I woke up around 4:30 and felt like I couldn’t get back to sleep, but when the alarm rang it brought me out of a dream. I’m kind of amazed at how much I’m dreaming. Or how many dreams I’m remembering. It’s been a long time since I remembered my dreams And I feel like before I would only remember them now and then. Lately it feels like I remember every dream. I wake up to use the bathroom coming out of a dream, and then I go right into another one.
During Covid, I began to dream about Ambrose dying. I would see him in the hospital, on a vent, like I’d seen on the news of Covid patients. And it pained me and terrified me. So Ambrose stopped me from dreaming. He took away my dreams to protect me from my own visions. I connected it today that he did die on a ventilator. I was dreaming a true dream of the future, but I didn’t realize the timing.
I got myself out of bed and on my mile walk, even though I wanted to keep on sleeping. Maybe I’ll go to bed early tonight. I’ve gotten most of the things I want to or need to get done by now. I finished Head & Neck level 2 at exercise release, and did ten minutes of staff spinning during my afternoon break. I also posted a video of my staff spinning to the Move U community. I’d been thinking about doing that, and today someone commented asking to see it so that got me to just do it.
It’s been a long day. I’m glad I’m going to go spend some time playing games this evening. It should be relaxing. I’m feeling optimistic again. I can get through four more Saturdays of community service. And I can do what I need to do at my job. I just hope I can find some time to get a haircut, because I am seriously overgrown right now.
