I just had the strangest dream(s).

I’m not sure if it was two dreams or one dream in two parts, not that it matters.  The first dream or part of the dream was kind of standardly dreamlike and unreal.  Some friends and I got together in a weird place to have some weird fun.  It was a real groovy party. Fun dream!

In the second dream or part of the dream, my life was threatened to be torn apart by the consequences of the first part of the dream. All of my shortcomings, including stuff from way back when I was a child, were in danger of being exposed to the whole world. It was terribly stressful and awful.

I’ve been reading this book recently that’s largely about the exactly that: the consequences, both gross and subtle, of our thoughts and actions. I guess I’m taking it to heart, because I’ve never had such a direct correlation between my daytime thinking and my nighttime dreaming. It was so real that waking up this morning felt like a continuation of the dream.

Time to make some important decisions; past time, really.