What dreams do tell.

I’ve had this recurring dream — always tied to travel. I’m back at drum major camp or college, and it’s the last day. There’s a deadline, say 4 o’clock, but it’s already creeping up on me — it’s 1 o’clock, and I’m staring at a mountain of stuff that seems impossible to pack in time.

But last night, something shifted.

Yes, there was still too much. But for the first time, I packed it neatly. I only left a little behind.

Maybe that’s the point. My subconscious is finally showing me that I’m learning — learning what to keep and what to let go. Not everything makes it into the bag. Not everything should.

Sometimes, even our dreams are teaching us about clarity.

What is one thing — a habit, a commitment, a belief — that you’ve been carrying for a long time but might finally be ready to leave behind?