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Friday, June 23, 2006

THINGS NOT TO DO WHILE DREAMING...

Okay, so I've decided that it may be in my best interest not to watch shows like CSI or anything on A&E during "Serial Killer Week". The reason I say this is because things from shows like these leak into my subconscious, and it can get ugly and/or scary!

Due to one of my dreams last night I've decided to use today's entry to discuss some things that I wish I wouldn't dream about. Maybe this will help keep them out of my head for a little while?

1) Work. I cannot stand actually dreaming about being in the office. It's not like I don't spend enough time here in my life, now it has to trickle into my world away from here too? Funk that!

2) Anything bad happening to my Mom, Sis, or Adrianne. I used to have these horrible dreams about something happening to my Mom and I'd just wake up drenched in sweat and crying. I'd usually get up and walk around a little bit, just trying to shake the thoughts. Sometimes it worked, other times I'd just end up laying there in bed unable to go back to sleep because I was scared the dream would start up again.

3) Driving. Anytime I have a dream that I'm driving, or in a car, it always ends up bad. I've gotten to the point that I hope I wake up as soon as I see myself getting into a car. Luckily I don't have these dreams too often.

4) This is probably the last one, and what this whole post is about... Me dying. I had a couple of horrific dreams last night, and they both worked together against me. The first one had me viewing this forest. I just kind of was standing there looking at all of the trees. I think I was explaining to someone that I'd seen something in there, and was trying to find it again. That's when I saw it. There was an lifeless arm that was bound by the wrist to a pretty small tree. The tree was bloody right where the binding occurred. I couldn't see what/who the rest of the arm was attached to (at that time). I'm pretty sure we (whomever I was talking to) left to get some help.

I know I woke up out of this dream, but I fell back to sleep and we're at the forest. Once again I'm standing, looking at the forest. I'm looking for the arm. Then I see it, but there's more this time. I can see the shape of the head, and it looks strangely familiar. I get a little better look and find out that it's my head and body laying there in the leaves and brush. I can't see my face perfectly, but I know the shape of my head, face, and nose, and it's me, certainly.

I immediately wake up. This is just one more time that I'm completely soaked in sweat (that's been a lot this week, since it's been so humid here, and, for some reason, its like the A/C doesn't work in our bedroom or something). I think I talked to Adrianne, but that may have been a dream too. I was so out of it. I'm starting to wonder if my dreams are causing me to hallucinate. I just know that I don't want to have too many more dreams like this.

Okay, so enough of the bad stuff for today. It's ugly here today. We've got thunderstorms, supposedly, all day and night. So, that means Adrianne and I will be taking the Nashville route to Owensboro tonight. Yippee!! I absolutely hate going that way. It's so boring! Also, we have to drive on the ever-sleep-inducing Natcher Parkway. Well, at least we're driving it together now, so it won't be like I'm doing it all alone! If you happen to read this, have a great weekend!
||Inflicted on you by John, at 8:18 AM

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