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I keep having these two dreams. For years now.
I'm running through a maze of corridors. Up and down loads of stairs.
It feels to be underground, but I wouldn't bet on it. The funny thing is, every time I see the dream, I know where I've been.
I recognise the places. So I take a different turn to find the way out. And I always will.
This other dream, I'm driving a car. A red car, no particular make. And then I have to drive it down hill. And I cannot find the brakes.
I mix up my feet. I always manage to brake at last. Sometimes using my hands.
I wonder if I should stop working in power corridors, taking different turns and being unable to brake that damn thing?
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