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Last night I dreamed I was leaving work on my motorcycle. On the way out the gate, I spotted a friend and whipped around to offer him a ride. It was then that I saw the biggest black bear probably in the history of the planet lying in the street beside some other people. This bear was easily larger than a either grizzly or a polar bear. When I rode near him he was stirred to rise up on his feet. I slowed enough to stroke the fur on his head. At first he seemed to evidence a disposition to follow me, but I gently discouraged him. Then I got off the bike, helped my friend load his packages, and suggested that he go back into the shipyard so he could get his hard hat since I wasn't carrying a spare helmet, but he seemed to think with all the other stuff tied on the bike the police wouldn't notice.
What a weird dream. I've been retired now for 8 months and still my old job intrudes upon my dream world. Not to mention that it's been 20 years since I had the Sportster.
Last edited by WT Sharpe; 08-29-2014 at 10:57 AM.
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