Basement Guy
Dream last night: I lived in a huge house with my b/f, and there was a man outside, lurking around, trying to get in, trying to rape me.
I was going around trying to close any entrances, and when I went into the basement I found him there. I ran, outside, and there were many people in the street. I called the police, it took them forever to come because I live in the ghetto. Then some people decided to take matters into their own hands, and THEY raped the fellow who'd tried to rape me. I thought it was fucked up, and so I called the cops back to arrest these OTHER people.
I went back into my house, and on the very top floor was a new office that had been built for me. It was huge, sprawling, white and full of light. I sat down on a rubbery couch and a wise woman told me to finish my novel, and that I needed to pare it down and focus.
The I frantically tried to find my boyfriend, because I needed to be comforted after the fright of being chased by that rapist. I looked and looked and looked and couldn't find him, and then I was looking for my phone to call him, but instead I found HIS phone, on his bed. And I knew that I wouldn't be able to reach him, and I was so scared.
Then I woke up and realized he was right beside me, so I held him for the rest of the morning.
I was going around trying to close any entrances, and when I went into the basement I found him there. I ran, outside, and there were many people in the street. I called the police, it took them forever to come because I live in the ghetto. Then some people decided to take matters into their own hands, and THEY raped the fellow who'd tried to rape me. I thought it was fucked up, and so I called the cops back to arrest these OTHER people.
I went back into my house, and on the very top floor was a new office that had been built for me. It was huge, sprawling, white and full of light. I sat down on a rubbery couch and a wise woman told me to finish my novel, and that I needed to pare it down and focus.
The I frantically tried to find my boyfriend, because I needed to be comforted after the fright of being chased by that rapist. I looked and looked and looked and couldn't find him, and then I was looking for my phone to call him, but instead I found HIS phone, on his bed. And I knew that I wouldn't be able to reach him, and I was so scared.
Then I woke up and realized he was right beside me, so I held him for the rest of the morning.