Dreams

My dreams last night were memorable to say the least. I don't often retell my dreams as they are usually only relevant to the person who had them. However, I feel compelled to tell at least one of them in particular.

I traveled back to the states for summer holiday (I suppose although it was cold for some reason) and shortly after arriving I was subsequently rejected by my family and told I was not welcome in the house. I went outside and began to gather supplies to build a fire and make a tent so that I may make camp in the back yard. I was really upset that I wasn't allowed inside and asked what was wrong. Hadn't I made great improvements in my life? Hadn't I changed so many things about myself and become a better person? I still have a long way to go and I should never be content with where I am and what I have accomplished be it physical or spiritual. I woke up like one does after just having a nightmare but I was strangely calm after a few minutes of reflection. Anyway, I then went on to have a dream where I was flying an old WWII plane through a giant building.

Saturday means day off, and relaxation to come. Looking forward to it.