Mizblog

I dreamed I was racing Bruce Lee up a hill. There were a bunch of stairs separated by open spaces. Kind of like a terraced parking lot, or the stairs going up the hill at Pierce College. Anyway, Bruce Lee was faster than me, but my long legs let me catch my stride better on the stairs, so I’d be able to catch him and start to pass him on the stairs. But every time I got ahead of him, he’d reach out and pull me back while he pushed himself forward against me! So I started grabbing his arm and pulling him back while I pulled myself forward. We were laughing and grappling with each other all the way up the hill. Neither one of us got tired.