Sometimes, it’s not merely apparent, but practically obvious, when it comes to figuring out what you need and/or what you want.
Last night I dreamt I was taking pictures in a city called Venice, but not in any part of Venice I’ve ever seen in pictures before, with an old friend as pseudo-guide. There were canals, and underground passages, and elevators, and in some places huge crowds of people. In other places, there was a person in a mask. And a shoe store, I believe, with white feather shoes. It was a strange dream in an imaginary Venice. Someone want to explain the metaphoric meaning of that?
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