Out of My Depth : Read the Entire Story
In the dream I am coming from a gathering of women. The streets are dark but for the faded light of a lonely streetlamp on a far corner. I approach the pay lot where I’d left my car. A Ford Fairlane, Acapulco blue, with vertically stacked dual headlights.
The meeting has left me depleted. Women I know only casually: smart, competent, underpaid in their non-union jobs. Talking without real direction, mouthing phrases they’ve heard on TV or from their husbands.
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In the dream I am coming from a gathering of women. The streets are dark but for the faded light of a lonely streetlamp on a far corner. I approach the pay lot where I’d left my car. A Ford Fairlane, Acapulco blue, with vertically stacked dual headlights.
The meeting has left me depleted. Women I know only casually: smart, competent, underpaid in their non-union jobs. Talking without real direction, mouthing phrases they’ve heard on TV or from their husbands.
Less....