Breaking news!

Breaking news! A new epidemic is hitting the state today. A vivacious young woman in Parker started yawning this morning and has not stopped. The yawning appears to be contagious and soon spread to people around her. Soon, the entire office where the woman works was yawning. The epidemic did not stop there. Many traffic accidents kept the police busy today as drivers who kept yawning, rear ended other cars or ran stop lights.

We were unable to reach the Center of Disease Control, nor anybody in the original office for comment due to the amount ~yawn~ of yawwwwwwwwning...More news ~yawn~ as it becomes ~ available.. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Last night's emotional dream

Last night, I had a sad dream. The dream started out happy with the entire family going to Las Vegas. We were going to have some fun. We arrived at the airport in Vegas and dad told me that Grandpa was already waiting for us.

"What? Really?" I almost squealed because I got to see Grandpa!

"Yup. Can you do me a favor and go wait with him while I get the bags?" Dad asked

"Sure!" I replied and skipped over to Grandpa.

I hugged him tightly and we started talking. Grandpa said he's been okay and he looked great. We walked over to a counter and he took out a stack of traveler's checks and started signing them. First check he signed was for $600 which is kind of an odd amount. Grandpa said he was giving everybody some money to have a good time with. It wasn't a lot but it equaled $225 per person. I hugged him again and said thanks. I turned to see if Dad was around and when I did that, Grandpa collapsed. He wasn't moving. He wasn't breathing. I screamed and looked for dad again. I spotted him a long ways away so I told the people around Grandpa to call 911 while I get my dad.

I ran over to dad who was carrying so many bags, he could barely stand and told him Grandpa collapsed. Dad dropped all of the bags right there and we both ran back to Grandpa. Grandpa still wasn't breathing or moving, Dad was crying, I was crying, even some bystanders were crying. That's when I woke up around 11 pm. I'm extremely sad typing this up and choking back tears. You see, Grandpa has been dead for 6 years now. It was so good to hug him in the dream. I miss him.

Now, it's been said that loved ones visit you in your dreams after they passed on. Was this a visitation? If so, has he visited the rest of the family like this? Despite the sadness of the dream, I woke up in a very good mood. Smiling and making jokes. Then I typed up the dream... yea, I need the good mood to return. It will eventually.

For now, I leave with a message to Grandpa. We all love you and we all miss you.

Soooooooooooooooo

What's up? not much with me.. getting over Bronchitis, haven't written much this month, I have had a couple of dreams but I didn't "hold" on to them. oh, I know, I can talk about holding on to dreams. No, not the dreams like "My dream is to the win lottery". I mean dreams you have when you sleep.

Okay, so... let's see if I can explain it. Let's say I had a weird dream, if I wake up right after that weird dream, I think of that dream as something I can grab. I hold on to it. sometimes, I go over the details in my head as I get something to write with it to get it all down. Think of the dream as a pencil. It's solid, you can grab on to it. Now the next time you pick up a pencil, are you going to think of it as a pencil or the last dream you had and be able to recall the details.

I know a lot of people just say go over the details in you head as soon as you wake up and write it down. Sometimes that doesn't work for me. Hell, I sometimes don't write the dream down until hours later when I'm at work. Why? Because I held on to it. I grabbed it.

Yes, it's an odd concept and it probably won't work for a anybody else. It works for me. How is it that I can't remember maps and crap from a game I play all the freaking time but I can remember details from a dream I had years or months ago (like me carrying a semi-automatic with my siblings and we were searching for our parents in the burning ruins of Denver... hmm maybe I didn't share that one lol)? Maybe because I love my dreams... a lot. Even the bad ones. I hold on to all my dreams and I don't chase them. yea.. I know... I'm weird but you knew that already

Just a random post

I have not forgotten my blog. just wanted say that.

Toodles