I told my daughter about my dream.
“What does it mean?” I asked since she is good with that stuff.
“You don’t know where you’re going in life,” she said.
“I thought so. I don’t like it. Should I like it? Can I see it as an adventure?”
“Like you’re on a path and you don’t know where you’re headed,” she added.
“Is that a bad thing? Should I know? Am I fucked up?”
I guess no one really knows, do they? No one knows what tomorrow will bring, do they?
This whole thing is making me physically uncomfortable. I think I will go to bed and try to just chill and be present.
Sometimes that works and sometimes I am wide freaking awake for hours. I never know which kind of night it will be. Makes it exciting, right?
WRONG!!!! But, I’ve learned there’s no point in resisting it.
I will try to turn not knowing into an adventure. I could really create any kind of life I want. Why should I be afraid? Why not be excited? It’s the same body sensations anyway.
OK, enough about that. Let’s follow the unknown path – I was going to say the yellow brick road, but I don’t really think I’m off to see the wizard so I refrained.
Yesterday I had a little goldilocks in my blog but I removed it. Too hot, too cold, just right kind of thing.
So, I am rambling. Good night one and all. Tomorrow is a NEW, GREAT DAY!!! (See yesterday’s blog.)