A Nightmare For All of You

I had a nightmare last night that the whole world community, minus a few, turned against me and tried to nail me down for what I write and see. It was about 5:30 am when I jolted awake and then the landline rang. I picked it up and the person did not speak, but I think that it was my Columbian friend checking on me. We are growing in affection and connection, and the peace in my heart is becoming important to him. I then did the dishes and went back to bed. When my roommate got home, she said that she heard me talking to him on the phone and thought that he was in the apartment. I think that there were things that she could see and I could not. There was another phone call at 1:30 pm that I did not pick up. I felt like that was him too. I just gave him my landline about 2 weeks ago. It is easier to get a hold of me that way, at times, than on my cell. I just kind of walked my way through and breathed through the nightmare and now I sit quietly, at Starbucks, just recounting the story for all of you. I feel power hitters coming into view and they will be seen, eventually, but for now they need their privacy. I insure that this stays the case by communicating in this way. It is direct, but nebulous at the same time.