Dreams

I've always had stressful dreams. Typically I'm trying to escape something but can't for some reason. Regular appearances are made by dinosaurs, spiders, & trying to run or fly away but it's hard to for some reason, like I'm sinking, or heavy as lead.

But since I've stopped working I haven't had one! Instead they're silly, curious, interesting, realistic... About a month ago I watched a dad help his baby down a slide shaped like an elephant. Last night I dreamed that I wrote an alternate verse to "I wonder if I'm growing" by Raffi which I posted on FB, then I woke up to find it had been shared millions of times after Harper Lee had reposted it. Subsequently I wrote new lines for an M. Night Shyamalan song/movie. The night before that I dreamed Ruth, my favorite hair stylist, came back from Texas to give me a good haircut. 

The kids are sleeping through the night & we don't typically have to rush in the morning these days. I'm loving this #yearofrecovery!