Dear Diary,
Hold on – I am trying to write very quietly... there is the most precious squirrel stealing seeds out of the birdfeeder on my porch and I would hate to disturb him. He is so adorable!
Alright, he has gone on his merry way. Anyway, I am hoping to gain some insight into events as of late by writing about them. It is important to put your thoughts out on paper to truly see what they mean. I have been having a difficult time with my emotions lately. I had a very curious dream last night, and all day things have been even more baffling. In my dream, I found myself in a gorgeous meadow – I could feel the warm sunlight on my hands as they brushed over the tops of wildflowers. They were Jerusalem artichokes – commonly mistaken for sunflowers.
As I was walking through the field, I felt that the warming sensation of the sun was actually created by a human presence. I had never felt more secure in my life. Eventually, I found the source of that feeling. It was a man. Dare I say who I recognized him to be? I do not know if I am ready to interpret this dream. After an awkward, silent day at work, Jason and I have agreed to go out for Margaritas later. Hopefully all of this will begin to make sense when I am able to talk with my best friend about it.
Love,
Grant