The Dream That Moved Me

I had been thinking about moving to another city for work for two years but could never commit. I was paralyzed by the decision. Then I had a dream — vivid, specific — in which I was living in a particular apartment with a red door and a courtyard with a magnolia tree. Three months after I finally moved to Charlotte, I found an apartment with a red door. When I stepped into the courtyard I stopped walking. Magnolia tree, center of the courtyard, exactly as I had dreamed it. I stood there for a long time. That apartment became the place where my life changed completely for the better.