ever have one of those dreams?
i had this dream that i was killing people. like left and right. and i lived at my grandma's house. as the proprietor of some sort of dog walking service i lost a dog and apologized like crazy to the owner and then at some point killed some dogs? i don't know. then people started coming over and i'd freak out and just shoot them. i also had a chainsaw i was cutting them with for whatever that's worth. the bodies would go in hefty bags and get thrown into the creek by her house which in real life is right about 3 inches deep but whatever that wasn't even my idea i think greg was there suggesting what i do with them to keep me out of trouble. what a swell guy. her neighbor ron suspected something so i had to start going outside shooting guns and running the chainsaw for no reason to establish an alibi and it worked.
then somehow i went to church camp. and eric came with me which was fun, but the whole time i'm kindof sketched out about whate might be going on at home. and some lady called me for legal council but i don't remember that leg of the dream. bethany was there we hung out i saw her family that was fun but her mom didn't like me much anymore.
go home, get a call from a lawyer saying i'm subpoenaed and they've linked me to the crime scene at the time and i'm screwed but if i would like, his firm would be happy to represent me. i ask 'wait you're handling the prosecution and the defense? is that fair/good/ethical/possible?' and he said yes.
then i felt real bad because i knew i was dead, and i walked out of his office and the owners of all the dogs i killed (all church people) were there and they were quietly scornful
then i woke up. and freaked out. i laid in bed for a good minute wondering what my next move was before i looked around and figured out that it wasn't real. *phew*
then somehow i went to church camp. and eric came with me which was fun, but the whole time i'm kindof sketched out about whate might be going on at home. and some lady called me for legal council but i don't remember that leg of the dream. bethany was there we hung out i saw her family that was fun but her mom didn't like me much anymore.
go home, get a call from a lawyer saying i'm subpoenaed and they've linked me to the crime scene at the time and i'm screwed but if i would like, his firm would be happy to represent me. i ask 'wait you're handling the prosecution and the defense? is that fair/good/ethical/possible?' and he said yes.
then i felt real bad because i knew i was dead, and i walked out of his office and the owners of all the dogs i killed (all church people) were there and they were quietly scornful
then i woke up. and freaked out. i laid in bed for a good minute wondering what my next move was before i looked around and figured out that it wasn't real. *phew*