I believe the last time I posted something here was a week before I visited my girlfriend in Miami. We went on a cruise together. Sadly, we broke up last month after four years of dating. It's been difficult for me and not sure how it has been for her because she as cutoff all contact. I'll spare you the details, however, as I'm more interested in the dream I had recently. Well, it began with my ex and I on a lovely ship (similar to the cruiseliner). We were exploring the ship and the next thing I know she has vanished and I am an employee on the ship. I'm having a manic episode and I do something that gets me fired by my uptight boss. I'm actually delighted to be finished with the ship. The scene changes. I am now standing in an open field on a sunny day. I explode into the sky. I have one fist pointed upward and just go higher and higher. I think what drives me is the desire to escape the pain, the pain of having lost her. And then I sense another force that begins to pull me in the direction I'm going. I surrender and just lay back, limp. I sense that this must be God. I'm looking into the sky searching for undeniable evidence that it is he who is propelling me upward. But, I suppose the mysterious entity has a change of heart as I am lowered gently back to earth. I feel I have the mental and physical power of ten men. As soon as I land, I see my niece playing soccer and she sees me. We smile and greet one another and begin playing soccer together.