I walked so many miles, doing what I do best, reading water meters.
I went from meter box to meter box, lifting the lids and looking down at the meter, taking the readings and punching the numbers into the handheld device that creates your water bill, I walked to the end of the alleyway and turned to go into the next.
I repeated this action only stopping to dig the dirt out of my way with the shovel that was always present; it’s always nice to have a shovel at the ready when you need it.
Next thing I know the water is coming out of the ground and I am frantically digging to find the leak, a long hose attached to a pump is moving the gathering water out of my way.
Then I am back to walking down the alleyway once again, all the numbers are falling into place perfectly, but the alley seems to never end.
My legs are hurting so bad today and I am really tired.
Last night was a long night and today I feel like I actually made this journey, all of this makes about as much sense to me as it does to you.
I retired over ten years ago, so what brings on a dream like this?
Have you ever had a dream like this for no apparent reason, and feel the effects just like you had actually been there the night before?