I had a naked dream last night.
Y’know, the ones where you walk in to a room full of people and you look down… and you have no clothes on. In this dream, only one person was there to see me naked, but it was a random guy from school. He was embarrassed. Usually in these kind of dreams, no one in the dream cares that I’m naked! But not in this one. I talked to my dad the other day. He has had a naked dream every night this week.
Anyway, I don’t know the psychological facts about naked dreams, but I’m sure they have to do with anxiety and paranoia. My family is very anxious right now. Worrying about Chantel, Ethan and Cora, the Harrison/Maxwell/Anne fight, getting me off to Germany, and starting school for Max and Mira the day after. Phew! We can do this!
The thing is, I don’t feel anxious. Only when I lie in bed, I start to worry. Other than that, I’m so. freaking. excited. I. just. want. to. jump. up and down. and. squeal.
AND! My cousin gave me her hand-me-downs, which means I have a suitcase full of cute clothes. Sigh. I love rich cousins.
There’s my thrill of excitement… and anxiety.
Love you all.