Why am I up so early....
Well, I just received a nighttime gift in the best form possible - A DREAM! When I am particularly stressed, I don't dream (or remember the ones I have). I usually go to sleep with a list of things to accomplish the next day on my mind and wake up ready to get them done. Well, recently I've felt a little disconnected from everything. Found out my phone has water corrosion on its motherboard, so it is slowly dying. Wasn't gettin some phone calls and text or voice messages. Quite a sad situation. And I've just been too busy to stop and get another one or file a claim - yada yada. Tonight (or this morning rather) was great. In my dream, I was brought in a room where all my family was waiting. I knew it was a birthday party for me but no one said anything. They simply led me to a back room filled with picture frames. As I walk up to the first frame, my grandma (deceased) has a filmed message that pops up. She tells me how much she loves me and how she wishes me a happy birthday! Immediately my eye swell up in tears. Every frame after that had a different family member saying how proud of me they were and how much they loved me. They all wished me a happy birthday. Of course I was so moved in the Dream that when I opened my "real" eyes, I felt my pillow soaked in tears. I just felt loved. I felt destressed. I just know that I have this strong unit that loves me and wants the best for me. It's easy to forget that when some of these same people can be the source of alot of your stress and heartache. But, just from that little dream, I know that I need to quit taking life sooo seriously. Frankly, I'm too young to really stress out about anything. All I have are options, a vast future of choices which, good or bad, I can make in true independence. Man!
That's what dreams are for.
That's what dreams are for.