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labelleizzy) wrote2019-06-13 08:37 am
labelleizzy) wrote2019-06-13 08:37 am
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Dreams and early mornings
Woke up earlier than usual this morning, because we had a house guest, and both Nija and Jeff had to get an early start. I've already made tea, fed the cat, (I started to write cats out of habit ☹️) pruned a rosebush (and stripped away aphid egg covered leaves), harvested a bowl of red currants, and made a pot of tea. (And started drinking my first cup.
So, I'm 3 hours ahead of my usual morning routine lol, but that wasn't actually what I came here to write about. This morning I woke from a really delicious dream, detailed in those ways they're really rich symbolic ones are. It was something like a Ren fair or a craft fair, and I was there with a promising new romantic partner. It was ADVENTUROUS and very physical - lots of pulling and squashing against each other, crawling to get from one place to another gathering up skirts and then there was some kind of a fire? And we were having to scurry and get the most important things from the tents. But the sense that I have that was that most delightful was the longing. There was a mutual longing and there was a sense that he appreciated my body for its lushness. And I don't ever use that word to describe myself. It was like a scene in a romance novel, only inside my head!
... clearly I should be dating more often hah!
I think I'm going to write that word down. Lushness. And put it somewhere where I can see it. I like it a lot.
So, I'm 3 hours ahead of my usual morning routine lol, but that wasn't actually what I came here to write about. This morning I woke from a really delicious dream, detailed in those ways they're really rich symbolic ones are. It was something like a Ren fair or a craft fair, and I was there with a promising new romantic partner. It was ADVENTUROUS and very physical - lots of pulling and squashing against each other, crawling to get from one place to another gathering up skirts and then there was some kind of a fire? And we were having to scurry and get the most important things from the tents. But the sense that I have that was that most delightful was the longing. There was a mutual longing and there was a sense that he appreciated my body for its lushness. And I don't ever use that word to describe myself. It was like a scene in a romance novel, only inside my head!
... clearly I should be dating more often hah!
I think I'm going to write that word down. Lushness. And put it somewhere where I can see it. I like it a lot.