A weed and a daughter
I had a dream.
Covering a naked mole rats head in some sort of adhesive and putting sprinkles on it! It’s head was covered in sprinkles THEN! You got to clothe it. UG!
What the fudge was that about?!
Then my honey pulled weeds and one lingered by the gate – and I saw a naked mole rat in it. I put it on the counter ledge and it fell.
Looks like it’s clinging on no?
To the basin?
I don’t know.
But pretty sums up my week.
I also dreamed I had a daughter. And I was trying to win her love. It was the first time I’d met her. I was so excited when she wrote ‘mom’ in her journal.
OK, so, my daughter was me. And I was showing her around. So fearful she wouldn’t like an aspect of me.
My life was ‘disturbed’ and I had to make a decison to DECIDE.
Who do I want? Who do I want to be? Who would I be proud of being a year from now, or even a month? And is it worth it?
I think honesty is ‘worth it’. I think being who I am is ‘worth it’.
I’m a wreck. lol. A total and complete hot mess. But, I own it.
You can ‘SEARCH’ any topic and find it. It’s not like I’m a secret. It cracks me up, because the one person who has lived through me, my son, loves me. Not just loves me, but likes me.
He’s not completely happy right now. But, I know he comes from a good place.
And I DO know (finally) what I want YES! I’m finally going to ‘want’ something.
That is … the toes that touch me at night. The job that pays for my bills and I look forward to going to, the laughter we FINALLY had today on the couch and the bonkers artistic, animal hoarder love shite that goes on everyday~