1. First and foremost, I turn another year and another year wiser.
2. It's the month of love. Haha oh if only. Valentines is overrated.
3. It's also really short :)
4. Tax returns!
Dreams vs. Reality.
So last night I had a frighteningly realistic dream. There was a lot that happened. Most of it scared me. I have quite a few dreams, although by the time I wake up I don't remember most of them. There are a select few that stay with me when I wake in the morning. This was one of them.
To sum it up, I was leaving. Me leaving my home. As in all of us where moving because because things around here simply weren't working out anymore. From what I remember it had quite a bit to do with our business although I'm not completely sure what happened. In real life our business is stressful yes, but it's still very successful. We were definitely moving out of the state. Like I said, in real life our D.Q. is very successful so I really don't know what would have happened to make us completely walk out on it.
One detail that was kind of a heart breaker was when this person whited out my name, my moms, and Brenda's names from the schedule. The feelings that I felt...sad is an understatement. Being forced against my will doesn't sound like much, but the feeling is one I can't describe. I remember I was hysteric as were my buddies (who happened to be with me) and my co-workers.
While all that was going on, I went outside and found my buddies. Before we even said anything, we held the other in a tight embrace. I remember whispering that "this happens a lot, but this time there's a possibility that I may not be coming back." The hot tears stung my eyes.
Then we somehow end up on a beach somewhere with lots of buildings around. Basically like a city and the buildings, but no roads or anything. We're walking around in a big mall, then we're hanging out on stands or something when I noticed my mom come looking for me. Of course I didn't want to leave. This is my home. And it always will be. So me being stubborn I hid from her as long as I could. Finally the time came and I had to say what could've been my last goodbye to not only my home, but to all those who shared the memories. After the last farewell, that was it. I left with her, not sure if we'd ever come back.
That's where it ended before my super mario ringtone on my phone went off and woke me up. The dream was oddly exhausting and I fell back asleep multiple times to see how it would end. Maybe it did. I don't remember if it ever continued after that.
The point is, I'm very thankful that dreams aren't real. There's only been a select few times where I wish ed they were. To me, dreams are wishes that your heart makes. It also serves as a connection between you and our Father when he wants to tell you something. Not necessarily always, but I do believe it sometimes.
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