Last night’s dreams were very eerie. I am certain that it’s a dream I’ve had before. It seemed so real, and I almost felt like it played out like an old movie reel. The way I was walking, how the scenery moved by; I think he was there… in the shadows with his top hat perfectly placed.
The old lady disappeared, and I closed my eyes and awoke once again back on our couch in our living room. This is where the dreamworld and my world seemed to be merging. It was kind of glitching in and out. I looked over my shoulder to find that girl from the kitchen walking towards me.
I often find myself going back and reading through a book that I’ve read through many times. The Right to Write by Julia Cameron is one of these books. It’s one of the books that has given me so much motivation. It’s the book that motivated me to create this website, keep writing when I didn’t feel like it, and so much more. Morning Musings. One of the first things Julia writes about is very simple and if you haven’t…