Ballerinas in Red and the Road to the Salt Flats

Date: 12/15/2017

I dreamt I’m at a fairly small local grocery store and I’m with a ballet teacher who seems familiar to me. She tells me that cherry red sashes would look great with the tutus everyone is wearing. I look down and notice I’m wearing a light mocha colored tutu with a big red bow. I also notice I’m surrounded by beautiful bouquets of red flowers. I’m sad because I remember I’m not a ballerina and tell her so. Last thing I remember seeing before the dream ends are groups of dancers standing in the parking lot outside the stage. I drift off to sleep again and find myself in the salt flats. The flats are much whiter than the real ones and seem to stretch out into infinity. I’m there watching as the construction workers pave the roads through the whiteness. It’s fascinating to watch. Before the construction, there were no roads that led to the salt flats.