Traveling Dream

 I am packing to go to the airport 
but somehow I am never packed.
I keep remembering more things I keep forgetting.
Secretly the clock is bolting forward ten minutes at a click instead of one.
Each time I look away, it jumps.
Now I remember I have to find the cats.
I have four cats even when I am asleep.
One is on the bed and I slip her into the suitcase.
One is under the sofa.
I drag him out.
But the tabby in the suitcase has vanished.
Now my tickets have run away.
Maybe the cat has my tickets.
I can only find one cat.
My purse has gone into hiding.
Now it is time to get packed.
I take the suitcase down.
There is a cat in it but no clothes.
My tickets are floating in the bath tub full of water.
I dry them.
One cat is in my purse but my wallet has dissolved.
The tickets are still dripping.
I look at the clock as it leaps forward and see I have missed my plane.
My bed is gone now.
There is one cat the size of a sofa.

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