Last Night

I had an all night dream that took place in the setting I grew up in. It was the same piece of land that I grew up on. The house was different, an actual house instead of a trailer. I was married, we had one neighbor who lived close. I was a killer in this

Last Night

I had the craziest dream. *We have been watching Claim to Fame. The other day I said how cool it would be to have a murder mystery reality show, like that,(without it coming off campy!) where they are eliminated based on their choices from the moment they enter the house. Mess up enough you’re on

One

More weekend of July. We are already halfway through summer, thank all that is good. Twice this season the weather has saved my mental health; I hate summer but I love summer thunderstorms. We’re going to be alright. You know what’s fucked up? I had just started feeling like my life long attraction to Russians

Growl

Grrrrrrrrr My sleeping clothes are so cute And my hair won’t cooperate. (He means it’s too long.) Whatever. Been in the car today. Tired as a hell. You guys have a good night.

Reset

My insomnia is bucking like it always does this time of year. We both kind of hate spring. You think late winter is bleak but I hate the heat. Summer will be better. I’ve had a wheeze since COVID and all I can think of is right now how to alleviate the embarrassing thing. Freaking

W.D.

Yesterday, I had to do some driving. Last Night, I had a crazy dream. Here we go. So, the trip I took yesterday involved a lot of back roads. At the opening of the dream, the sky was sunless but not full dark. In this dream, I could run really fast. What I am telling

Tonight’s Episode

I love everyone. Please be careful. Be kind, but don’t take any shit. Sorry it’s been so long since I posted anything substantial. We’ll get back on track Tonight’s Episode is Little Problems Season 5

Tonight’s Episode

Yesterday, I put my earrings back in after not wearing them for a year. I have been in various degrees of defensive dress for a while. It’s Enough. You Potato. I look much better with them in. I’m sorry if earrings offend you, it is not really my choice. Pardon me- My earlobes aren’t as

Last Night

I had a very long dream. I was a kid again, which always makes me uncomfortable. It was all an Experiment. We were in this large group and there was a separate group of adult researchers. It was very Inventing Anna meets The Lord of the Flies I can only remember the last scene. All

Idol

Last Night, I dreamt of a sanging reality show. I was in the cheap seats. Duh. A Girl came on stage and began to slay. Immediately, just Whitney Houston killing it. Dead silence from the crowd, they weren’t reacting because the girl was Asian. I screamed my head off for Her. and then “Fuck Them!”

1080

Going into fifth grade my Father married our Stepmother and we moved into the city. Calling Slocomb a city is like calling Dothan “Birmingham”. Trust me, that killed in Alabama. We’d been living on my Father’s bosses property in a trailer that belonged to us. We had love if nothing else. When our Stepmother entered

Other Kids

Were playing with cars and I was learning how to make dream-catchers and shit. They do work, and the answer is psychological. When you make a dream catcher you’re supposed to let the nightmare have at you in every way it wants to come. It hurts, but it gives you something to do with your

Last Night

I had a disturbing dream about killer whales. More specifically, a huge pod (thousands). Feeding. Somehow, we were allegedly safe because they were focused on other food. We were travelling in the middle of an orca feeding frenzy to stay safe from the greater danger outside, that drove us into the chaos. Even in my

B.D.

In my dream, I was “being shown” early Life. (?Something) I don’t want to think about it too much. I Awoke in the Water. I was taken everywhere by Water. I was in the Water when it was full of Life. I was in the Water when the only Life was isolated, deformed, underwater cave-mutants.

Dreamz

*I can’t remember precisely where the dream starts. I do not know where the others came from.* There was a group of between 12-15 of us standing in a small greeting area that was pretty but spartan. There was light flooding through a large rectangular window that was off-center, on the far wall, to my

B.D. II

I cannot talk about last night’s nightmare, it was too personal. Needless to say it was fucked up. My worst fears came at me in a way I was not prepared for. This one doesn’t get any cute pictures. That shit was rough. Don’t ever get fat-It doesn’t matter if you loose weight, and then

G.D.

The night before last I had a bad dream. It was rough and ended up keeping me up for the rest of the night. Wellllll…last night I had a dream where Alexander Skarsgård made an appearance. It happens about once a year. I’m not saying it made up for the night before… Actually…that’s exactly what