I am… leaving.
It isn’t exactly an apartment.
It is probably an extended stay suite.
I’ve only been there a month or two.
This time; I’ve stayed here before.
Checkout is at noon.
They aren’t that strict about it.
It is a little past then when I return to pack.
MADHOUSE
The place is a madhouse.
It is filled with my friends and acquaintances.
Did I throw a party
And not remember it?
Then I remember
That I know the Owner
And they know Him
So either this is His doing
Or they took advantage of His hospitality
And my departure
PARTY
it isn’t exactly a party
There’s no music
Food
Activities
Per se
People are just hanging out
All ages
Some kids are playing games in the back
They see me
And acknowledge me
But mostly ignore me
Clearly
They didn’t come here for me
Or consider me a host
BEDROOM
I go into the master suite
To finish my packing
There’s a girl sleeping in my bed
Which is awkward
Especially because
She is cute
And I kind of like her
And when she wakes up
She plans to take a shower
THEN I WAKE UP
REFLECTION
No idea what this dream means
But I had an intense day yesterday
A men’s group I helped host for a couple years seems to be dying
Or at least morphing
Arguably because I pushed people too hard
I’m learning
Slowly
How to speak my truth
To my wife
And be less rigid
And defensive
At work
I LISTEN TO THE SPIRIT
He says:
Thanks for writing
Your subconscious
Carries a lot of pain
And it will take time
To process it
This helps
But don’t worry about it
Go back and restf

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