So… Brandon went on vacation to Maine, with friends. I’ve been home with an allergy flare up or a head cold, I can’t decide which but I’ve slept for hours on end and my head is stuffy puffy. In short I haven’t really been up to blogging or following up, let alone committing, to any plans or activities.

I think part of my lethargy is the need for some deep rest and recharging. I remember driving up to Tahoe some years back to see family and arriving one night, tired as all hell, saying my hello’s, giving hugs and then crashing. It was a two-day trip. I really wanted to see my family. I slept for over 14 hours the first night / day and around 11 hours the next.

I get a lot of comfort out of sleep, which brings me to dreams.

For the last two days I’ve had the most amazingly strange dreams.

The first night I dreamed that I was watching Mario Diaz’s cat. Does he have one, I don’t know but I was watching one in the dream. Huge yard, with some sort of backyard patio and BBQ area. Lot’s of people showed up for a party and Jackie Beat (non-drag) came and got everyone really stony on the patio. I remember laughing a LOT and this little guy, Chris or Christos, who was about 5’4 wanting to sit in my lap. A dream in sepia tones, continual night, or dusk, and finally waking.

Last night I had a dream that I was with my friend Kat. She and I were meeting at a friends reunion. During the gathering I rand into someone I wasn’t to particularly interested in ever seeing again, we’ll call him “Horton Hears a Who”. My mind must have reviewing the past because in the dream, the Who began to rehash all of his childhood drama’s.

In the waking world I do remember hearing about a lot of his issues with growing up, some of which were about me, but remain unknown. At the time some of what he told me I just couldn’t remember. I do recall him trying to force me to agree or to remember but I just couldn’t. We were young, and I do have a great visual memory, I couldn’t agree with him at the time on several points of his childhood. I never vocalized it because he was an extremely emotionally volatile person, and I don’t believe in making the effort to shed some light on the truth when one is obviously not going to open their eyes.

It’s no judgement-stance, it’s just the way I see it.

Anyway, in the dream I had an opportunity to tell Kat what I had never said about the Who’s stories in the waking world.  Telling all was uncomfortable but necessary. A deep relief.

Again, I slept for 9 1/2 hours. Trixie, the pup, I think got bored with my snoozing and finally nuzzled me awake with cold nose and her little tongue. It feels so late in the day for me, even though it is only 10:oo am but dammit I feel rested!

Dreams aside, I did want to let anyone who reads know that I haven’t fallen off the face of the earth I’ve just been low energy, sleepy, and deep dreamy. I’ll get back on track as soon as I feel rested.

Oh by the way I did finish the Introduction and the first Chapter to Awakening to the Spirit World, and I’m tooling around with some thoughts and ideas on the first blog. I haven’t forgotten. 😉

I hope you are well.