Without a Course

Last night, I dreamt that I was running a marathon that didn’t have a course. Each participant had a watch that kept track of distance. It would tick with each tenth of a mile.

In the dream, I was at mile 16. I was very lost.

Me at work.

I ran the perimeter of a neighborhood lawn, over and over. My watch ticked, and a man mowing his yard watched me.

My dreams aren’t much fun.


About Jeff Mazurek

My name is Jeff. I am an introverted mumbler prone to fits of creativity. I run. I draw cartoons. I like fish and don't get my hair cut often enough. I am happily married to my wife Sara. She likes my hair short and tolerates my fondness for fish.
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