T.S.Eliot and other poets.

 

I hadn’t read this poem by Eliot before….perhaps you haven’t either.

 

I had the sort of sleep last night that brings dreams…I was flying in these dreams….at least three take-offs on airplanes as I recall.  I wonder what all of this would mean to those who analyze dreams.  The point is…I am refreshed, feeling less overwhelmed and as though I have traveled the world in a single sleep.

 

 

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