I struggled through Yoga this morning for the dream would not leave me. The dream itself was unfocused, vague and shadowy, unformed yet it persisted far into the practice. The more I tried to focus on reality, the more the transaction of the dream spoke to me. 

Now that I am home, and writing, the realization comes this dream is not transient of anxiety and daily woes, but it will return some night, and it asks that I prepare.