3:45 pm
I have told my family what I want my funeral to be like.  My father is the only one that wrote it down so that someone will remember, just in case.  I think my father is so cool.  I want to be buried barefoot (if I can't be cremated)  I want "Thanks to God for my Redeemer" sung by everybody there.  I really believe in that song.  Even when I am feeling disgruntled with God in general, that song still holds truth for me.

It lists all the things I should be thankful for.  The travel, the destination, family, hearth, home.  Being young, growing old with loved ones, sunsets and seasons.  They are all those things that you take for granted until you no longer have them.  I am thankful for all things in my life, good and bad.  The bad things help me grow and mature and make me that much more aware of the good things in my life.  The good things are put here to temper me and make me aware that bad things don't overwhelm you unless you lose sight of yourself.  The bad things just make you that much more aware of all the good things you have.

4:20 pm
I have had many reoccurring dreams in my life.  They have become part of my life.

There is one where I am a mercenary named Dane (yes, a man).  It took me until my early twenties for the dream to progress to its end.  I'm still not sure it has ended.  My reoccurring dreams will usually start out as flashes, progress to beginnings, add bits and pieces to the middle and fiddle around until it has an end.  This progression takes years and some of these dreams of mine have yet to see anything resembling an ending.

I have prophetic dreams too, where I can see the future.  Yes, the actual future.  It's always my own future dreamed in the first person.  And it's never more than a few minutes worth.  I get the gift from my father's side of the family.  This is where I get my de ja vu feelings; those moments are all recognizable as something I've dreamed.  I don't keep track of these dreams because usually they are so short, most of them flashes and they will reside in my head as memories until they happen and I realize they were not yet memory until now.