TADA!

Sometimes, I just want to scream.

I can't put my finger on it. Sometimes you can never find words for what you most desperately want to convey. I'm sure I'm not the only one ever laking an explanation. The funny thing is, eventually the emotions do overflow and speak for themselves, but when they do, I stuff them down. I hide in my room when my emotions spill the truth. With others, I only try to rationalize. Discussing feelings; trying to make sense of them. However, sometimes things just don't make sense. I wish I could just let my emotions speak for themselves.


Sometimes, I want to forget reason and just scream.

Hmmm :]

Last night I had a vivid dream of being in 'my' bedroom (it was completely different from the one I am in now). It was a huge basement or something, but I only used part of it. The part I used was very small and cramped and one day I decided to see what I could do about it. I started to rearrange things with some friends, and as I worked I realized what a great space I had and how HUGE my room actually was. It started to look beautiful. It even had a balcony. I went around one of the walls, into the storage place I guess. There was a whole bunch of crap there. Just boxes and 'kegs' and chairs. I started to push things to the side, and then .. I think it was my cousin Geoff, and some other people came in and friendly asked what I was doing. I told them I was just trying to move this piece of furniture in here to make room in my bedroom and they started clearing out the space through the two back glass doors. It was immediately empty, and there was a brick wall visible between the two doors. I started talking with my friends, definitely one of them was Jenn, about how I could make this an art room! I could get all of my friends to come and paint it. I rearranged things.. and it was wonderful and warm and pretty and HUGE. Ahahah that's what she said ;) ... that's all I can remember now.

It was such a VIVID dream. It was really nice. I just felt so safe and warm. Maybe it had something to do with putting my blanket in the dryer before bed ;) I used to dream about bedrooms all the time! Usually it was with my sister, the one I used to share a room with. We would live in this big house and discover secret or hidden bedrooms. HUGE rooms with lots of furniture and space. We would just spend the entire time exploring the room and making it ours. I thought it was interesting that I dreamed on bedrooms again last night. SO I GOOGLED IT.

Bedroom
To dream that you are in the bedroom, signifies aspects of yourself that you keep private. It is also indicative of your sexual nature and intimate relations.

What do you think it means?

No time for perfection. Not tonight.

There is so much to be thankful for. I'd like to encourage you to look around. I don't care who you are or what your situation is. We are blessed in many beautiful ways. I hope you truly appreciate all that you have. I know I don't.

I appreciate a lot of it though, the big and the small stuff, materialistic and otherwise. There is just too much for me to take in. This week I will try to focus on certain areas throughout the day. Maybe one day I will choose my house. I will pick out all the wonderful contraptions, like a fridge or closet, that I take for granted everyday. These things are not a birth right. In Canada they're are a necessity, but not in other places. They could be gone tomorrow. Anything and everything may be gone tomorrow. Anyone may be gone tomorrow.

Take this moment to be thankful for something. Take every moment to be full of wonder at what we have at our fingertips. Take every moment and appreciate it. Our moments are limited, no one knows how much time they have. Your time might be up tomorrow, or in a few hours.

Things change fast. Appreciate your blessings, don't push them aside before its time. In the end, all will be taken away.