Most folks have had dreams where they felt hopeless and trapped.
If they could only add bad water to that they would likely
be talking about my home town and the two unlikely
space cadets who captured me and a few other
small humans. We stuck around until one
of us figured out how to jump their
fence (& still be back for supper)
and we hopped through their hoops until we got our own.
Thank you, friend.
Barry out.
Mom and Dad wanted me to be something I wasn’t.
Course, I didn’t know this until 16 or 17 years into our relationship when I realize shite could be different.