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Also we need more guys in this thread.

We are spoiling mister Q way too much! He needs some competition!

^No way. Go us!

The writing in the books I write is always clean; the characters have no reason or wish to swear.

I have Scottish ancestry; my family is known for feisty, reddish-haired women.

^Maybe there are some scottish genes in my family too. My father who is English has a red mustache, so has my brother. They have blond hair though. I don't know anything about my English genealogy.

Think of the most Scottish surname you can think of.
That's my surname.

Abbo first name, Scottish surname.
I wear a butt flap under my kilt.

Why be clean?

We are all dirty.

Red hair is Celtic, mark of the Celts, I have red in my beard.

I swear a lot. Some (many?) probably view that as tacky. Anne swears too.

My first name stems from this Beatles song

I am from Fraserburgh. I could wave to you across the water from there.

Not now though. I am woefully far away.

^Would you like to analyze my latest dream?

I dreamed mostly in first person last night, which is rather interesting. But it might have been a vivid imaginging while I was still half asleep...

I was at a bookstore or library of some kind, and the characters started popping out of the books. One of them was stuck, and I freed her[?], revealing herself to be an elemental [like a fairy] of some kind. Her being trapped in a book reminded me of The Tempest, wherein Ariel the elemental is trapped in a pine tree, and I asked if her name was Ariel. I'm not sure what the answer was. Then I was at an old, country kind of grocery store, with homemade food and such on the shelves. Someone was with me, a kind, gentle someone, and the only thing I can remember about them is that they seemed shiny or glowing in some way. I tried to convince them that getting some gluten free crackers and some cheese was a good idea, but they politely told me no. Suddenly there was another being, though whether it was the elemental from before, I'm not sure. This being was female-ish, with a spindly, thin, greyish body. She shook me around, pushed me to the floor and sat on me, and made me go oddly numb and floppy. Then it switched to third person, looking at my body, as if I was floating around, and embraced the being with my light. She turned back into the elemental, and was also shining with a nice white light. She cried and cried, but I forgave her.

Well, you might find your way back there one day

One was stuck, and you freed her.
You were stuck, and she freed you in return.

You're stuck and indecisive.
Something big needs to happen to get you unstuck.

I'm counting on it.

I almost always dream in first person.
Except I am not always me as I appear now in my dreams.
I look very different but I know it's me.
It's very odd.

Pulls you onto my lap and sings flower of Scotland with you.

Yes, that's it.
It could even have to do with these relationship complexities that I'm unused to, and trying to heal my heart so that I can give love back.

I'm also getting the feeling that it's time to move on, that moving to the best place for us will help me and my mum immensely. Is that big enough, I wonder, or could it be something else?


That certain someone loves me so much...could it be that I am hesitant to accept it, because I have been hurt so terribly...Or are we even right for each other? Usually I am not so doubtful.

You will free each other.
In one way or another.