dreams
I had the strangest dream the other night. I just never got a chance to jot it down yet. I was at a hotel with my great grandma Viola. She passed away a few years ago. The hotel room we were in though looked like my great grandma Ann's old apartment. My grandma Ann has been dead since 1990. So, we were at this hotel that looked like Grandma Ann's and the power went out right when I was in the kitchen trying to make creamcheese. Then some guy that worked at the hotel came in and was going to help us get out of there cause the power was out.
And damn! That's what I get for not writing this down yesterday. I forgot the rest. But, it was weird nonetheless.
Then this morning after Chris left I had another weird dream. I was in the Harlem Ave. CTA stop, but it was configured differently. And for some reason the tracks were up where the cars could cross it. And Tracy and I were waiting for the train like we used to when we both worked downtown. Then all of a sudden everyone was panicing because the train hit a car and it was totally crushed. It was a black family that was in the car and the old grandma, the mom and granddaughter got out ok, but the mom of the little girl didn't. So, we had to help take the grandma out of the way and somehow the EL train got lifted out of the way and in vivid detail I could see the girls leg and guts and brains. I started crying and couldn't look anymore. I was just so upset.
Then I woke up. What the hell is going on in my mind? Why would I dream such a horrible thing? I decided not to go back to sleep after that one.
And damn! That's what I get for not writing this down yesterday. I forgot the rest. But, it was weird nonetheless.
Then this morning after Chris left I had another weird dream. I was in the Harlem Ave. CTA stop, but it was configured differently. And for some reason the tracks were up where the cars could cross it. And Tracy and I were waiting for the train like we used to when we both worked downtown. Then all of a sudden everyone was panicing because the train hit a car and it was totally crushed. It was a black family that was in the car and the old grandma, the mom and granddaughter got out ok, but the mom of the little girl didn't. So, we had to help take the grandma out of the way and somehow the EL train got lifted out of the way and in vivid detail I could see the girls leg and guts and brains. I started crying and couldn't look anymore. I was just so upset.
Then I woke up. What the hell is going on in my mind? Why would I dream such a horrible thing? I decided not to go back to sleep after that one.