Tuesday, December 17, 2024

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.

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