There is one particular man who has shown up in my dreams sporadically but regularly for the last six to seven months. I know so little about him that calling him anything more than an acquaintance wouldn't seem appropriate. He worked at the Boys and Girls Club where I volunteered- and that's how I came across him. We briefly and barely talked. He had no interest in me, to say the least. Still doesn't. And yet, for some unknown to me reason, my subconscious has deemed him as an appropriate person to think about during slumber. I've had so many dreams of him, that I've come to expect them now. Quite frankly, I had no interest in him prior to having him show up so often in my dreams. The dreams are slowly getting more and more intimate. At first it was just talking, then it progressed to hugging, and although all other intimate acts were skipped over- the last two dreams have been of us raising children together. I believe everything happens for a reason- even dreams. Typically I can figure out what my dreams are telling me- but his repeat image has left a blank in my dream journal.
Writing For Healing
Two months go I swore to myself that I would write every day for the rest of this year. Two months later, that obviously has not happened. I truly need to make a more sincere effort to just sit down and write a bit each day. It's so fulfilling. Three weeks ago, the three children I fostered last winter came back into my home- quite unexpectedly. Within the first two days of them being here, both Shiva and Mangey passed away. I spent most of these last three weeks emotionally and physically drained. It's been terribly exhausting and I've just wanted to run away and hide. Alas- as a parent, unfortunately you can't do that. And I've sucked up my tears, skipped over the grieving process for my little fur babies, and strengthened up for the three littles that need me to be strong for them right now. Good energies have taken care of me, and I'm slowly beginning to feel more and more in tune with the world again. And writing has always been my therapy- so I'm here to try and be the best I can be, again.
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