Go To Ground!

 I was up at 5am which is a little late for my rhythm these days.   But that didn't hinder me.   It was not too late to go back to sleep.  

I heard this mantra, "go to ground, go to ground" and I felt the whole world collapsing into the back of my head.  Into my cerebellum, or whatever part that is.    Over and over, there was only the back of my head, the whole world folding into it and the intention of going into the ground.

Then I was dreaming.  And I was doing a podcast.  There were three of us.  But I wasn't asking the questions.  It was Zander interviewing Faingold.  They were doing fine.  I thought Zander was asking good questions.  I kept wanting to ask, but he kept asking so I was silent.  Then I couldn't hear what they were saying, either the questions or the answers.   And then they stopped sort of abruptly.  Then they left.  I was trying to get them back to the table to record.  But they didn't come back.  Then there was some sort of technical problem with my equipment. 

Then all of a sudden there was some sort of alert.  And everyone was freaking out.  It was like there was inclement weather approaching.   But it was more that inclement weather, it was more like infinite weather.  An interdimensional attack beyond our comprehension.  Imagine that.  Like that never happens...lol    I was frightened.

I'm not sure what happened next.  I remember thinking that "Go To Ground!" would be a great name for a podcast, and perhaps I should change End of the Road to Go to Ground.  Its almost the same sort of thing in a way.  Certainly, the guests could be the same...lol     But Go to Ground is like electrical stuff, everything goes to ground.  Its such a nice thing to slow down and let everything go to ground.