Dreams

My unconcious is in overdrive. Last night, the dreams were vivid and real....

• Molly was there. I could touch her. She was incredibly alive and it was amazing.

• I was in church, prancing around naked; that was unbelievably real too - and very disturbing.

• Christmas weaved through it all, and I was ready. Which is definitely not real.

I couldn't wake up. Didn't want to. The phone rang with a substitute teaching gig that I turned down so that I could go back to sleep.

By the time I was ready to let my dreams go, it was 11:30 in the morning and it was snowing and I was behind on everything I told myself I would get done today.

And it was worth it.