The Dream

So I finally fell asleep around 3 AM..not unusual for yours truly. The dream I had, however..was strange as they come. Those who know me know I walk or take the bus pretty much everywhere. Being self sufficient just works better.

In this dream, I was driving. Something I have not done since 2002, the last time being my driver's test with Angelo Driving Academy, which I failed by 5 points if you must know. I failed because my mind was not focused on the right things, and because I was extremely nervous about that particular test. The driving skills in the dream really weren't that much better than they were all those years ago, but what I noticed was that as the dream wore on, I was gradually getting better at operating this car, and as it turns out is really is like learning to ride a bike. You don't forget, and this time, age helped tremendously, because I recall moving a lot of junk that was in the backseat to the trunk so there would be ample vision from the back. At 16, someone would have had to remind me to do this. It was scary, but the driving itself was slowly starting to feel natural. I had no one else with me, only the open road, and it seemed to be out in the middle of nowhere.

This has happened a couple of times already, only my driving skills didn't evolve in the last two dreams. Now, what could this mean exactly? Well, lets see, the acquiring of one's license is considered a major milestone isn't it? Could this have to do with where life is right now, like the prospect of being independent looming closer? Who knows, but that impulsive naturedness could very well come in handy in this case. Being spontaneous is fun and exciting, and things happen when you just get up and go.

Moving foward

It's been a couple of months since my last post. I have since moved out of the apartment and am now back in a house, which is nice in its own way. I no longer have to save quarters to wash my clothes, nor can I hear others through the walls. I have a real bed now and there is a backyard outside instead of a balcony.

I have been prescribed an anti depressant as well. This has affected me tremendously. On the positive side, my moods are normal (whatever that means), and because the medicine is taken at night, I don't have as much trouble falling asleep. I have to check back in with Dr. Gross in a month for an update.
On the negative side, I tire easily. Sometimes I swear it isn't working as well,  especially when the sadness comes back around, but I have to keep going. There is simply too much left to do.

In August, I want to continue work on my bachelor's degree. Knowing I have Aspergers means I am aware of money I could get for school, and I do plan to look into this, but I want to take a couple of classes in the fall to slowly ease myself back into the world of academia. I am eight school credit hours away from being classified as a junior at ASU and want to finish. I am tired of being bored and feel it's time. Also, school provides the chance to be around my friends and peers, which sounds wonderful.

Long term goals aren't usually set anymore because I can't seem to get them done..short term goals work better and allow better focus on the here and now. They are motivation to keep going if nothing else.