I don't have much patience for people who live in the past. Who live in regrets for lost loves and better times. So I find it strange that I am dreaming of a man long gone.
It's not even that I have regrets, I don't, it's just sweet memories. Maybe my dreams are telling me it's time to move on, but I am comfortable with my life. I actually love the freedom I have, not having to consider others when I make a decision. Not having to account for how I spend my time or money.
I'm not lonely, my life is full of joy. Who knows why suddenly someone who is gone suddenly makes an appearance in our nightly dreams. Maybe someday I will understand but, for now I will just enjoy the sweet memories....
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