I was pretty tired after today’s workout and immediately fell asleep. I dreamt about snakes. Lots of snakes. Probably in the hundreds. They were all baby snakes and I was at work, supposed to be doing my job. But I tried avoiding them and looked for an area without them. I never found one. I eventually scared myself awake and thought about what it could mean.
I remember clearly in the dream that it was mating season. And after thinking about the dream it dawned on me what it was about. I’m also running from mating season in my waking life.
I’m in the prime of my life, at my most attractive, and I have made zero effort to capitalize upon this. I haven’t made the best choices in love (mostly lust) and I fear I have little objectivity in that regard. Thus I’ve stayed as far away as possible. And even further in some cases.
My last serious relationship spiraled into my deepest, darkest depression and nearly killed me. I’ve got scars aplenty and haven’t tried to balm them.
But these wounds aren’t getting any better on their own and something’s gotta give.