I am driving in a foreign city.
It is either in Germany or France.
I am headed for Germany if I am in France or France if I am in Germany.
Sometimes I am headed for Italy.
The streets are wide and wind around. They are surrounded by business buildings such as banks and hotels. There are narrower roads that branch left and right. I must find my way through all these roads in order to reach my destination.
My vantage point is high above the roads. As I watch my car and try to direct myself left or right the whole scene appears to take on the appearance of a game-board layout.
There is never an end to this dream. It simply fades away – – – after a over-sufficient amount of angst.
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