As seen in the previous post, dreams are often nonsensical. I recall one snippet from a dream as a child where I was on a pirate ship in a high storm, wearing a pink and yellow Easter bunny outfit, fighting a feathered giant octopus with a paper umbrella. Weird stuff like that.
But sometimes dreams are therapeutic and easy to translate, even without the use of someone you're paying $$$ per hour.
Last night, I dreamt I ran into an old friend I no longer see. We were at a thrift store. The conversation was genial, even though we had not parted so. Much of the actual dialogue was lost when I woke, but I recall she mentioned I seemed different. I did and said I had finally, after all these years, figured out what I wanted NEEDED to be- calm.
And that phrase woke me up at 3:16am.
And I do need this. Many of my issues, mental and physical, are present because I am so highly strung- less so than I used to be, but still far more than I should. I am a person who is either fully ON or OFF; one who wants immediate results and launches himself into whatever he's doing with complete goGOGO!!!
I need to be calm.
7 years ago
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