Wow. I had the most intense dream. It was one of those dreams that just felt SO real. It involved a very long, very nice phone call with my ex (of course that was a dream) and I finally got very real with someone in my life that I've been secretly harboring some negative feelings about. The down side to the dream feeling so real is that when I woke up, after fighting with this person in my dream and FINALLY telling them off, I was REALLY pissed at this person. It took me a few minutes to realize that it didn't really happen. I'm not a huge "sign" person.. but this time I think I might consider the possibility of this meaning I need to have a talk with this person. At least so I feel a little better.
After finally calming down and not wanting to kill them.. I just randomly decided to check my horoscope. To me, they're kinda like fortune cookies. I don't really expect anything in them to actually happen, but I kinda like seeing how close they are to my life at the moment. Sometimes it's scary, like today:
For a while now, you've wanted to change something about your lifestyle or behavior toward the people you love, Aries. You want your life to go in a new direction, but you don't want to upset the people around you. Maybe your friends and family want the same thing for you. Do away with your preconceived notions about things and let yourself go with this idea.
This could not be more dead on. Another "sign" maybe? This is too much to think about within the first 15 minutes of being awake.
Speaking of being awake, I'm a little bummed that I'm awake before 2 p/m on a weekend. I hate being a grown up! When I was a teenager, I could sleep til 4 in the afternoon.. where have those days gone?! It probably has something to do with the fact that I was asleep before 11:30 last night like a total loser. But I was exhausted. I sure hope my life picks up in the crazy, "how am I even still functioning with all the madness going on right now?" way.. & soon!
So I'm awake. I blame the stupid bird outside my window that just kept cawing relentlessly. I kept rolling over, thinking, "shut up!" and he just kept on. When I finally reached the point of not being able to go back to sleep, he stopped. Figures. It's like he was saying, "You're awake. I win, bitch" I hate birds.
I think I'll go on an adventure today. I'm not sure where. But I need to do something other than work, laundry, clean, study, complain. I used to LOVE just waking up in the morning, packing a bag and taking off somewhere for the day. Even just thinking about it makes me smile.. awesome mood, here I come :)