Monday, July 2, 2007

I can breathe again...

I had the most sensational feeling last night.

In my dream, it was rather.... what's the word.... revealing, for lack of better term, but when I woke up, I wasn't messed up. It was the most wonderful thing, seeing what I did, and not feeling any effects from it. I mean, granted, it was a dream, but you know me.... hopeless romantic here, remember? Anyways, here's all this horrible stuff that would usually make my stomach churn and my head spin. But nothing happened.

I do believe I'm healing, much faster than I reckoned I would.

And what a relief that brings for me.