You're just going to carry it around forever?
Awhile ago, I had a dream that I don't think I ever wrote out here, and it seems like something I need to remember on a day like today. I was walking around some busy store with some old friends from high school, and I was carrying my old trumpet. I kept looking all around trying to my find my case to put it away, but I couldn't find it. Finally, one of the friends asked why I was carrying my trumpet. I told her, "Oh, I can't find my case." She looked at me for a second and then said, "So you're just going to carry it around forever? You could just let it go."
At the time, I was really upset with certain people in my life. And I remember thinking that I needed a place to put my anger with them - that I needed to start boxing or something. And for the first time, I woke up that morning and felt like I really could just let my anger go. Like I could close my eyes and release it somehow.
It is harder than my friend made it seem in the dream, and sometimes it's impossible. But on those days when it is harder, I try to remember my dream-self having an epiphany that night, and I try, as hard as I can, to just... let go.
At the time, I was really upset with certain people in my life. And I remember thinking that I needed a place to put my anger with them - that I needed to start boxing or something. And for the first time, I woke up that morning and felt like I really could just let my anger go. Like I could close my eyes and release it somehow.
It is harder than my friend made it seem in the dream, and sometimes it's impossible. But on those days when it is harder, I try to remember my dream-self having an epiphany that night, and I try, as hard as I can, to just... let go.