I rarely remember my dreams, but this morning I had a bad dream. I dreamed that my father had started drinking again (I'm 36 and am an adult) and he was coming after me with a shotgun. (He's not a violent person and has never even spanked me, so this is not a normal thing for me to dream.) But there was a good part in the dream! In the midst of all of this chaos I met Olivia Newton-John who became my friend and protector. She had an ethereal quality about her. So on the one hand I was afraid; on the other hand, I was excited to meet Olivia and have her on my side. I woke up exhausted.
Weird, I know! Any thoughts?
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