Hearer in doubt
I had an accidental dream last night that I visited the south. You stood by your car on the side of a sandy beach road as if you were expecting me to drive by. Standing outside your car with the dogs in the back seat. I think you looked taller and I looked hard for a smile but only found displeasure on your front and the ocean to your back. Your command was heard by me with disappointment. Still, why would you invite yourself into my dream only for me to feel that my expectations were not going to be realized? It is time for me to reach out. I have resisted because I want you to be in a good place and if I shed you of your security and cause an unintended descent then I fear my subconscious may have set me up. Perhaps I told my subconscious to tell my dreams to tell me to reach out to you. I know I will write soon when I have the words. It is inevitable if I chose to suspend the thought.
