I’m holding a miniature deck of cards. I’m standing in front of a table. I’m flinging the cards into four piles on the table. One of the cards flies past the table and over a cliff. I’m wondering if I can retrieve the card and which one it is. Marcel is standing to my left as I’m flinging the cards. We walk over to the cliff and Marcel is on my left. The cliff has a pipe running along the edge and we’re trying to get good footing so we can look over and see if the card has caught anywhere that I can retrieve. Marcel starts to slip forward so I grab his belt from behind so he doesn’t go over the edge. I wake up.
I’m a little nervous about the cliff. I’m wondering which card it is. It’s a feel-good dream.
