Last night my wife dreamed about leaving one room and entering another. In between the rooms was an extremely narrow passage. She would have to squeeze through, holding her breath and contorting her body in order to fit. Once she was in the new room, she could inhale again and relax, enjoy the comforts of having enough space and the novelty of being in a fresh environment.
But the passage was tight.
Maybe there is a way to create something worthwhile and emerge renewed without going through such tight spots...but I've never experienced it.
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