Dreams

Had one of those nights last night where I'll wake up and then go right back into the same dream.  It was about my Mom's old boyfriend Larry.  A major league asshole and all around verbal abuser.  Just like my Dad did a number on my brother Frank's teenage years, Larry did the same to mine.  I guess Mom had to keep the cycle going.  Anyway I had and still have a lot of repressed anger with him (he's dead now).  Over the years my dreams show me where I am with taking care of myself by my ability or lack of in the dream.  Well there was no 'lack off' last night.  I even woke up arguing at one point.  The most interesting thing was the last part of the dream where we went outside so I could hit him.  He pulled a sewing needle out of his shoe and pointed it at me.  It was weird I wasn't afraid of fighting, but the needle caused me to back off some.  When I awoke it hit me.  Larry was never a physically violent person, but he would needle you with the jibes and the name calling.  So it's my new assignment from my subconscious.