Things are set to get a little odd around here as I try to find new ways to heal from my previous mental state and try move forward in a happier frame of mind so bear with me.
I am a great believer in dreams holding the answers to a lot of our every day problems and so I’m going to make a point of trying to remember mine each night and see if they are trying to tell me anything. I think we take on so much in life, and take in so much information each day that it’s hard to process and our dreams are definitely an outlet for our tired minds. Things we can’t make sense of by day can be worked out while we sleep and when we wake up, things don’t feel so bad again.
Last night I was talking in my sleep. I didn’t know this until JJ told me this morning I’d bellowed the words FUCK OFF at him in the early hours. I do remember I’d had some dreams about certain things from my past that trouble me, guilt I feel that I just couldn’t let go of, friendships that had gone by the wayside, missed oportunities to do the right thing, nothing incredibly serious and yet, it was serious to me.
I think last night I let it all go. I think I was shouting at my subconcious, and at all the ghosts from my past that it was time for them to leave me alone and let me move forward.
I will try each day to do the right thing, try to help where I can, try not to upset anyone, and try to love the world and myself a little more than I have in the past. That’s really all I can do.
It’s time to let go.
It’s time to move forward.