One night several years ago (in between all the nightmares about being trapped in high rises, elevators, etc.), I had a dream that I actually enjoyed.
I dreamed that I was hired to swim around with the dolphins who were becoming unhappy in captivity at Disney World. I got to be an aquatic play therapist for dolphins.
I understood how the dolphins felt. I had felt unhappy in captivity myself for many years. So, the dolphins and I swam around together, and cavorted, and had a great time. I don't know how much this job paid, or how I happened to get it, but it seemed to make more sense than most of the other jobs I'd had.
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