Dreams

I spent my formative years in the Caribbean and it seems that island people always believe in their dreams. I have been heavily influenced by the places I've lived and my dreams are starting to worry me. In them I find myself yelling, screaming and making huge scenes in public. Anyone who knows me well, knows this is not like me at all. I avoid confrontation; I hate it. Arguing gets on my nerves. However, I live in a country that the every day part of life requires confrontations and arguments. Since this is somewhat difficult for me, often times I do not express what I really feel and just walk away frustrated and disappointed. I hate dealing with little things like going to the bank, the post office, etc. because I always leave angry. I usually leave these things for Fridays when I do not have as much going on and if it makes me upset, it won't ruin the rest of the day. My dreams have been more frequent, so obviously I have some frustrations built up. I have decided to let these frustrations out here, on this blog. Hopefully this will allow my dreams to be more peaceful.