Dream Update: Jan. 9, 2015 wee hours of the morning. I dreamed I was a phenomenal basketball player. I could shoot, dribble and it seemed my feet had wings as I could dunk the ball with ease. I practiced for awhile and then decided to challenge my brother Mitch to a one-on-one game. He showed up and I had already envisioned the game in my mind and the dazzling moves I was going to use to beat him badly. We started to play and all of a sudden a black guy shows up and he is angry at Mitch and I. He is tall, black, muscular and in very good shape. For some reason he gets so angry at us that he starts beating on Mitch and I. We couldnt defend ourselves very well and ended up on the floor pretty much beat up. Mitch landed on his stomach and I saw the black guy about to stick his foot up Mitchs rear end and so I tried to deflect the kick with my hands. The black man stopped his attack and turned to leave the gym. I got mad and decided to confront this black guy and stood up and slammed the door shut so he couldnt leave. I shuddered in fear as I realized how big this guy was and how small I seemed. My anger soon overcame my fear though and I somehow slammed this tall, muscular man to the ground and started stomping on his ankles. He whimpered like a little girl and I realized he wasnt so tough after all and I began to stomp on his ankles and knees and was emboldened to give him a thorough beating. I then woke up.
Posted on: Fri, 09 Jan 2015 21:12:55 +0000
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