dreams

my dreams are returning, slowly yet surely. I remembered two within the
same week -- before that it had been a month, almost two, since I remembered.

these two dreams have carried a similar theme, centering around Thievery.
while the first theft occurred by a shopkeep stealing my things, the second
theft was my pilfering from a small, locally-owned business.

what was stolen from me? a computer.

what did I steal? 10c sweet buns.

and yet those sweet buns left me with a genuine sense of regret, one which now
compels me to examine my life for those elements where I have simply taken or
taken simply, that is... when my hands assume that I may take of the most negligible
energies because no one is looking, no one would care, no one...

I have been taking a look at the book of Daniel again -- wouldn't you know it, the
first two chapters center around a king's dreams. I forgot how much I love reading
parts of the Bible.

I have a day to myself today, and I am blessed to be awake for it. sometimes waking
up is hard to do... though my resolve has been awfully steely in the past two days.

it feels so good to be an active part of dreaming again,
even though I have forgotten my manners.

Free