I had a dream that I was organizing a softball game for second graders. We couldn't get any traction, the kids were all losing steam, no body was getting any points. In short it wasn't working. "Pack it up," I called to the kids. We got on the bus, and that's when I realized we were on our way to a field trip. I sank into my seat like the rest of the kdis.
The point: I'm trying to make things work, but I'm just making it up. I don't know what I'm doing. When I pack it in, I find out, I'm not driving the bus (I'm not in control) and I didn't realize we were headed somewhere. We had a destination unbeknownst to me. When I get out of the way we get on with the trip.
I surrender.
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