I woke up from another night of restless sleep, haunted by my dreams. Granted, I slept well, It’s just that I wondered why I was dreaming of these things? Instead of extraordinary places of peace, I seemed to be dreaming of chaos within myself. In my dreams, I couldn’t seem to do enough for people or be enough for myself. My life, even in my dreams, is a life of anxiety ridden stress, with jittery nerves. I can’t seem to get myself together.
Among the many dreams of anxiety is this one dream of me sitting on the bench of a picnic table along with a friend. I don’t know who this person is. Her name is not revealed to me in my dream. I do know she owns the cottage, I am apparently staying at. I am looking out at the water admiring its beauty. I start to notice the sun as it rises on this particular morning in my dream. The atmosphere is so breathtaking that peace overtakes me again.
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