Dreaming

Dreaming is weird. Last night I dreamt about middle school - good ol' West Jordan Middle School. Only all of the current people in my life were my classmates. And I could drive. I drove a really big, old gross van. I parked it next to Mel's huge truck.

Before I went to bed I wrote a list of things I was thankful yesterday. Work, new friends, amazing dinner time views, my education and creativity, Harley's night time kisses and sweet texts from my mom. That was my list. I thought my list might help control my dreams.

Nope. I'll try something else tonight.

Last night I went to happy hour with Eisha. She's a new friend and she is incredible. I had planned on being there for an hour or two, rather than 4 but I didn't want to leave the conversation. She is such a happy and bright person with so many awesome things going on in her life. Her daughter, her new business, her relationship with God and her energy.

The world is full of best friends and amazing people we just haven't met yet. It is full of like minded people who can build us up. It is full of goodness and love.

The entire world is different than our own little worlds. Our worlds are what we make them - I am so thankful for my little world. It seems it is becoming more beautiful and more meaningful and full of goodness everyday!