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Strange dream

Had the strangest of dreams last night, what really stood out was it was myself running into a room to attack…myself!

It was just a dream

First thoughts are why the hell am I attacking myself, and why was I even scared of myself? Then I started to overthink, and that is something I am very good at. Do I have dislike for myself? Am I subconsciously attacking myself from within? Why? Am I even so afraid to openly engage my fears that even my own soul is fighting me?

I just don’t know but it bloody well freaked me out to such an extent I’ve stayed awake since. That was 04:12 in the morning, and I don’t think I’m ready for anymore sleep just yet. Bloody hell, I’m afraid of myself and my own feelings at present. If i can’t face myself what chance do I stand with any one else?

Weirdest dream I’ve had in a long time. Funny how you never remember the good dreams, but the bad ones stick around like a bad smell.

Anyway, here’s what those in the know say, enjoy the read:

Dreaming of yourself attacking yourself can signify inner conflict, self-sabotage, or unresolved emotional issues that you are struggling with in your waking life. It might be a sign to reflect on your behaviors and the root causes of these feelings. 

Here’s a more detailed breakdown:

  • Inner Conflict:The dream could represent a struggle between different parts of your personality or conflicting desires and beliefs. 
  • Self-Sabotage:It might indicate that you are unconsciously undermining your own goals and well-being. 
  • Unresolved Issues:The dream could be a manifestation of pent-up emotions, trauma, or unresolved conflicts that need to be addressed. 
  • Need for Self-Reflection:It’s a call to examine your thoughts, feelings, and behaviors to understand the underlying causes of this dream. 
  • Potential for Growth:By acknowledging and addressing these issues, you can move towards greater self-awareness and personal growth. 

Google

And how the hell do I deal with that little lot?

Firstly by not worrying and secondly by just getting on with daily life. Hey, It was just a dream.

Have a superb day. And just don’t worry about anything.

A little break away part three

Our last day today was a hot one. Here in sunny Broadstairs it hit a balmy 28 degrees so I suspect summer has now officially been and gone.

We have a family wedding up north in about seven weeks and I’ve been hanging around in getting a new suit, as the only one I seem to have that fits now is the one used for funerals. Probably not good to turn up at a celebration wearing that I guess. No I’ve been good and got myself a nice new three piece one that should do the job, I’m very happy with it and the wife has also given her seal of approval so I suspect for once, the boys done good!

Whilst we were shopping we came across this strange sign. I know Apple have brought out the iPhone, iPad, iWatch etc I’m just curious to know what this is:

Icrack…what’s that then?

I’m wondering, does it tell the time or stream the internet? The mind boggles. Do I need one or shall I stick with what I have….oooerrr missus.

That aside we’ve had a lovely day just walking around the seafront people watching. Tonight we have been out to celebrate a 50th Birthday at Sittingborne dog track, otherwise known as Central Park stadium.

12 races, a lovely dinner and some alcohol free drinks as yours truly was driving. Spent a little, lost a little, didn’t come out any better off. Gambling is a mugs game, thank god I don’t do it that often. I don’t really know what I’m doing, maybe that’s the problem. Anyway it was fun and good to meet up with distant family.

And they’re off
Winning post
One of tonight’s winners
Betting…a mugs game.

So I sit here perusing the past week and what a fantastic time we’ve had. The driving is by far the worst part and by tomorrow afternoon I will have racked up almost 800 miles, and on Uk roads that isn’t fun. However we’ve made memories, spent time with the family and seen friends we have not seen in a while. So the inconvenience of driving pales into insignificance considering what we have done.

I’m looking forward to the next get together in about 7 weeks from now. I’m just not looking forward to the last leg of driving from Kent to the East Midlands tomorrow.

But I’m sure it will all be worth it.

A little break away Part two..

We’ve finished our small break away in the Devon countryside and taken a long and protracted drive across the south of England to the garden of England. Kent.

Devon to Kent

We are here to attend a surprise 50th birthday celebration, and thank god we are not doing anything tonight as I’m absolutely cream crackered (Slang for Knackered). Britains highways are crumbling away and to be honest they are not fit for purpose. An allegedly “fast route” of 250 miles should have taken 4hrs and 55 mins, so we finally arrived at our destination 7hrs and 30 mins later. Awful, and a bloody embarrassment to this island as are all forms of transport we operate in this country. It really is a pathetic state of affairs.

Anyway that aside the last couple of days in Devon were beautiful. I saved a baby rabbit from the attention of a wild cat, our beautiful best friend (our dog Alf) even though extremely ill loved the time with his mate Herbie, they played together and brought smiles to our faces, tears to our eyes and love to our hearts, as anyone who knows Alf, knows this is not expected with his illness, it was lovely to see the old Alf. if only temporarily. He’s a beautiful soul, not an angry bone in his body. Just a gorgeous little dog.

Baby Rabbit

We’ve headed off to Kent now whilst Alf has headed back to the East Midlands in the company of my Brother and Sister in law who know how to look after him and how to treat his illness. We will be back with him in a couple of days.

Alf and Herbie.

Now in Kent we’ve booked in at our hotel that is a lot less luxurious than the farmhouse in Devon, but comfortable all the same. A quick visit to my Sisters for a Coffee and whilst sitting in her back garden we get dive bombed by a juvenile Seagull on its first flight. But he seems unable to get airborne so his parents start to dive bomb us in the garden, protecting their young I suspect.

Baby Seagull

So what with all the chaos that has prevailed, with all the noise and aerial activity we have decided to retreat indoors to leave them to it. Hopefully they’ll be able to get junior airborne once again.

Back to the hotel as tiredness has silenced me and I need some rest. Tomorrow we are off to the dog racing in Sittingbourne for a meal and some light entertainment. Hopefully there will be no further animal shenanigans.

Peace to you all.