Making Each Day Count

Woke up to an early start, and felt inspired. I dreamt I was speaking with former colleagues – fluently, in French.

It must be because the topic from yesterday’s Basic French class was passions et rêves. And maybe because I kept reciting “Ma passion est les chiens et les voyages”.

In my dream I was still finding words to express my thoughts to be more conversational. What amazed me was how quickly I found the words and made sense to the people I was talking to, sans my French class notes, all from memory. And they cheered me on because I was a bit more confident.

I remember before waking up from my dream I responded to my audience’ words of encouragement. I said “Petit à petit” with a matching wide grin.