This "Month of Doom" for me has been chock full of doom, with doom sprinkles and extra doom on the side for good measure. All you can eat doom!! Doom open 24 hours!
I am nervous to find out the results today, but I'd also rather KNOW my fate than have to wait! (That was kinda Johnnie Cochran, lol)
I had a crazy dream last night - here's the circumstances that I think it came from...
After this divorce mess Saturday, last night I was feeling really scared and like I needed a big hug, like to the point I considered going and telling my husband I was wrong, please just snuggle me!!
I fought the urge, but it was tough. My closest friends are at least an hour away, my mom is 10 hours...usually the Internet makes it no big deal, but when you need someone to literally squeeze the panic out of you, that's not real helpful.
Anyway, how's this for a dream rife with psychological undertones...
I was traveling in some foreign country with my husband and a large group of friends and acquaintances. The place we were staying was attacked by terrorists and we were trying to escape as a group but people kept getting captured, killed.
The few of us that were left - maybe ten? - finally made it to an air duct we could slip out of and get outside, but the terrorists were right behind us and it looked like just three of us would make it through before we were caught.
My husband was not one of the three - just me, my best friend and a girl I know from college. They were like "Come on!!" and I looked through the vent, could practically smell the fresh air outside, and said "I can't do it - I can't go!" and stayed behind with my husband.
Here's the kicker. They put us in a holding cell and as I sat there on the bench, watching my domineering husband, I knew I didn't go because I loved him deeply or wouldn't want to live without him.
I allowed myself to be captured because I was scared of facing whatever was out there without his "help." I was willing to take my chances with terrorists out of fear of grabbing the freedom that was just in front of me.
I am not going to be that person.
I woke up this morning feeling both really shaken and hugely determined.
no subject
I am nervous to find out the results today, but I'd also rather KNOW my fate than have to wait! (That was kinda Johnnie Cochran, lol)
I had a crazy dream last night - here's the circumstances that I think it came from...
After this divorce mess Saturday, last night I was feeling really scared and like I needed a big hug, like to the point I considered going and telling my husband I was wrong, please just snuggle me!!
I fought the urge, but it was tough. My closest friends are at least an hour away, my mom is 10 hours...usually the Internet makes it no big deal, but when you need someone to literally squeeze the panic out of you, that's not real helpful.
Anyway, how's this for a dream rife with psychological undertones...
I was traveling in some foreign country with my husband and a large group of friends and acquaintances. The place we were staying was attacked by terrorists and we were trying to escape as a group but people kept getting captured, killed.
The few of us that were left - maybe ten? - finally made it to an air duct we could slip out of and get outside, but the terrorists were right behind us and it looked like just three of us would make it through before we were caught.
My husband was not one of the three - just me, my best friend and a girl I know from college. They were like "Come on!!" and I looked through the vent, could practically smell the fresh air outside, and said "I can't do it - I can't go!" and stayed behind with my husband.
Here's the kicker. They put us in a holding cell and as I sat there on the bench, watching my domineering husband, I knew I didn't go because I loved him deeply or wouldn't want to live without him.
I allowed myself to be captured because I was scared of facing whatever was out there without his "help." I was willing to take my chances with terrorists out of fear of grabbing the freedom that was just in front of me.
I am not going to be that person.
I woke up this morning feeling both really shaken and hugely determined.