i’ve always had very vivid dreams…which was interesting when i was a (bratty, obnoxious) child because they would often result in fear-paralyzing nightmares that left me screaming and subsequently, cuddled up in my parent’s bed.

or wide awake in the early morning wondering how i went from being a fairy princess back to my regular life…as a princess in my own imagination.

i digress (and it isn’t pretty)…

several months ago, i had a dream about a good friend. i dreamt her boyfriend proposed to her. oddly enough, the next night he did. i hadn’t spent any time with him prior to that so the dream was as random as they come…

it’s been a common theme in my life: dreams.

approximately 6 months ago i had a dream about a guy. i don’t know who he was, but i know how i felt with him next to me. i woke up and wrote down my dream in detail (which i would typically share…but i’m holding back on this, some things are sacred). i don’t know who the guy was since he had no face, but i knew i loved him. and i knew that i wanted to stay in that moment with him forever.

i recently met someone (that feels weird/exciting to share). and soon after i had that same dream again. this time the guy had a face: his.

…which is unnerving to say the least. but simultaneously, oddly comforting.

if my past dreams are any indication, then great things are in store.

and are already happening.

i can honestly say i’m happier than i’ve ever been. beyond happy. so happy i need a new word for ‘happy.’

and excited that i’m fortunate enough to be living my dream.

to boot.