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The other night I dreamt that I swallowed a shiny, plastic red ball the size of a marble. I pulled it out of a metal box with dozens of compartments, each one containing drugs in the same simplistic style - balls, pills, flat circles not unlike the wafer in a Catholic mass, etc. As it took effect, I could feel a lavender branch growing rapidly from my left ear and I made the noises of an owl sitting alone in a tree. Suddenly, I was walking through a labyrinth of burgundy walls with no ceiling, seeing couples of people I know but have never spoken to. It began to snow. The gray carpet became grass and before long my feet were wet.
A few days ago, I found out the then-store manager was murdered two years ago at the Blockbuster I work at. A 19-year old employee was robbing the store in the morning and she surprised him. He hit her with a brick, stabbed her repeatedly and cut her throat.
It is making me quite uncomfortable.
A few days ago, I found out the then-store manager was murdered two years ago at the Blockbuster I work at. A 19-year old employee was robbing the store in the morning and she surprised him. He hit her with a brick, stabbed her repeatedly and cut her throat.
It is making me quite uncomfortable.