horse, deer, winter, mom and dad, florida or myrtle beach, studio, bruce
-i think bruce and i were making spaghetti when i got a call from jen or rusty from florida or myrtle beach (warm,palms,atlantic ocean) to say mom and dad were doing fine. as i sat in my unlit studio for the call, i looked out on a dark but starlit snow-covered drive and watched as a deer traipsed down the drive and up into the neighbor’s side yard. as the conversation continued, an old dream world returned and the black stallion (which, myth or dream or real, jumped over me as I sat in a tipped-up wheelbarrow in the backyard of the family summer place) galloped down the drive as if chasing the deer. he came back, frosty breath and side glance to me through the studio window, and then back again.
woke up dreaming about sharing a dream (actual) to a group of folks discussing a business idea that came to the owner in a dream; he was asking his team if they thought the product/business was viable and should he move forward with it. i relayed (without being asked, which is my norm) how i had had a dream about starting a company for skateboard(ers) to help select the right board for their weight/height and type of boarding they were going to do. this also included instruction on how to choose the right trucks and wheels for their boarding as well as placement of the trucks… and asking folks their opinion of the viability of such a business.
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