -- and all the donuts are in a single tray behind the counter.  Not my favorite style of donut, but that's okay.  I mentally prepare my order as the nice older lady behind the counter starts to come over to me.  

I wake up to Alexa's alarm.


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