Saturday, July 23, 2011

Am I really running away from something?

I woke up with sore legs. I didn't do a 5-kilometer run yesterday but it felt like I have been running so long because of the pain in both my legs. I dreamed of a young tiger. I remember clearly how tame it looked until it started to show his teeth at me. Maybe the tiger decided that I am good to eat so he ran after me. 

The whole evening, I was running through the woods, with the tiger trailing behind me. What was I running from? I'm sure tigers don't literally mean tigers because dreams have a whole universe of meanings all on its own. I could feel the fear too. It was too palpable to ignore.