I had a dream about you. The Thursdays were back and with them they brought hope. They were selling and everybody was buying. I tried telling the people they shouldnt buy because if they just wait 24 hours the product would be free. What the Thursdays sold was both priceless and worthless depending on when you acquired it.
I had a dream about you. You were a stranger playing a gig in this pub where I was waitressing. I felt like I knew you or needed to so I asked you to have a few drinks with me. Then my alarm went off. I sat up in bed to see you still sleeping. Im glad I decided to wear a kilt that summer while I was in school.
Sometimes the pain they wish to spare is their own because if you can be convinced to set aside your own dreams they can remain comfortable with their decision to do the same.
I had a dream about you. We were comparing scars. All of yours were on your body while all of my scars were on the bodies of people Ive known throughout my life. Its true Im unscathed which is also why Im alone.
When confronted with suffering that wont go away or with even a minor problem we instinctively focus on what is missing...not on the Masters hand. Often when you think everything has gone wrong its just that youre in the middle of a story. If you watch the stories God is weaving in your life you... will begin to see the patterns. Youll become a poet sensitive to your Fathers voice.