Reoccurring dreams will find those who run. Those who try to busy themselves with the endless demands of free market economies. Systems that suck time from our hands and youth from our faces. The dreams will find you and remind you to look and think and slow down. Then they will come again because once isn't enough...take another look. Take pause and clarify.
One of such dreams came to me...having had pet frogs most of my adolescent life, I thought it strange.
In my dreams, I still had my frogs, though they were all starving. They were so emaciated, their meatless legs could barely cling to the neglected tank's glass. Everyday I would get home from work, forgetting to bring my little amphibian friends a single cricket or bug that could bring their starving bodies back to life. The frog's eyes would sometimes flicker with hope, yet again, to have me look back at them with a sorrowful, "Oh, no! I forgot again..."
But the dreams did not cease, the frogs visited me every night until I spoke about them in my days. Recounting the tail to a co-worker, she replied, "Sounds like you aren't giving the things you love enough attention."
And bam, it hit me. Let these frogs remind you to. Do not forget your dreams, to do things that bring you joy, your hobbies, do not let them starve. For when you do, the dreams will come looking back for you.
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