Dreams... and the story they tell.
Sunday, May 18, 2014
A couple of months before coming back to Spark people, I began having a recurring dream.
I was back home on Tybee. I was walking down Jones Avenue -- which runs approximately 3/4 the length of the island. I was slender. I had energy and wasn't tired.
I went in to a very familiar store to talk with friends and they remarked on the weight I'd gained. Looking down, I saw myself as I am now. I cried.
One of my friends stopped me cold by telling me that I KNEW how to lose weight and why wasn't I doing it?
She proceeded to lay it all out for me. "Two sizes" she said. "You've done it before, get out and do it now. I'm not sorry for you."
I had that dream about 5 times.
I'm awake now. I DO know how to lose weight and I AM doing it.
I haven't had that dream since I came back to SP.
BTW: That sweet old friend of my dreams? She died in 2001.
For you, MAJ. I miss you. Thank you.