Dreamt that I was basically living in the Hunger Games. I had to kill an animal and eat it and it was awful. I was never so vulnerable. I was so miserable that I determined I would rather just die and be freed than be made to live through such horrors. I didnt even fight, I just hid. I was a dready, dirty cave woman. I had dug a hole and lived underground in a secret fort. Alone. I often maneuvered the woods by doing the snake slide on the ground... I dont know why, but I assume it was advantageous to blend in. I was not only filthy, I had disguised myself by making a full on mud, tree, and shrubbery suit. I was frail and lonely. The birds chirping was the closest thing to music and that--- that blissful sound gave me the strength to carry on, as much as I wanted to give up... It was the music! Rickey was my partner in life, but not happily. He abandoned me in the hunger games (of course he did) and I didnt see him again. I never even actually saw him in my dream, I just knew he ditched. Thats all I remember. ...Sounds about right. That subconscious!
Posted on: Sun, 12 Oct 2014 15:28:39 +0000
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