I had a weird dream last night.

Dreams are funny, though….I guess.

I think that people talk about the importance of having big dreams….but they really don’t want to hear anyone else’s dreams….not really, anyway.

Even the weird ones.

Maybe even especially the weird ones.

My dream last night was about a playground.

Nate went bounding out of the entrance to the playground….but when I looked out at all the grass and play equipment, I saw that it was covered with giant timber rattlers…big snakes, writhing all over the ground.

The kids seemed oblivious…but I ran out to get Nate and the snakes were all striking at me as I scooped him up in the animated minefield and ran to safety.

I don’t know what that dream means.

Maybe it means that Pharaoh is going to make me a king and let me divvy out all the stored corn?

I really don’t know.

Maybe that can be the phrase for the day…..”I really don’t know”.

Nah….that’s a loser’s limp kind of statement.

When you dig deep enough, the truth is that I really do “know”.

I know what to do….I’m just scared or nervous about doing it.

Compromise is easier.

Anyway, what did that Jesse Winchester song say? “Let the rough side drag….let the smooth side show….”

Maybe that’s the way to roll?

Here’s an old Livingston Taylor song that I used to listen to a lot…..

“I built lovers into wives….and dreams into fine homes…”

“Hush A Bye” Livingston Taylor