I just realized one thing – that the flannel shirt Ted was wearing in my dream wasn’t a shirt – but a red flannel jacket. My husband’s jacket. Hit me when I saw the jacket hanging up earlier. What in the world does that mean?
Just watched the evening news. Usually I watch ABC – but tonight I watched the NBC nightly news and the whole broadcast (hurricane, Iraq, gas prices) was all dejavu. My feeling about the 28th, me getting sick – I remember all of it as if I already lived it all. The only problem is that I cannot remember the significance of this date…
I’ve also come to realize that I am getting sick when there is stress someplace in the world – a major stress. I’ve been sick on and off since the Iraq war – actually since Sept 11th. Now with the hurricane Katrina – it’s coming on again.
I’m going to see if I can join the local chapter of the Red Cross as a Disaster Action Team members – responding to crisis locally and possibly nationally, 24 hours a day, 365 days a year…it just feels right.
Off to gargle some salt water and off to bed. This is going to be an early night!