Just One Ski

One Ski

My father, my brothers and I are staying at a ski lodge. I feel tired and low energy. As we leave to walk to the slopes to ski, I feel too tired to carry all my gear, so I take one ski. My plan is to leave it at the base of the slope and go back for the other ski and poles. The ski I am carrying is long, shiny and blue.

As we walk toward the slopes, my father suggests we walk up for the first run, rather than taking the lift. I don't understand the value of doing this, but don't argue. Other people have been doing the same thing, punching their toes . . . read more.

This is a dream I had this morning and it is 5 paragraphs long, but my discussion of it is somewhat longer.

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