Monday, February 13, 2012

Wide open spaces

Do you ever remember your dreams? I don't often, but I've had several over the last month that I've remembered. They all involve one thing: wide open spaces. In my dreams, I'm standing in the middle of a prairie watching the sun rise or set over the horizon. I'm admiring the beauty of a completely natural, untouched landscape. I'm blissfully, ridiculously happy...and completely unburdened.

What does it all mean, man??

Maybe I need to start saving for a vacation. Until then, I'll just listen to my new favorite song on repeat...


  1. Yay! You are back!
    I don't interpret dreams but wish I could because I dream often!!

  2. Annesta, so good to hear from you! I've missed you and hope all is well. I wish I had a great excuse to explain my blogging absence, but alas, I do not. I'm trying to get back into it. We'll see how it goes. In the meantime, know that I still think of you often and hope to do better about staying in touch!

    Thanks for stopping by!



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