Dreams are only thoughts you didn't have time to think about during the day.
So, the other night I woke up and remembered my dream. I usually don't remember them but I have been more lately.
Anyways, I dreamt that I was running-not in a bad way, but in a freeing way-like a casual jog. The wind was rushing by and I wasn't hurting. The weather was gorgeous. My lungs weren't struggling. It was wonderful. I had *almost* forgotten what that was like, from back when I was an athletic field hockey and basketball player in high school.
Now, with the bad knees and lungs and everything else, it's a little harder to do such a thing. But I do have to say it did motivate me to attempt to relive that moment in waking hours. It was not quite the same, but yesterday at the gym I ran on the treadmill for a couple of minutes and it really felt good! Small steps...
What kind of dreams do you have?
Today, I am thankful for: attending an inspiring talk about the journey after diagnosis, for family and friends and another nice day!
My dream is to marry you. Thankfully it's coming true ;).
Awww. I love you!
Hm, my dream is to find peace with myself and with my life, and to never settle. That may sound contradictory but in here, the ole hat rack *points to head* it makes sense.
And yes, small steps, are wonders. I'm so glad you feel so wonderful about them, I really am.
I understand. Definitely feel that too.
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