I woke up this morning from a dream of writing a commerical for Haggen Dass Ice Cream. Mint Ice Cream...Now I am not a huge fan of mint. I have to be in a certain mood so this dream has befuddled me. Should I concentrate on the papers with writing and the fact I could not find a clean sheet of paper to write my ideas down on. Or the fact I was thinkng about the marvelous memories of mint.
Memories, I wonder if my sub con. has become over filled with memories of the past. Like a pot that is boiling over and it has to go somewhere and instead of covering the floor it comes through my dreams. As if I could get the answer I am searching for a taught a lesson I should learn.
It all started about a week ago when I had a dream about my dad so clear. It was like he was right here. A vision or was he like Marleys gohst and my dreams are much like a glimps of my life and how to change it.
Either way, it has been dreams that wake me up and are still vivid.
It is like I walked through the looking glass and what was once up is now down.
Things are changing.
Memories, I wonder if my sub con. has become over filled with memories of the past. Like a pot that is boiling over and it has to go somewhere and instead of covering the floor it comes through my dreams. As if I could get the answer I am searching for a taught a lesson I should learn.
It all started about a week ago when I had a dream about my dad so clear. It was like he was right here. A vision or was he like Marleys gohst and my dreams are much like a glimps of my life and how to change it.
Either way, it has been dreams that wake me up and are still vivid.
It is like I walked through the looking glass and what was once up is now down.
Things are changing.