I Dreamed of Coyotes

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This afternoon at some point, I dreamt I was in a desert canyon (my mind fixed it as being the Grand Canyon, but the rocks and dirt were rust-red and more like sandstone... it was really just some random red desert place - I know I've been there before but I don't know where exactly it is) & I was playing with wild coyotes. Playing fetch & tug-of-war with some almost completely dried carcass of something. Maybe a big jackrabbit. It was mostly pelt with some bones or sinew left. The coyotes would yip & make play-bows & if I stood still too long, they would run up & nip at my elbows or legs. It was late afternoon, getting towards sunset & at least we were in a shady spot because it was still fucking hot. I could smell the coppery red earth around us & the smell of sweaty dog-paws & breath & my own sweat. Every sound had that echoey muffled sound that things have in the desert when you're among old stone and rocks.

At least I dreamt it close to waking, so I could remember it.

I am sore today. I think someone beat me with the ugly stick. I'm going to try for the gym again tonight.