BEHOLD! The Nightmare!
Last night I had a nightmare about my past. I dreamed I was locked in a small closet or something and was being forced to inject myself over and over. Except I wasn't shooting dope or anything pleasant, I was being forced to slam 409 or Drano or something. My skin was progessively turning blue and I started crying and the tears that streamed down my cheecks were windex. My arms become bloody stumps and were left in tatters. Then, when I finally finished it all and was happy that I would finally be able to go to a hospital and get helped... BOOOM! I am driving a car down the freeway towards the ER and as soon as I pull into the driveway of the hospital, BAM, I am t-boned by an abnormally large ambulance. And then that's it, I wake up. Does anyone have any clue as to what this dream might represent? My only assumption is that it relates to my current struggle with a new and sober life. What I mean is maybe, subconsciencely, I feel like I am going to finally get my feet firmly planted in a new life and then the rug will be ripped out from under me and I will lose everything; again. A fear of progession or a fear of success maybe. I don't know. Oh well. I gotta go out and "pound the pavement" looking for a dayjob so I will write later tonight. Love you all!
...Everything I need to know about life I learned watching "Full House"!
Paris Hilton = Adolf Hitler
...Everything I need to know about life I learned watching "Full House"!
Paris Hilton = Adolf Hitler