Chance dream't he was digging a hole to install a plant in and watch it grow....
At first he jumped on the top of the shovel........ he had a digging partner and the deeper they dug the hole his partner voiced, warned , or cautioned Chance to be careful he did not bury himself in the quick sand as the wall of the hole fell in towards center and he soon stood there in a slurry of muck, digging yet deeper........
Chance thought to himself you know I think I will step out of this hole .... he found it was increasingly difficult to get out to move even any at all.. he began to struggle... and thought of calling for help to someone nearby with a rope... with a team pulling and enough strength they could pull him out... he thought as he began to panic.. and struggle he was up to his neck in the muddy soup...and beginning find it hard to breath.........
Stay calm don't panic! He thought to himself..... and..........
He thought of loving old mean Sue Ritter........... she wasn't so bad really was she? he asked of himself...
and maybe Creation was a slow Luminesence time..........
and something about 'loose change on the prowel'
and not being able or can't trade with the 'Dulce' Tribe....... in the High Desert.....
He opened his eyes and drew in a sweet cool fresh breath of pure air.............
it was a dream knocking on his door.
Chance had Dream't............
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