Sort of like Day 1, I guess
Today is my first official “workday” that doesn’t involve work for me. I am “between jobs” and it’s an odd feeling.
True enough, I’ve taken “mental health” days before, some might call it calling in sick when you’re not. But even then I knew what the next day and the next would hold.
Today, not so much.
I had a dream the other night that I was vomiting. It was forceful as it left my body in a long continuous gush, and oddly it was clear and cold, too. Like water actually. “But what about the rug?” was my thought at the time.
I woke up not sure if I had really been sick or not. I spent the next few hours listening to the thunderstorm that is so rare for us here in San Diego. Every flicker of lightning, and boom of thunder made me smile in my half-sleeping state.
I was curious about the dream, so I looked it up:
Vomiting
To dream that you are vomiting, indicates that you need to reject or discard an aspect of your life that is revolting. There are some emotions or concepts that you need to confront and then let go.
Someone described my leaving as, “The end of an era.” Perhaps for me, it will be. I need to let it go. It’s over, it’s done. I’ve ended it. Discarded. Expelled. Et cetera. The last word was mine.
I am now enjoying my time between jobs, as short as it will be. I have the feeling it is the calm before a storm.
I like the storms, they comfort me.
