While we are sleeping
our minds have minds of their own —
stray dogs on a scent.
What a brilliant metaphor! Nice work 🙂
Thank you, Sir!
In a nutshell.
If you had a twitter button, I would have tweeted it.
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Ray Sharp, The Bard of Liminga