I woke at 6 this morning. On my own. No alarm. So I got up. I think it was the moon. The moon had come around and was shining into my window, into my bedroom, onto me. As always, sleeping in moon rays, I dreamed of dead people in mirrors and confessions of crimes against them. This time it was a young woman with long golden hair, kinda curly, hanging in ringlets around her shoulders. She wore a green print dress, sleeveless, empire waist, cut at the knee. She looked calm, but tired. Someone was taking me through a house, hoping I would see the spirits there. An older home, white walls, railings and banisters. It was upstairs in a bedroom with a pile of dirty clothes on the floor that I saw the woman. She was standing behind me while I looked in the mirror and described her to the person who had taken me there. It was only after I started to get into the description of what I thought had happened to her that I realized I couldn't see myself in the mirror, just the ghost woman. A little flutter of panic and I quickly woke. A bit disturbed. So I got up. Turned on lights. Made coffee. Now, maybe I'll have eggs and fried tomatoes . . . or pancakes. I made cream cheese scones last night . . . they are more like sugar cookies. Still, they are not hideous.
Another meme for the season. Ten things you love about the holidays:
- The Christmas Tree
- Carols Piped into the Street
- Houses Lit Up at Night
- Christmas Eve Celebration at my parent's house
- Seeing the kids open gifts
- Buying presents for people
- Spending time with family and friends doing things like playing board games that we might not take time for all year round
- Snow!
- Getting all dressed up to celebrate
- Cooking, Bartending for family/ watching movies with my mom
Mood: cheery, tho a bit tired
Drinking: coffee
Listening To: Knock on Wood, Amy Stewart
Hair: darkening up by the weekend
1 comment:
Perhaps we're watching shows like "Medium" & the "Ghost Whisperer" a bit too much?
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