hmmmmmmmm I'm sure not nomad
but I think I can understand how nomad feels
In several dreams now, I keep running into this girl. When ever I meet her in a dream, we just go together like peanut butter and jelly, were just the best of friends. But when I look at her face I don't see a friend, I see family. From her eyes, to her nose, she's gotta be from my mom's side of the family. Or more importantly, she looks so much like me, yet she's not.
And the girl in my dreams insists shes not a dream character
I've always felt closer to my moms side of the family. Though I've never lived in the country side of my moms family, I feel a longing to return. Since I was a small child, everyone would jokingly call me by my Great Grandmother's name. They said I sit and eat just like her. My great grandmother was deceased before I was born.
I have zero tolerance for alcohol. I refuse to have alcohol. And hate being around individuals when they are drunk.
No one in my family can figure out why I've always had a hatred for alcohol, since no one abuses it.
But...........there is alcohol abuse in the history of my moms side of the family. The bad kind. My grandmother was abused most of her life by her drunken husband, who I never knew and mostly reject as being family anyways. My great grandmother was alive long enough to see her daughter abused. And lived long enough to see her grandchildren *my mother* abused.
And if you asked me :D where was I in a past life, only one thing pops in my head. Plain and simple, I was a country girl in puerto rico. And if I really am my great grandmother, hell that would explain a lot. (especially why I feel done and over with popping out children!!)
who knows!
all I know is that dream girl is eerily familiar, and I can't put my finger on it