Post Job, Day 10: The dream

There was a conscious setting of my alarm last night. 8 o'clock. I'd wake up and get to work as close to the time I would normally do so. 8 o'clock came, music started playing, my eyes opened. I layed there in my bed recognizing that I needed more sleep. Snooze button. Out. Fifteen minutes later music starts playing again, and my eyes open. I recognized the need to be awake by turning off my alarm and sitting up for a minute or two. I sat there, attempting to glare through my caked eyes, fell over and went back to sleep.

In that in between time, between turning off my alarm at whatever time and waking up again at 11:30, I had some kind of dream. Not sure if it was of the day variety or if I was in the actual state of REM sleep, but, well, who cares. So, here's the dream...I'm being kicked out of the Baha'i Faith. No joke.

Obviously, this has links to my being laid off by the Baha'i National Center and my father's passed history of being laid off but I felt something different. As if this was something possible. Like doing something "wrong" in accordance to whomever would have the effect of having me be kicked out of the Faith that I have prescribed my life. It's odd, sure, but there's something there. Did I mention I was being fired by my boss at the National Center? No, well, he did. ...perhaps this just links me back to being laid off and finally dealing with it subconsciously. That would make sense anyway. Hmm, I'll really have to delve deeper into this at some point. Just not right now. I'd like to spend some time relaxing after this week. After a taxing day of having people tell me, again, that they'll miss me so much when I'm gone. That I shouldn't leave; as if this was my choice; it would have been sooner or later anyway, so there's that. I'm not sitting here in judgment of them or angry that they care, just that it's draining to hear it three or four times a day by three or four people. It's just a constant reminder of "hey, you won't be here anymore."

On the plus side, I received a letter today, handwritten and professional, from someone in the office offering their perspective of the situation and me, personally. It was uplifting to see what those whom work around you think of you. So positive and loving they are.

THAT WAS MY DAY!