i am thankful for the barrier between dreams and consciousness.
Last night, my dream had me living in a house close by a retail area, with a grocery store next door, a few hundred feet away. At one point, i sent my youngest, the Sea, to buy something at the store. My dream self had a reason at the time.
Minutes later, after she had left, my dream self, gripped in fear, looked out the window to the store wondering where she was and berating myself for letting a 5 year old walk down a busy street and go into a store alone.
The last image in my head was the look on her face when i asked her to do the errand.
Thank god for awaking.
