Losing track of my dreams. Hard for me to find them important when they’re only getting more confusing. And it’s OK. I think this is coinciding with how my dreams as premonitions have now perhaps ended.
A whole year goes by quickly. Had they still persisted, this next month would have marked a whole year of having them. I’m thinking that God perhaps thought I wasn’t using them well, and even when I tried to it didn’t work out, so why let me keep them? Also I think that I’m to continue my days by faith now.
None the less I still dream, like everyone else. Little things do sort of show up the next day, but none relevant as they used to be.
Little random pieces of story would show. I still feel. And last night/this morning I dreamt a specular dream that made me fall in love with a past love all over again. I hate that that’s all it takes to make me sprung off of someone- a dream- none the less it worked… and it’s bringing me back to Japan, how much I cared about this person, and how even when I moved I was still very in love again.
It was nice to be kissed. In the dream it felt so real, and for the first time since A I was kissed in a dream and it felt absolutely real. The first two or three kisses were just lips. The third or fourth was a make-out..
Good dream…
