I have mentioned in an earlier post that I'm a dreamer. In full color, I know I'm dreaming in my dream, I'm pretty sure I teleport...dreamer.
I came across a picture on the internet where everywhere you go someone mentions that we are overdue for a huge earthquake. Scary times. Are we safe in Vermont?
What about my family? I was born and raised in California. Will this be recorded on Google Earth? Before and after? What about Florida? I have family there as well and a new grandson on the way! Run and hide everyone!!
You could really freak yourself out about all this or...take a deep breath and tell yourself it's gonna be okay. Not much anyone can do about it aside from moving to Mars and talk about boring.
Maybe go under the ocean. Big tsunami can't get you there or can it...hmmmm. I keep getting this picture of people running around yelling THE BIG ONES COMING but we will do nothing about it as they wring their hands and take another shot of whiskey lol So I say, hang on to your floats and pray.
This is where my dream comes in:
I'm in a rustic type ranch house apartment building on the 2nd floor. Running along the front is a enclosed porch. Looking out I can see other buildings off the Main Street and where the ocean was behind everything.
As I'm looking over I watch as this gigantic tsunami is going by and it turns towards the apartment where I'm at. I think oh great and watch thinking how big and beautiful it looks and we're all gonna die, then I'm under water and I can breath. I think I turned into a Mermaid. I've always wanted to be a Mermaid.
Then I wake up.
What's your most re memorial dream?
I love to mess around with projects. Especially plastic bottles in all shapes and sizes. I love creating stuff which really appeals to my cheap nature aka recycling. And when it actually works...bonus!
I have been recycling a long time. I'm especially happy when what I create I can actually use.
I went into this "funk" for a while. I went completely bah humbug on just about everything and all things holiday which is so not like me. I didn't even decorate for Christmas or Halloween I was so depressed.
With this chronic pain thing going on, not working, my adult kids living so far away, the combination of all these things that were missing in my life brought me to my knees which I am not used to being a fighter.
Then in June, I was 'cleaning' my computer out of stuff I didn't use or remember using and came across Blogger. I had already decided to write a book of my life for my new Grandson that is due September 10th. So as in all things I plunged right in and started blogging as well.
How does this all tie together you ask? It has brought bringing me out of my funk where I may actually decorate this holiday season and now I have a reason and a place to put my creative ideas at. Weird the paths we that we end up taking to get to a better place.
