Dreams
So I've been doing some reading about lucid dreaming, which really freaked me out. I'm scared that. I'm going to have a nightmare about looking in a mirror and seing my face horribly distorted. Anyway, I've been keeping track of my dreams this week. One disturbing, yet unsurprising, trend is Mom being present. She always behaves like her normal self, but I'm aware that she's going to die soon. No one else knows, and I don't bother trying to explain or prevent it. She never actually dies in the dreams, there's just that awareness that she was going to.
I had a really distinct dream this morning. We were renovating the house on 107th. Uché was painting the living room indigo, Chaya was planting grapes in the backyard, and I was wearing a turquoise dress. Other things happened, but these 3 seemed really important. *shrug*
I had a really distinct dream this morning. We were renovating the house on 107th. Uché was painting the living room indigo, Chaya was planting grapes in the backyard, and I was wearing a turquoise dress. Other things happened, but these 3 seemed really important. *shrug*