This one though was a bit different. Metaphorical.
In my dream, I found myself back at my first real proper full-time job I had when I was 18. Only in this dream, I was the age I am now.
I reacquainted myself with all my old colleagues and I remember saying to them that it wasn't a step back returning to them because I had grown. I had evolved and I could show them what I had learnt.
I remember seeing a path lit with candles. As I drew nearer I could see people taking off their hospital wrist ID bands and placing them on the ground with a tealight. I looked at my own wrist and saw that I still had mine on. I took it off and gently placed it among the sea of flickering flames. I stepped back and could see the path grow into the distance, I wanted to follow it but instead, the mountains began to enclose around us. A storm was brewing. We all got separated and in the end it was only me climbing the mountain.
A loud boom came from the skies which triggered an avalanche. Rocks were falling over my head and people were shouting directions to me, telling me when to duck for cover and when to go.
The ground was shaking and I was afraid. I called out to people to come over but they were unable to and as my subconscious began to awaken, I watched as an outsider the image slant away and I felt myself falling until I woke up.
Instantly I understood. This path I am currently walking, is rocky, I have support, but ultimately this path is mine to walk alone. I will gain new tools and learn new skills. I will become stronger and I wont always feel like I am falling. As I make that conscious decision, I lean over to my bedside table and write a note to myself; Remember the Wings next time!
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