Exceptional The difference between dreaming and reality. Seeking Sustenance by LisaMay

I am dreaming, streaming towards the light. Cushioned on air (or is it water?), I am gilded and gliding. Gently, but reluctantly, I let go of the ebb and flow. Surfacing, I open one eye to engage the hot-dawned day. Insistent whiskered kisses welcome me awake. Companion of my heart, the cat wants her breakfast. Pragmatic puss – in dreams she’s running, leaping, to play with prey as sport. It doesn’t matter that nothing’s caught. Your breakfast awaits, Madame. Her slave, I serve her. In sleep, I, too, chase dreams to fill my empty dish. But I must catch breakfast myself. My hunter has gone and I’m left to gather memories, surviving in a doubt-filled drought.

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