Notes from another life.

[the_drifter]

Just woke up from an intensely vivid dream about having taken in four really smart and really skittish siblings, ranging probably from about five to about fourteen in age, who had washed up into the social service system. I'm not sure if I was a caseworker or worked at a program, but I was the one who made the first real connection with them. It became clear really quickly that they were incredibly untrusting of all of the other adults, and that whatever placement they were slated for was going to be totally unsuited to them. So I somehow brokered a deal where I'd be their caregiver, at least at first.

The logic of the dream has started to fade, as have their faces. But they were great kids, and I think I'm going to spend the first hour of the day feeling kind of wistful about them.

I dream with this intensity at least a couple of times a week, and I love having these kinds of dreams, being immersed in vivid other lives that I care deeply about.