

I love dreams. My take on dreams is that everything I dream about is ME, whether I'm dreaming about someone OR something. Dreams are a way of processing and healing for me. I'm also a lucid dreamer, which a therapist informed me of years ago, when I was recounting my dreams to him. He told me I was a "very sophisticated dreamer." {big smile} So I had this incredibly vivid dream that I was on a trip away from the office and when I returned to the office everyone was there throwing me a welcome back party. That kind of stuff never happened at any job that I ever had, but definitely not at the job I had most recently for 15 years .... a despicable law firm run by gross, mean people, and staffed by some nice peeps, but mostly fearful, jealous jerks. That place can be found in Webster's under "soul sucking." So even though in my dream it was like, yeah of course everybody loves me and they're so generous and thoughtful, so it was no big deal that there were balloons and cake and everything to honor my return. But then the most amazing part was when my boss that I had for those 15 years in real life stood up in front of everyone and said: "It's been brought to my attention that I haven't been treating you the way you deserve to be treated." Everyone clapped loudly, including me!! It was so amazing and I'm still feeling a tad elated, because I know something has been elevated in my life for having had this dream. However, in real life, this bastard threatened to fire me because he didn't like that I had to be out for chemo treatments. Everything was about him and I was rarely treated with respect, let alone being verbally and emotionally abused. So glad I'm no longer there! #goodriddancetoassholes xo