Confessions of a sad superhero book 180

 Dreaming again...

#1 Was in an amusement park. Seems I was with a family or group of friends maybe. I got lost or separated and after some women tried to help me (including an older Hispanic woman who seemed flirtatious) I ended up locked into a lab I managed to squeeze thru a door into.

#2 My sister Fatish was skating down this foggy street that sloped until she somehow fell down into an abyss. She dropped her cellphone and I  heard her below yelling so I aksed someone to go get a rope but some people who might have been nuns helped Fatisha up. She seemed unhurt. (I think seeing Nosferatu the other day influenced this dream)

#3 This penguin looking ceature was bouncing around these multicolored marbles as some other creatures(?) pursued him. He broke one of the marbles in half to consume something that made him stronger. Also an owl was there in a hole in a tree and it seems I saw a package arrive at my apt. Maybe I was anticipating the arrival of the new internet device being shipped from AT&T. 

#4 A cute Hispanic guy who looked like an Uber/Lyft driver was walking around singing a song about dying...I am sure he said Sergio you will die but this was actually mixing up with a song that was playing on the radio from KROQ at that time I was sleeping. The song was about dying. Sort of upbeat but it had a heaviness to it like the song Welcome to The Black Parade does.

Confessions of a sad superhero book 179

Been dreaming again lately. Of course most of this stuff tends to fade unless I jump up and jot it down really quickly. 

Yesterday...

Was crying because my Grandma Mary's dog "Killer" died and a little boy came to comfort me. Also a young girl came to put a blanket on me. I told Fatisha that the reason I hate going to funerals is because I fall apart. She told me it was how we let go or something to that effect. Then it seems like I was seeing a coffin which was reddish and kinda futuristic and ancient looking at the same time. I saw them lowering it into the ground and I was feeling dread wondering how I was going to hold it together after I was buried down there in the dark. I envisioned trying to hold my breath as I dug up through earth. Seems I said animals are like angels and the rest has faded from my memory.

Dec 15th

Was at a flea market type setting and was talking with these two little white kids. Both boys. At one point I scolded one because he was ripping the cover of two. I stopped him before he could complete his damage on one by snatching it and this startled him causing him to jump. 

Nov 27th

Bigfoot trying to get me and some white kid who ran into a bathroom closing the door to escape.

Confessions of a sad superhero book 178

 (To Duran Duran station on iheart Radio)

I called in sick last night. Really was feeling just drained and spiritually exhausted. Again. Still when your mind and body need it they will let you know its time to take a break. If only for a moment. I was able to do some soul searching and basically re-affirmed my goals. Got some things accomplished that I'd put off for awhile. Did my laundry. Two loads. Still have another load to do on my off days. Got my workplace medical insurance squared away after missing the deadline. Connected with my business partners on the Detector Pig cartoon. Its amazing how sometimes in life you can just get so caught up in surviving that everything else seems to fall to the wayside. I think that when your mind gets too overloaded it simply needs to take a moment to do a sort of reboot. Sometimes that moment lasts a loooooong time. In my case its been a year and some change. Heartbreak and life can hit hard. Add to the equation mental illnesses caused by stress and maybe genetic factors and well...I guess I can understand now fully why some folks disappear inside themselves sometimes. Sometimes folks be going through all kinds of shit in their lives and you just never know so like the saying goes...be kind. Sometimes it feels risky being kind though especially when I look around and see whats going on in the world around me. 

Tonight I was asked to work at a different location and I am so glad they called me before I left my place. This place is heavily under construction and when I came in I found myself getting irritated because the construction crew was blasting spanish music. I think they put on music because it was so quiet since I was dealing with getting my work cams to work with a supervisor who was on the phone but man...I have so much appreciation for most music -except maybe opera- but this shit just sounds like carnival music to me and usually it doesn't bother me but I ended up blasting music back to try and drown it out and I can tell at some points we were kinda battling each other for musical dominance. One of the workers from another department told me she was leaving the company soon because of how far she has to travel at night and with no car she is often in potential danger. She gave me a banana and a croissant before she left. I've known her for a few years now and she's really cool. I think she's from Mexico. I feel really bad for her because she was telling me about how some homeless guys took her sneakers one morning as she was heading home. She was forced to go home with only her socks. I think she has been mugged a few times because one of the construction crew guys told me there have been a number of bad incidents which is whats leading to her quitting. The crime is getting insane and there are so many people walking the streets who should be locked up somewhere. Somewhere they can either get treatment or rehab so they can become contributing members of society. I have been watching some crazy videos on Youtube about crazy criminal encounters and although I am somewhat traumatized by a bad police encounter. I have newfound respect for what law enforcement has to deal with. In another life I think perhaps I was a cop...