Dream 1-6-2012

I dreamt I was getting married to this man who I did recognize but I knew, and I was late. There was a lot of rain and my bridesmaid, who I also did not recognize, was wearing a red ball room gown. My mother was upset with me for being so late. I was late because I was trying to figure out what to wear and how to do my hair. At some point while driving in the rain with someone I didn't know, I got out of the car at Seneca and Pawnee and started to walk to my wedding, which was being held in a bar and a band (the entire band), whom I also didn't know, was preforming the ceremony and was his groomsmen. The bar did look a bit like Barleycorns. I woke up before I said "I do."

Jan 4 2012

I'm not at all sure why I'm using this space again. Perhaps because I feel so utterly alone all the time and when I feel that way words are my salvation. They are what get me through these times. I need to be writing again anyway. Where better to start then in this space...