Early Morning Commute

This morning was a first... I woke up around 4am..

Last night, I was scared of closing my eyes, but the dream was different then past ones... scary yes, but also filled with some small glimmer of something different. Instead of darkness, I saw what might best be described as that place between night and day... the sunrise... or the dawn. It was small... but as small as it was... it was different... I cried because I hadn't seen anything like that in a long time... but a growl in the distance and eyes in the foliage brought me back to reality... that whatever these dreams represent they aren't over. The eyes told me that I was being watched or hunted but the eyes scared me... and when the sunset was around me... I could see the desolate place from which I was in.

Waking up early this morning, and getting on my bike for work... was different... usually I delay or procrastinate... but that is also how complacency works or becoming settled. I told myself after waking up... and it was an unusual time for me to wake up... as if my mind or heart was saying... WAKE THE FUCK UP... and RIDE. So that is what I did... was on my bike by 6:30am, instead of 7:20am. It felt better... it really did.

I don't know what to think, I'm not going to question it, but I'm not going to trust what the dream represents... I'm simply going to take advantage of the peace that was given to me, continue to define myself, continue to move towards a new direction, and even begin to prepare for the night when it arrives again. But more than anything, start to plan to move again... I don't want to settle anymore.