My dreams are full of the ghosts of my fears.
Things that are ridiculous in the daylight but
I cannot escape them in the am hours.
Hunger gnaws for many desires - Mostly unnamed food.
A first grader told me yesterday
His mind was full of things and he forgot it was Monday.
His mind told him it was Friday so he didn’t get on the bus.
He told me he wanted to be a scuba diver that worked for himself so he
Didn’t have to share the skeletons or treasure he found.
He was the hope I was looking for.
Happy Llama Tuesday! Celebrate accordingly.
Tammy
Dreams haunted by ghosts. A first grader kindling hope. Both signaling depths that merit further exploration.