The sound of horses

So, I had another dream last night.
Another ‘stand out, follow me around all day’ kind of dream.

Only ½ the details are clear in my head. I lost most of them when I woke up.

And I won’t tell you everything because (let’s face it) some details are just better left private but I will say that most of the dream took place outside of an old, wooded mansion-type house and one part of the dream that I cannot get out of my mind is walking alone, in the dark on the grounds and in the adjacent property hearing the sound of running horses. I only caught glimpses of the actual animals but that sound…I can’t get it out of my head.

The ground was shaking beneath me.
It was misty and kind of delicious outside, if only a little ominous. (Everything in my dreams are usually a little ominous). It was like that scene in Dances with Wolves where he’s sleeping in the cabin and wakes up to ground shaking because a herd of Buffalo where passing by – it was almost exactly like that.
And that wild, majestic feeling I just can’t get out of my head! It’s crazy when your subconscious mind gets a hold of you like that. Like I said, there were lots of other things that happened and I’m sure if you started to piece them together, it would all make some sort of sense in the context of my life as it is, right at this moment.
But right now, it’s just me and those horses.