Baby stroller and Caretaker

#Honouring my dream.

Scene: I’m in a child stroller, or cart, or wagon, and I’m being taken care/driven by R Crystal. When I look up and see him, I have a knowing that it was not wrong to trust in him, short and incomplete as he is; I was content about it.

He represents my desire to surrender to a competently responsible caretaker.

But I don’t know why I was ok with it, with him being exactly not what I want.

What I want and what I need is and shall be one. I know what it is and I know it will be.