changing gears

i dreamt a dream. i dreamt a dream of hope. i dreamt what i hope is a true dream.
i dreamt i was cycling in a city. i was totally unaware of my surroundings. i focused on pedaling as hard as a could but the gears were so high it was hard to move. the harder a pedaled, the slower I seemed to go. It felt like going up a hill, only there was no hill.

sweat was dripping down my face. the bicycle was almost at a halt despite my best effort. suddenly, it dawned on me: CHANGE THE GEARS.

i clicked once. the chain rattled and yielded slightly. i clicked again. moving was becoming easier. i clicked again, and again, and again, going faster and faster on the bicycle...

that's when I woke up.