Monday, July 4
war time is scary.
had a long dream yesterday. dreamt that i was in a place experiencing war. staying at a refugee camp and trying to escape from the enemies who were trying to take my life. some of my friends and family were in my dream too. we were all lying low, dodging from bombs and soldiers. traveling in trucks in silence. what a dream. i remember my youngest brother was in the dream. i remember we traveled together and ran away together. woke up from the dream feeling a little exhausted from all the running and feeling a little nervous. i kept quiet for a while, giving my mind some time to decipher where reality is. hope there is no part two of the dream tonight. i need proper sleep.
help me to trust.