Last night was another one of those nights where I was haunted by dreams all night. Like the picture, the dreams were dark with story lines reaching out like the limbs on the trees here. The setting was dark and gloomily also. I just have to wonder, where do these things come from? For the most part I can't remember much about the first one. I just remember it like I said dark and gloomily. The second dream wasn't as bad. I was with friends, but I don't know who they were. I remember one part where I was done by a sea wall and the waves were breaking over. I remember the water being so blue and cold and that I was much younger. There were people all around yet I didn't know anyone.
Nothing happened at work yesterday that made me mad or upset. As a matter of fact I had a good day at work. I was able to balance the retirement file I had been working with. I wish I knew what my mind was trying to work out. Is it that deep down I'm afraid of getting older? The fear of being alone? I try not to think about these subjects to much, but yes these things do cross my mind from time to time.
Maybe it will be sometime before I have another visit from these dreams... I hope so anyway.
1 comment:
it isn't age or being alone that generates the fear. it's just not being worshipped and adored. and finally understanding why! ;-)
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