Disclaimer: I have never been in, seen an actual or have any desire to every come in contact with a tornado.
I got sidetracked from the good life. I got stressed, I fell in a boat, I felt blahblehblooey. Then I got a job. I got stressed, I couldn’t sleep, I got resentful and indignant, I missed my free-wheeling days of self-(un)employment. It’s been a sorta ugly couple of months.
I don’t know about you, but when I feel stressed and generally displeased with how things are going it tends to seep into all areas of my life. So now I’m eating like crap, I’m barely exercising, I keep thinking I have some major illness or another and worst of all…I have NO good ideas. :( or funny jokes. What the what?!
and my hair looks terrible.
awesome blog post so far…yes?
But I think things are about to turn around… I know this because of the return of the tornado dream. I have dreamed of tornadoes off and on over the years. Usually in times of chaos and upheaval…which seems obvious. But the dream for me has never been just a reflection of what’s happening in life, but a reminder of what’s coming next.
The tornado dream for me is a little internal kick in the ass for “out with the old, in with the new” In nature, tornado’s are a nasty beast. In dreams they are an amazing jumpstart.
And I feel like blogging again…so here goes.
