And even when I don’t think that God likes me anymore…
I realize He allowed Sex and the City to exist.
So He does love me
and Carrie Bradshaw.
Dreams. Ya they are cool and all, but come on! They kinda suck. I hate when I have those dreams that are just so pleasant and beautiful then you have to go through the entire dream decoding process. Most dream decoding suggests that whatever happens in your dream usually results in the opposite in reality. So there. We can say farewell to the promise of that one perfect dream. But then that brings up a whole extra list of questions. What about the bad dreams? What about the dreams that start off bad, but end up okay? Is there anyway we can actually decode these things?
I had a dream last night. In the dream,my game was on. Boys were blowing up my phone. Next thing you know, an individual came back to me explaining all the reasons why I should allow them back into my life. Now this pissed me off. I yelled at the individual numerous times. I simply said all the things I needed to say. The dream then ended with a raging storm and a huge tree fell on my church. HOW THE HECK AM I SUPPOSED TO UNDERSTAND THIS?!
Maybe that’s the whole purpose of dreams: to keep you wanting more. They don’t care if they confuse you. They don’t give a rip about your feelings. They just want to keep you guessing.
But I guess that’s how life is. It’s unpredictable, sometimes a little harsh, and always always hard to understand. Maybe then we should stop worry and stop trying to decode everything. The meaning of it all will eventually find us.