...fuck this shit I want everything!
Lately my dreams have become more peaceful, and interesting. I guess I'm starting to decompress from the traumatic years of caregiving.Anyway last night I had a dream in which I was either living in or running a doll store. The neat part is that some of the dolls were ballerina's. In this dream they were magical, they could dance!Not only that. I wasn't alone anymore. I seemed to have a companion. A really sweet woman friend ran the store with me. In this dream I felt a strong love for her as if we'd been pals for many years.Yeah real cute, but I'm suspending my pissed off rages, and cynical resentments on this one. It was the kindest most lovely dream that I've had in literally years.I still smile when I think of it.
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