Momentarily, I wondered at the error code. How incomplete was my dream? Was it a Secret-esque oversight, where I'd failed to imagine my way to normal health and would now be punished―with untimely death―for my inability to manifest a proper future? Had not been positive enough to live? Some wise soul shared on Facebook that "We Are Never Dealt A Hand We Can't Play." I wanted to offer this wag to trade hands with me―I suspect hers is better than mine―but I was too daunted by her complete lack of self-awareness to try.
Then of course I realized my dream wasn't actually to stick around for a normal lifespan--I'm not an idiot--but to simply do something nice for my kids. Take them on a nice cancer-perq-funded dream trip.
But dreams are limited and applications can be denied, so I'll say no more about it unless something good comes about. Completing that dream application now...
Perhaps your dream just needed the "," in your email to be a "."... that happens to me sometimes. <3
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