Catch and Keep
Had a dream a few nights ago that I was fishing in a field of tall grass. I cast the line out, and it snagged a juvenile alligatoroid of some kind. In the past, these creatures have been used to represent bad habits or vices in my dream life. It would seem, then, that I am on the verge of falling back into some kind of trouble that I would rather avoid. It's only a baby, so maybe I can squash its head before it gets big enough to reproduce.
A noisy fox woke me up very late in the night on Thursday and helped me to employ the WBtB (wake, back to bed) technique to recall an extensive but rather uninteresting scenario. I've started writing in my physical dream diary again, so maybe that will help me to give things a boost. The truth is that I've just been at low-ebb in terms of mental and spiritual energy lately, with my physical health stable. I've never been a robust person in any capacity, and my increasing age surely is doing nothing at all to help things. Probably have 1/10th of the testosterone of someone my age from the year 1900 with all of the pollutants we ingest nowadays if you can believe some of the stuff I have been hearing on the radio.
Hmph