Were it not that I have bad dreams.
Aug. 17th, 2011 12:47 amThe past two nights my dreams have been restless and hard to leave behind when I wake. Last night I seemed to have tumbled into a murder mystery crossed with I'm not sure what. James McAvoy was there speaking in his lovely Scottish accent and we had to get somewhere but the only boats we had were more like baskets. A river was flooding and I was trying to help find something but I didn't know what or where to look. I've had worse anxiety dreams, this one was just tricky as the images stayed with me. Using a basket like coracle and the water washing everything away.
The night before last I dreamed I was in a place that felt like something out of Star Trek, all corridors and no windows but I was with the Avengers. Somehow I had a bow that wasn't a bow that I knew and I had to help. I was at the end of this line with all the heroes to the front and I didn't know how to fire the weapon.
Now neither of these dreams were truly nightmares, they've just stuck with me and I'm hoping that writing them out will someone help them not bother me as much.
Mainly I've been doing well, this is my last week of having two closing shifts in a row and I have various things planned before I head off to see my family at the end of August. I'm feeling good and spending my time reading great books like Ptolemy's Gate by Jonathan Stroud. Also I have a googledoc full of jobs to apply for and most of them are fairly easy since I already have a great cover/application letter written. The dreams are just my subconscious going you're in transition and what comes next is still up in the air. I need to keep reminding myself that I'm good at transitions and this time, I know what I want and have the tools to do amazing things.
There's a tiny bit of money worry, but I can deal with that. The nice thing about seeing my family at the end of the month is my next paycheck won't be hit as hard.
The night before last I dreamed I was in a place that felt like something out of Star Trek, all corridors and no windows but I was with the Avengers. Somehow I had a bow that wasn't a bow that I knew and I had to help. I was at the end of this line with all the heroes to the front and I didn't know how to fire the weapon.
Now neither of these dreams were truly nightmares, they've just stuck with me and I'm hoping that writing them out will someone help them not bother me as much.
Mainly I've been doing well, this is my last week of having two closing shifts in a row and I have various things planned before I head off to see my family at the end of August. I'm feeling good and spending my time reading great books like Ptolemy's Gate by Jonathan Stroud. Also I have a googledoc full of jobs to apply for and most of them are fairly easy since I already have a great cover/application letter written. The dreams are just my subconscious going you're in transition and what comes next is still up in the air. I need to keep reminding myself that I'm good at transitions and this time, I know what I want and have the tools to do amazing things.
There's a tiny bit of money worry, but I can deal with that. The nice thing about seeing my family at the end of the month is my next paycheck won't be hit as hard.