Last night was the last time sleeping in our home. I dreamed that the house we moved to in San Diego wasn’t the house we saw online (irl we rented from a cl post, having only seen a video courtesy of the listing agent) -in my dream we showed up to find ourselves in a dorm for families- each room occupied by 3-4 people crammed into each space. Doors were glass and there were nasty dudes in their underwear watching tv and drinking beer and unwashed kids everywhere. Everyone shared a communal bathroom except the lucky few who had a naked toilet in their room, generally right next to the sofa that they squeezed in against a wall, surrounded by mattresses.
It looked a heck of a lot like this:
In one section of the “community” were college students and they were cool but really bitter and anxious to get out of there.
It was a strange dream– probably it’s my subconscious backlash against expansion and abundance in my life.
Screw that. Funny how our minds try to trick us into smallness and fear- right?
No matter what smallness your mind is trying to trick you into I want you to repeat after me: “screw that.”
Nothing small or lacking about that!