February 6, 2023
A Maybe Dream
Was at a building that was open concept. The front door was really a double wide woven gate with latches and padlocks to keep it closed. Myself and one other person were waiting for the guest to arrive. The guy was Lyndon. When we arrived, we all sat at the table but then I got up to latch the gate so that it would stay closed. Someone outside asked if I’m locking it. I said no, just latching it. I latched two out of the three locks. As I was walking back to the table, I turned back to get a small basket that was near the door with other baskets. This was to put some strips of paper that was cut up into.
Change scene.
Same building it felt like, but downstairs. It was set up a bit like a shop and there was a display with loc sprinkles. I was excited because I was looking for loc sprinkles everywhere. The woman there said that she did all the jewellery etc. It felt like I knew her though. I was also there with a guy and as the woman moved to get the loc sprinkles, he stood behind me and wrapped his arms around me.
She started handing me all sorts of jewellery except the loc sprinkles. One was a ring set. There were four rings in that set. Two for a man, two for a woman. It was purple and black with each having a bow. The guy holding me said that he needed to know what type of ring I would like.
It got fuzzy at this point, but I put down the ring set separate from the others and went to actually point out where exactly the loc sprinkles were.
3:39 pm : getting ready to go walking.
Yahweh, thank you for your strength. For your grace and your love. I’m finished with work for today. Found a new spot to exercise. Met with the boss today. She actually commended me on the quality of work that was done in her absence. That was nice. Thank you for your grace.
4:45 pm : and I’m home
Sigh. I have a love/hate relationship with exercise. I love the gym. I like hiking. I’m not fond of walking for exercise. But I love how I feel after. It was nice though. Will be back tomorrow. Aiming for at least fifty more pounds to lose by the end of the year.
Third attempt to sew this Bible cover. Third time’s the charm.
