Sometimes after I have an intense dream I have these little wisps of the dream that act like flashbacks to moments in the dream that pull me back to certain moments within the dream. Last night I had a very REAL dream where it was the end times. I was in a minivan with my mom, this guy who looked like Jim Parrack (Hoyt) from True Blood and driving into a big city which I will say is Boston because I think that is what I remember from the radio banter when this explosion happens. This huge, orange-yellow, mushroom-fire cloud that looked to be going up into the air then starts shooting toward us and all I think is that this is the end...and then it's peaceful. I brace myself for what's next. Will it be blackness? Emptiness? Nothingness? Bright lights? What? And then I am in this big all black room like an empty museum space that we're walking through and Gabby's hand is in mine. Noah and my mom are a little in front of us and the guy who looks like Hoyt is next to me......
My journey from the realization that I was sleepwalking through my life through where I am today--living my life and taking ownership of who I am becoming each day!