
Lost
Being lost is one of the oldest dream-images there is: the way blurs, the landmarks stop meaning what they did, and the path you trusted no longer tells you which turn is yours. It tends to surface when a direction that once felt certain has come undone — less a question of where am I than of what did I stop being sure of. The dream asks whether the answer is to find the old road again, or to choose a new way deliberately rather than drift.
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