*Click*

So...Tuesday night...incredibly bad dream. Dreamed that my mom died, I went home and everyone was blaming me for some reason, and then suddenly I was back in elementary school, and everyone was just plain being mean and nasty and stuff. Hard time waking up from it, til Leah came ut and started making noise on the computer. After work Wednesday night, I had a long discussion with Tanner, starting off with said dream and venturing off into other incredibly emotional issues.

Yeah. A lot is happening to me, around me. Things are sorta clicking. Had another occurence last night where someone who barely knows me felt comfortable with telling me about something they usually avoid talking about, said they had a gut instinct that I could be trusted.

I sometimes wonder why people feel that I'm so safe to tell their most painful stories. Friends I can understand. Random aquaintences?

I'm not complaining. I feel really...honored that people feel safe trusting me. It's almost mind-blowing. But at the same time...why me? Why am I so special?

the person last night had their theory...anyone else care to pitch an idea?

I Love This Song...

I know it's kinda cheezy, and The Sound Of Music isn't exactly one of my favorite movies (Though it's hardly on top of my list of worst movies) but I love this song....

Climb every mountain, search high and low
Follow every byway, every path you know.
Climb every mountain, ford every stream,
Follow every rainbow, till you find your dream

A dream that will need
all the love you can give,
Every day of your life
for as long as you live.

Climb every mountain, ford every stream,
Follow every rainbow, till you find your dream

2 Down...15 To Go

I read somewhere that it takes 17 days to break a habit....I'm trying AGAIN to stop biting my nails. Now that I have them painted a nice prettiful color (pale, metalic sea green) let's hope that deters me....

I will grow my nails dammit. Logn enugh to make my hands look decent....I'm only talking to the tips of my fingers....

Oooohh...shiny....

Hmmmmm....I should re-cord my pentacle, I have really nice, shiny rayon embroidery floss in almost the same shade as my nail polish....