In my dream, I’m walking briskly through a field. There are young people, men and women, ambling by on either side of me. I overtake them.
It’s summer and warm, a beautiful day, but I am anything but idle. I feel pursued and anxious to get far away. I can’t walk fast enough. Something is slowing me down, pulling my arm. I look back. There’s a leash in my hand and there is Lulu, looking up at me from the tall grass, smiling. She hobbles forward another couple steps and I remember…she’s hurt. She can’t make it all this way. I look forward in the distant to places I long to be and look back at her, still smiling at me.
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