Dream Weaver

I have been having the weirdest dreams as of late. Seriously. The other night it I dreamed I was coming out of a store to watch all of my tires flatten before my eyes. They all had been slashed. I somehow found myself to some tire vending location, but not before it started raining. They ignored me for a long time. Like asked if they could help, I'd respond while they managed to get distracted by something else, and return with the same question. This happened repeatedly. They finally heard my response and quoted a price while I realized that my bank account was at zero. No way to buy the tires. I was stranded with rain pouring outside and they proceeded to ignore me again.

I woke up all stressed and my eyes stung as if I hadn't slept at all. Got ready for work and while I pulled out of the gravel parking lot let loose a huge sigh of relief as I realized that all four of my tires were still intact.

And then last night. For some reason I was walking or running during the wee hours of the morning. It was pitch black outside and I kept encountering very scary people. I would be running just fine until I saw them....my legs would suddenly become lead weights and the scary people would cross the street, slow down, speed up to walk next to me. They all ended up being perfectly harmless, but scary nonetheless.

Stressful. And my eyes hurt once again. Why can't I have good dreams about Never Neverland but with nice pirates and guys who stop staring and actually talk to me instead of making me feel uncomfortable. Talking really isn't much of a commitment. We can be friends. It's really okay.

On that note. I was feeling pretty crappy and melancholy yesterday. Stressful dreams and then the midwife here at the clinic who is just an amazing woman has been passing out. She blames it ont he low blood pressure that we share (I can relate) but apparently it wasnt an isolated incident because she had to sit down ont he floor in line at the cafeteria yesterday. Her husband made her go to the doctor in the afternoon and now she's having heart surgery tomorrow. Kinda scary. And the worst is watching her be all embarassed because she can't function like normal and then power walk it across the parking lot after almost fainting to prove that's she's okay. So I'm worried about her. Remember Lynn in your prayers.

Besides which, do you ever get in one of those moods where music can't even perk you up momentarily, it just stresses you out even more? Well, I do on rare occasion. I really don't know what my deal has been this last week or so. I usually don't stress so much. I haven't been myself. Anyhow, driving home having a little bit of a pity party for myself, feeling very much alone in my little sad red car and stuck in traffic next to this school bus. I look up and the school bus is filled with some athletic team made up of lots of 16-17 year old boys. Right before I turn to see if traffic is moving again, one of the kids looks at me and smiles. I give a little polite smile back with raised eyebrows as if to say...."I'm 25 buddy". He turns back around and a second later, about nine adolescent boys are pressed against bus windows waving at me. It somehow made my day. Is that shallow? It was amusing at the very least.

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