Feel a bit better, but still tickly throat
Woke after a weird disorienting dream
Dreamt I was with others in an airport
Then took a wrong turn, lost my things, mindscream
Found my way back to the main hall, I'd seen
The info desk, but it was all hopeless
Then I woke up thinking it must have been
Quite late, checked the new bedroom clock, and yes!
It's only eight a.m. The dream's distress
Turned to relaxation. Saturday sport
No need to go out. Writing is the theme
And main agenda item. I'll address
It this morning. Now I don't mean to gloat
But I'm writing well - got a write good scheme
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