I had an interesting dream last night.

I dreamed I was flying in a little Cessna 182 with a rock climbing buddy who took big risks; he scraped the landing gear on trees. I got out and felt bad about being a weinie but wouldn’t get back in.

Then my dream morphed into a gigantic abandoned rotting stone castle set into rocky cliffs overlooking the ocean. The place was enormous, hundreds of thousands of square feet. The interior was dark, and in disrepair. I remember being in a gorgeous inside gym with a rock climbing wall. My buddies ran up and down it without any protective gear… Just beautiful, free athleticism. I have been injured for awhile and unable to work out or do anything, so maybe that was it.

I do feel like I am getting old and my injuries more frequent and my athleticism is dropping.

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Joel Gross

Joel Gross is the CEO of Coalition Technologies.