And there will come a time, you’ll see, with no more tears. And love will not break your heart, but dismiss your fears. Get over your hill and see what you find there, With grace in your heart and flowers in your hair.
some were about seeing people i did LITs with which was sort of sad because i haven’t seen so many of those amazing people in a couple years.
the worst one though i dreamt that i went back to camp to visit and they had torn down all the cabins and were building new ones, they had also torn down most of the lodges and someone had been this awful new giant lodge/condo building right in the middle of camp. and i remember being really sad and telling the camp director how mad i was and leaving saying that i never wanted to come back.