I dreamt I was in an apartment with a bunch of friends waiting to go out. The apartment, and everything in it, was completely white. I was sitting in a chair at a table, and one of my ex-boyfriends kept embracing me in a way that felt like he was trying to make things right again. To my left was the top of a stairwell and, just past it, I could see flocks of beautiful paper birds flying in these gorgeous, sweeping patterns. There wasn't a roof on the apartment, so when I went to look at the birds, it was like I was standing at a lookout point. My hair was held back in a perfect braid, and I felt elated. My friends started calling for me to come out with them, and when I moved to join them, I woke up.
This last month has been super charged with transition, and an attempt to fix all of the things that broke the month before. It's been intense. But, regardless of it's challenges, it's become very clear to me that my life is full of delightful moments. I am so grateful that I have such wonderful friends, that I've seen game changing art and performances, that I'm learning new things, have reconnected with people I've been missing, and that I don't find myself feeling at a loss for anything that I need.
I. Am. So. Very. Blessed.
...though, I do still have some wishes lingering out there... ;)
