Enclosure

        I dreamed I was building a huge enclosure (just finished building our ‘catio’ so I know where that part of the dream comes from) in a large creepy forest. The trees looked like the moss festooned types one sees from the southern swampland areas. I don’t know where in the world I actually was located, and I couldn’t seem to identify the language being spoken by my helpers.

        Once the enclosure was framed in, the materials were stacked inside with me and I started climbing up to the upper reaches to assemble the top panels. I realized, as I was walking along the edge of an enclosed cliff, that I had failed to design, and therefore didn’t build, an access door. Once I had completed the roof I realized that I would have no easy way in or out of the enclosure.

        I tried to get the attention of my helpers, but they had packed up their tool bags and left. There was no one around but myself and a rather large number of animals that had been trapped inside with me. I made my way to the top of the enclosure and climbed out through the triangular hole near the peak. I lashed the last part in place, rather than bolting it, and started climbing down the dome hoping to find a hardware store open nearby where I could buy a door and frame.

Ad astra per technica,

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