Jun 19, 2020 22:30
Last night I had a dream where I watched an episode of my favorite TV show, The Good Place; in the dream, Michael visited all of the four humans after they were returned on Earth with their memories erased. In order to restore their memories, he had to plug them into some sort of a machine and recharge them, and when it was Jason Mendoza's turn, the machine said something like "Subject has too little intelligence. Expect to be fully charged by Dec 16th 2020".
In the same dream, Eleanor Shellstrop had started working in a café after she quit working at the sham pharmaceutical company. When a customer asked for a single- use cup, Eleanor screamed "Are you dumb or something? Use a washable cup instead!"
In another dream, I was doing my Christmas shopping in a shop that sold musical instruments.
In yet another dream, I lived in a sort of a commune by a seashore. It was full of small one- room houses. I got up at fifteen minutes to seven o'clock in the evening (6:45 pm) and lamented that I had to go visit my parents to collect the monthly allowance before going to see my friends with whom I was going shopping with before heading to the Midsummer party.
I woke up and took a quick look at my smartphone and noticed that it was only fifteen minutes to nine o'clock in the morning (8:45 am). I made the daily donations to Greater Good, Free Kibble, and Free The Ocean on my smartphone.
I got up, took my morning meds, got dressed, and dabbed lotion on my face.
I called my mother and asked her if I can come over, she said I can.
I took a bus. I was wearing the dress I had bought, it wasn't cold outside but I felt terribly exposed, like I was wearing a negligeé.
Once at my parents' home, dad answered the door. Mom had gone to the ATM machine.
Dad gave me 20 euros "holiday money" like he had given my brother too. When mom came home, she gave me the monthly allowance and told me to wear something warm.
I took a bus back home, and once there, I put a Ramones t- shirt over my negligee and a pair of black leggings under my negligee, and I immediately felt my confidence returning.
I went to the supermarket and bought two pairs of leggings, a tube of sun protection lotion for my body and another tube of lotion for my face, a fancy new pair of sunglasses, and a tube of face scrub.
I went back home, and later that day Suavecito came over. We went back to the supermarket, I bought some small pots of pudding and a lip balm.
Suavecito drove us to Furby's home. We had coffee and treats, and later Rige came for a visit too.
I started feeling anxious, everyone was shouting and others were feeling anxious too. I decided to leave, and took a bus to Ore City and then a bus to Heart City and then a subway to Cross City and then a bus back home. On the last bus, there was a man startled by a wasp because he was allergic to them, and I offered to slap the wasp dead.
Once back in my hometown, I went to the supermarket and bought another two pairs of black leggings. I need another two pairs and then I will have enough for two weeks.
I also went to the pharmacy and picked up some of my prescribed medicine.
I went back home and fetched the laundry from the downstairs drying room. Once home, I took my evening meds and sprayed Nasonex into my nostrils. I put my pills into my Dosett, cut the price tags off the leggings and put the leggings into the laundry basket, and then I had some pudding.
Tomorrow I will do plenty of housework; change the towels, take out the recycling, wash the dishes, tidy up the bathroom, sort out the laundry and wash another load of laundry and take them downstairs to the drying room.
About at four o'clock in the afternoon, I will go see my parents. I will take along my prescribed meds, my toothbrush, a nightie and spare underwear.
On Sunday, I will go back home after my dad has given me the weekly allowance and I have called my granny. I will go shopping again, perhaps I will buy the rest of the leggings.
party,
midsummer,
friends,
monthly allowance,
urbane adventure,
holidays,
shopping,
dreams,
the good place,
good deeds