I don't remember the exact details of the dream. Just the general vague sense that through all the doom and gloom to be had, that there was that coming to terms, to peace, with oneself and moving forward with strength.
It gave me some cautious optimism.
Speaking of cautious optimism, tomorrow is my second dose of the vaccine. Here's to hoping things go well.
I'm continuing to go through the beginning motions of preparing to come out publicly in real life. It continues to be daunting; it continues to be scary; it continues to be something I feel woefully inadequately prepared for. But I am committed to doing it so I am trying to move forward with this.