I had a dream last night. To be more exact, it was this morning since I was up watching the Winter Olympics and didn't turn in until 6am. Who thought that half-pipe snowboarding could be so enthralling? Still, I had a dream last night which has cheered me up no end.
It was a positive dream about reuniting with lost love and the main character was an amalgam of a couple of people with whom I've had a loving relationship. We reconnected in a pub (surprise! surprise!) and after much talking we realised that we still had, if not love a deep and abiding link which held us together.
This dream stayed with me after I woke, hence this post and I realised that friendship and communication are powerful things which should be treasured and held close.
I'll be 60 this year and doubt that there will ever be another significant other in my life but that said, I am comforted to know that the friends I have, even though I rarely see them and some are people I have never met other than through social media are to be cherished and I value them all.
So thanks to the drugs and the new positivity they have helped me to find I look forward to holding the people I interact with close to my heart and to have them know that even though I don't say it often enough they are loved and valued and my life would be poorer without them.
Finally, I hope that one day I will be able to master the depression and anxiety which has bedeviled me without chemical help and keep the black dog at bay.
Peace and Love x
