Dream a little dream Hello. How tha’ hell are ya? We did it. We survived 2021. I left parts of my soul in 2021 but hope to build it back in 2022.
If I can’t build it back, hopefully I can at least fill it in with love and new memories. This morning I woke up from a fucked-up dream, and it has affected my entire day.
The weird thing about dreams is that I remember so much of them lately. I don’t remember dreaming in my 20s and 30s as vividly as I do now.
It probably has to do with all of the different old people medications I take before bed. Most of the time, I love my dreams.