I’m afraid of a lot of things. I really don’t want to be and I can usually rationalize them away but once I’m put into a situation, I get kinda freaked out all over again. I’m afraid of a bunch of random things, but the biggies are heights, drowning and moths. Yes, moths. It’s actually pretty funny. I don’t go running away or anything but they seriously freak me out. Maybe it’s the whole bumping into me thing, I’m not sure, they are just gross. I love butterflies but I hate moths. Uck.

Anyway, last night I had a dream that I was scuba diving. Not every dream I have is bad, but they usually aren’t awesome, especially if there’s a large body of water involved. That is why it was so weird to have a good dream where I was in the water and doing fine. I wasn’t thinking about dying or in any kind of emergency situation. Now, I like the idea of scuba diving and I think people who do it are really cool, but if it came down to it, I don’t know if I could do it. I’m afraid of drowning, I’m afraid of rising to quickly and busting my lungs, I’m afraid that some crazy animal will come bite my bum, I’m afraid that I’ll panic. So it was really weird having that dream last night. There was a guide with me and we swam down together. We checked out some cool stuff and then I motioned that I wanted to go back up. She said there was so much more to see but I knew that what I had just done was huge and I didn’t want to push it. I surfaced and felt proud that I had actually done it.

When I first woke up, I was confused. It was a weird dream! After a few minutes though I began to feel happy. I’m all about baby steps and having positive dreams is a good one for me. I wouldn’t say that scuba diving is necessarily a goal of mine but I’d like to know that the reason I don’t go is because I don’t want to, not because I’m afraid. Who knows though, maybe I will go someday. That’d be crazy!