I dreamed there was a back-up of cars on the entry lane infront of me, I wanted to just get in line, but this is when my car took control and began to fly...
From Rumi: This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet.
JalaAd-in Rumi (for those who dont know, 12th Century Muslim - a Sufi mystic
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