and i am happy to be here.
i dreamt of a visitor who was loud, trampling flowers, stealing - i was trying to get this person to leave but couldn't - i yelled, others yelled and threw things at him but he remained. toward the end of the dream i realized the only way to get rid of him was to walk away from the house. and as soon as i did so, i woke up.
as i woke up, i felt held down by an oppressive feeling of my own mortality. i laid in bed thinking and slowly the dread was replaced by an infusion of energy and an urgent feeling that i must get things done.