Last night I dreamed I was climbing a mountain face in a blinding snowstorm, night falling, impossibly difficult. I reached a ledge and stopped, looked to the side and saw a man carrying a child, buoyed by a giant helium balloon, stepping off the mountain in big bouyant moonsteps and floating downward to the next stop.
No idea what it meant, but a really beautiful image...
Happy fourth!
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