Okey dokey. Well, I'm not starting this whole project out very well, am I? My goal is to blog about the dreams when they are still fresh in my mind, but I went an entire day without doing so...
The main plot of my ream last night was the recurring theme of cancer... This was dream number two where someone close to me (or myself) had cancer and was undergoing treatment. This person was a dear friend of mine (I will not ever name drop in these) and he actually died from cancer. This affected me to the extreme, not so much the people around me though. There was a big funeral for him and a celebration of his life, but I just could not shake the sadness throughout my dream. I would see myself carrying on normal activities and bursting into tears during them. I remember that I had the feeling that I was actually squeezing my eyes shut, and I have a feeling that I might have actually been crying as I was sleeping.
I wish I could figure out why my dreams keep revolving around terminal illness and death, and the whole waking up crying is getting a little old.
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