Dream Update

I had the Heavy Backpack Dream last night again. I stopped. Took it off. And began to unpack it. It was full of dead whales, big, bloated orca carcasses with those hateful, awful names carved into their bellies. When the backpack was empty, I looked around me for the "Thing", the "Name" to put into it. I found some golden thread. When I lifted it, it curved and coiled into a shimmery rendition that spelt "LOVE". That is all I placed in the backpack. Cedar and then I skipped off toward a sun-kissed thread of path through a laughing forest with a sweet brook. A lovely dream. All mine.