An Xmas eve anxiety dream involving a kind of skyhook system except I had to fire a hook on a wire up from the ground to falling skydivers (why? It’s a dream. They all make sense when in the dream).
The anxiety bit is I have a team around me that wants to fire said skyhook from indoors which misses the impossibly small channel carved in the wall for this improbable exercise.
Of course the firing fails and, against the clock I have to rewind the cable onto an impossibly large reel whilst being shouted at by the others telling me we’re running out of time. The skydivers are getting lower. Why we have to hook them in is, of course, hard to fathom but ours is not to question why.
Merry Xmas on and all.
Up the hill backwards 
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