With a title like that…this post can go anywhere! No worries…it’s not another post on my view of the masks…even though that crazy Pennsylvania governor just said that it should be socially unacceptable to not wear a mask in public. Insert 22 eye rolls… I have no problem not stepping over that border…good bye PA.
Last night a weird smell woke me up in the middle of the night…but not all the way. I did toss and turn the rest of the night but I didn’t know why. I didn’t even know why this morning? My neighbor sent me a text tonight so I went outside with my super sniffer and yep…somebody or lots of somebodies were smoking some skunk pot. My weird dream last night makes total sense now. I remember laying there, half awake and half asleep trying to remember who cut grass yesterday? I never smell weeds like this? My brain went innocent “weeds” when it was actually marijuana “weed”. Today I learned that it was so strong and followed by a plastic smell…the Boy turned off his window air conditioner and the Girl went to bed early with a headache. It woke the neighbors up too. My neighbor made an anonymous call to the police tonight so hopefully I will get some stink free sleep tonight.
I have had some dreams…I have had two…maybe three dreams about my wallet being stolen out of my purse? Maybe that’s a Cockroach dream? I’m not sure about that one? The other dream I was able to figure it out, but it took two dreams before I got there. I blame KW and her “send an age range into the Universe” The dream was about a young man that I worked with at the lab. He started texting me in April the year that I ended it with the Cockroach. I finally caved in December or January. You may remember me referring to him as Speed Racer, it was over before it started. Speed Racer was in the dream but I don’t really remember that part. I remember him being in the house and me walking into the yard right to the statue of Mary. It was as if I left a part of myself there. Then his mother was crying to me and asking “what is wrong with my son?” I replied “nothing if you don’t want grandchildren.”
This whole situation sparked a conversation with PT back in the day. I said “no sex is better than bad sex” and she said “bad sex is better than no sex”. That night of almost sex with Speed Racer was the last straw for me…that was roughly 8 1/2 years ago. I associate Mary with the Goddess so this was another Goddess dream/conversation. I understand the part Speed Racer played, that was the day I shut what was left down. I’m still not 100% sure that any of this is ready to be awakened again? Maybe the dream world is just testing the waters? I’m a little nervous since we all know that is not how it works? It’s still eclipse season and I am doing my best to lay low, fingers crossed…I come out unscathed….Zia