I was walking down the road, a familiar road where I used to pass through before when going home from work.
And suddenly a running motorcycle went ahead of me, it's a cute red motorcycle, it's running itself with no rider.
I liked it so I ran fast towards it and rode on it. I was riding the motorcycle smoothly and fast like an EXPERT rider, moving my body with it as it ran along the curvy and swirly path.
I passed a few people along the way. And we're about to pass through an old narrow high bridge, I stopped and stood there at the beginning of the bridge, however, the red motorcycle ran on its own accord ahead of me towards the bridge and it fell on the near middle of the bridge through its broken floor. I saw that the bridge was not a good one, aside from its very narrow area, it's already broken and not safe anymore to pass through.
I lost my ride, the cute red motorcycle was already lost. I felt disappointed, I cannot move fast anymore.
I saw several people beside me, and I didn't know them. They're merely walking and they're not hurrying unlike me.
And the Lord spoke within me saying, "DON'T WORRY...just go with them, walk with them."
So I looked at them and walked beside them as we chose a different path, another road beside the tall old narrow broken bridge. The road was going downward and it's an ordinary road with cream color.
I walked with ordinary people on an ordinary road.
-Anne (Dream 8.23.2022)