I was cleaning my pipe that I inherited from my dad earlier when a small piece chipped off the end. The rest of it is completely functional and intact but I’m wondering if it would even be safe to smoke out of this again. The piece is quite old, I’d estimate around 10 years if that makes a difference. I don’t know much about these and this piece is a big way I stay connected to my dads memory so please let me know
My vivid dreaming might be one of the main causes for my depression. I hate to say something like that because there is 1000% more reasons and a physical factor in my head but it definitely contributes. Usually my vivid dreaming would be about my abuser, apologies I never got, making up that would never happen, even intimacy that I would never experience again. But this time was much different, after not dreaming for a week, I fell asleep for nearly 14 hours last night and experienced the most heartfelt romance in my life. He was a bit taller than me, I’d say around 5’10, the blondest hair I’ve ever seen, barely yellow. We began as hallways mutuals, knowing each other through friends but never fully interacting. At a small concert venue with friends (picture the bar that burns in Jennifer’s Body) we interacted for the first time in which he asked me on a date. We went to a restaurant that he also happened to work at and he was dressed very nicely. Once we got there he disappeared for what in the dream felt like 20 minutes, once he came back he was just getting off a phone call. I told him that I found it ridiculous he would disappear on a first date especially when we hadn’t even been seated yet and that he clearly wasn’t taking the situation seriously. Once I left the restaurant I received a text from him saying that we are clearly incompatible. The dream continued like normal, small shopping trips with my friends, but he always seemed to be in the back of the group with us. The rest is a bit of a blur since I woke up in the middle of it but the next time he comes up in a main role, we’re talking solo and really hitting it off to the point that it hurts me he said we were incompatible. I mentioned this and he said he was just heartbroken I didn’t take the time to understand why he had to leave momentarily, he had been setting up reservations for a lookout spot in like a garden type area. In the end he accepted me back and in my dream state I felt a true emotion of love, something I haven’t experienced in a long time. It felt so real, I’m used to vivid dreaming as it’s the only form I have but this time I truly thought it was my real universe. But now I’m awake and my chest feels heavy. I feel so empty and lonely. I don’t even know who this mystery man was who I spoke to and who treated me so well. I know he likely isn’t a real person but the thought of him now is making me sick, I crave that love, that emotion, and the way it was so unbelievably real in my vivid dream realm. So again. I believe my vivid dreaming is definitely a cause to my constantly fluctuating state of negative emotions and I hope someone can relate.