I had a dream, I mean something good, enjoyable that felt great.
This should be, and is for many, a regular occurrence, but for me I can’t remember the last time that happened,because they’ve all been dark and often terrifying and the demented, creepy, sex pest ex is in them.
This is a noteworthy change inside, I think, I hope. It came, I believe, from declaring my bondaries and releasing some anger.
Nights would be so different with good dreams in them. I am hoping for many more.