I had sweet dreams last night. Two of them. Happy dreams, that moved at an easy pace and traded in real possibility.
I can’t remember the last time that happened. Definitely that easy pace isn’t something I experience very often — whether asleep or waking. Even past “good dreams” — they often flash by, even in memory.
It felt good, having a couple dreams where I experienced real clarity, in a way I could appreciate. There was no rush — just that clarity. What I saw and felt, I understood.
I’m going to give this feeling one more moment — because why not.
It felt good.
Good can be enough, sometimes, without have to analyze anything, without having to break it down. So, let’s live by example, today, perhaps.
Have a good day.
My name is Michael. I am a Writer and Filmmaker of hopeful stories for complex people. Lately, I have been sharing some reflections and stories every morning. Once per month, I send a special note to those on my email list. They get exclusive stories and advanced (sometimes free) access to my work. You can join this exclusive group here. Thanks for reading.