Dreams in Journal

  • Sept. 18, 2023, 3:56 a.m.
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It’s nearly 5:00 in the morning and this rat has been asleep since I got up at 10:15. It’s like she thinks she’s a gerbil, LOL. Those are day rodents.

She was so cute and funny the other day. She was hanging around by my feet while I was cooking in the kitchen. Then Tom got up and went into the bathroom. She ran to the door all happy and excited. Because she has gotten a little bigger, it’s not as easy for her to shimmy under the door. But she finally decided she wanted to see him badly enough to squeeze under. It was adorable. Like a cat or a dog all excited to see its owner come home after being away at work all day.

Alyssa showed up in one of my many dreams last night. I love it when I dream of her even if they’re usually vague and even if she’s not too thrilled to see me. I don’t remember what it was about, though. Something about being at her place. I have a feeling I wasn’t exactly invited either, LOL.

Then I was happily chatting with a woman in person. We were lying on a blanket on the grass somewhere laughing and joking and I really enjoyed our conversation and hoped she would be a good friend for many years to come. So at least I did have one positive dream.

Next, we were going to be moving to New York of all places and I cringed at the thought of the cold and snow we’d be in for. I questioned in my mind whether or not it was the right thing to do but Tom insisted we would be better off there because we would make more money, not taking into consideration how expensive New York is.

Then I was exploring inside a luxurious multi-level mansion that some rich person owned. I guess I was barefoot because I marveled at how wonderful the lush, expensive high-quality carpet felt beneath my feet. Then I opened a huge glass door and realized that had I stepped forward I would have fallen many feet because there was no balcony or staircase leading down from it.

The only bad dream was Tom and I being on the run for something. I don’t know what we did but it must have been pretty serious because I believed we would never see each other again or be free if we were caught. I asked him if I would ever get another doll again (haha), wanting so desperately for any hint of optimism in his voice to suggest life could one day return to normal. I realized I would miss his reassuring ways and telling me everything would be okay along with so much more.
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