Sunday, 24 September 2017 21:08

A Dream

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We were about to play a big game, but half my uniform was missing.  My shoulder pads, the shirt I wore beneath my shoulder pads, my jersey, helmet and mouth guard were all missing.  Somebody had come into the locker room and taken them.  Somebody was trying to get me off my game, off my zen, trying to get me to freak out. 

And a calmness came over me (sometimes not my normal reaction).  The calmness said, not to worry as I could borrow the shirt, pads, jersey, helmet and even mouth guard.  There was absolutely nothing to worry about and I became the calmness and fell into a deep sleep.  I slept later than I had slept in many months. 

Somehow I sensed Quinton was there.

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