I woke up in the middle of the night and opened a cabinet and the peanut butter came flying out and crashed into a heavy glass cutting board and it shattered and flew everywhere. Then, after cleaning it up, I went to sleep and had a nightmare where we bought a new home. It was average sized but HUGE when you went inside. ONly the 1st and 3rd floor were ours but we did not know it when we purchased it. It was a beautiful place at first sight. The second floor was occupied by a demonic troupe of carnival performers. I mean, there were rooms and rooms of them. I was fine with them being there at first . . . I talked to them and tried to establish what was ours versus theirs. But they began playing tricks on me. In the basement was a gambling area with bowling lanes and when I went down there and discovered this, an evil dark-haired man with a beard told me that I must never return. That it was OUT - OF- BOUNDS. But it was all a trick because no matter where I went, I ended up on the second floor by accident or the basement (there were hundreds of doors) and then they decided to kill me and they sent in a horned satyr to my bedroom who was frothing a green liquid all over the place and all over me and when I tried to bite/scratch him to defend myself, he was like stone -- impenetrable. Katie was there and I told her to run . . . to get out . . . to escape and I think that she did. Then . . . as I was fighting this creature, a person that I used to know came in and flung open the windows and screamed something in Spanish and glared at me and laughed, saying, They will all be here in a minute and it will be over. . . . I asked her, What did I ever do to you????? and she just hissed at me and continued laughing. The creature reappeared and I continued beating my fists against this man-goat and I was slipping into this large pool of drool and no matter what I did, I knew I was losing and it was so horrid and I woke up and was afraid that I was still there because at first, it looked like the room in the dream and it took me a minute or so to realize I was in my OWN house. And frankly, I dont know that I want to live here anymore.
Posted on: Thu, 20 Mar 2014 11:07:10 +0000
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