El Hombre is getting old… So, in order to celebrate it, I organised I road trip for both of us up to the North of the country. We still had a gift voucher to redeem, so it gave me an idea of where to start.
We had a long way to go, while one drove, the other worked. There is no excuse, these days, working in a car is possible.
El Hombre se hace mayor, así que como regalo le preparé un fin de semana en el norte de Inglaterra, aprovechando que teníamos una noche de hotel pagada como regalo de unos amigos, así que me lo pusieron fácil para organizar por donde empezar.
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I’ve been recently waking up in the middle of the night, around 4 am. I don’t think is due to the pregnancy, it has more to do with closing the windows thinking the breeze is quite refreshing at night and then finding your limbs and face boiling in the darkness.
That, as well as my hunger and my deep dreams. I could remember everything after waking up. And that’s bad, you know, because then you just think it over and try to make conclusions.
It is very weird how last night I dreamt of a very old woman who used to be my patient 2 years ago. I used to visit her along with my Clinical Supervisor in her family house, because she was unable to go to the surgery. Continue reading “Deep dreams are made of… what?”