Could’ve Been Us

(From Sept. 1, 2014 Ali’s dream. See pic below) We are on an expensive motorcycle, riding along, me in front. We are wearing colorful clothes, as if coming from a festival. There are flowers, and bushes on either side, along with gravel, looking like a small country town. We ride past other cyclists, who follow us. The road then goes downhill. The light at the bottom is the kind that swings from a wire. There is water on either side. My speed picks up. Ali says he feels there is a cop waiting, and for me to slow down. I … Continue reading Could’ve Been Us