Day 28

Do you ever have one of those days where you don't really
feel anything at all? Almost like you're empty?
Well, I'm having one of those days.
I don't have the desire to do anything, not even be lazy.
Humph. No fun.
Anywho, let's get to the real reason you're reading this blog,
my answer to the question!
My most prized possession would have to be my memories.
Does that even count as a possession?
I think it does, so I'm going to just go ahead and go with it.
I've had a rough life, not the roughest (or even close),
but I've had to deal with some hard things that many people
my age don't have to go through.
My most treasured memories are those of my dad.
Sometimes I stress out about the memories because I'm scared
that one day I'll forget them.
Story time:
I was at college in Muncie and I had a dream about my dad
for the first time since he passed away. It was the most real a
dream had ever felt. I honestly thought it was reality.
It wasn't one of those dreams where you feel like you're falling
and then you magically wake up before you hit the ground,
it was like I woke up and I thought the dream had just happened,
but logic wouldn't let me believe it.
What happened in the dream isn't a big deal but afterwards
I was crying and I was so happy that I saw by dad but sad that
the dream wasn't real. It was around 3AM and I was just crying
and crying. I called my boyfriend and he asked what was wrong
and I told him I couldn't go back to bed, I couldn't go back
to bed because I knew when I woke up the 2nd time I wouldn't remember
the dream. You know when you have those crazy dreams and you're
like 'man, I've gotta tell someone about that when I wake up.'
and then you wake up and you totally forget the dream?
There was no way I was letting that happen.
So, knowing that I couldn't stay awake I wrote my dream down,
word for word, every single detail, even if it didn't make sense.
This has happened 2 times after that and I write the dream down
each time, no matter what time of the night it is.
It's things like this I don't want to forget, I wish I could write
everything down so one day I could look back and relive my most
treasured memories, memories with friends, family, pets, anything.
If I had to choose an actual object for my most prized possession,
I would, without a doubt, choose my camera.
It's like a memory saver.
Just another way to chart what I've done in my life,
and I've done a lot.
:)
Wow, writing this made me not feel so 'empty'.
I think I'll work out and go shopping with my
#1 faithful reader, Ms. R.J.R.
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