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Long night of nightmares left me with the feeling I ought to make a will.
Dream #1
I made a realization about all world religions and made a big banner that stated it and hung it up at some big religious meeting or other. Don't recall what the realization was, but my mother yelled at me. And as a result of my banner I ended up on a tour of religious artifacts which was fascinating; and then got hugged against my will by a crow that had turned into a gore-dripping skeleton with wings who giggled incessantly. I was frantically trying to wash gore out of my hair in a water fountain when the tour group went on without me.
Dream #2
My grandma and Aunt Dawn opened a boutique shop selling world religious items and assorted nick-knackery. I was shopping with a friend from high school and the store got hit by a tornado. I broke my neck but was not dead. I got strapped down on a board and taken to wait for the next ambulance with a bunch of other folks. A kid from the old church youth group I went to was screwing around and ended up dropping my friggin board off the side of the waiting area, I landed on my head. It hurt. I started having trouble breathing. I wanted my mommy.
Dream #3
I was at some hospital and there was a doctor who was a horrible doctor and I had told someone and somehow I ended up paralyzed and having trouble breathing and he was going to operate on me. Mom came. She took me to the hospital that granny got operated on at where they royally fucked it up. I was paralyzed and dying and trying to tell my mom I loved her and that she should donate my organs. Dad came, he brought me new jeans and some candy. My legs were horrifically swollen.
Dream #4
I was at home but it was some house I don't ever recall seeing before. I collapsed in the dining room and Sammy T was there. I needed to call the emergency number and I got the phone, Sammy may have brought it to me. I called and wheezed into the phone (trouble breathing, a recurring theme) and the guy on the other end was like: "Hahaha Yeah, whatever. hahaha We'll send some one, is it at Wrong Address? No? hahaha well we'll send someone there and you can flag them down, right? hahhahaha." Jens was asleep. Sammy started gleefully trying to suffocate his little brother. I was fading in and out of consciousness.
There were more but I can barely remember them. Lots of hospitals, lots of trouble breathing. Lots of trying to relay to my mom that I loved her and trying to donate my organs. Huge feeling of impending death and the need to make a will.
So. If I kick the bucket:
Donate my organs. Cremate what is left and put the ashes under a pretty flowering plant of some sort, preferably not in a graveyard because those places creep me out - but at that point I probably won't be too picky.
My class rings, and wedding/engagement rings go to Sammy T. The rest of the jewelry goes to Samantha Jayne; except my half of the silver heart necklace, that goes back to Jens. Clothes go to Goodwill/Red Cross. Any money or assets go to Sammy T for college and/or tickets to the US to visit family.
If Jens and I both kick the bucket:
Same as above except Sammy T gets both halves of the silver heart necklace and Jens' wedding/engagement rings. See Jens' will or German law as to what ever else he'll inherit. And he is to go live with my sister Samantha Jayne. She gets custody.
Dream #1
I made a realization about all world religions and made a big banner that stated it and hung it up at some big religious meeting or other. Don't recall what the realization was, but my mother yelled at me. And as a result of my banner I ended up on a tour of religious artifacts which was fascinating; and then got hugged against my will by a crow that had turned into a gore-dripping skeleton with wings who giggled incessantly. I was frantically trying to wash gore out of my hair in a water fountain when the tour group went on without me.
Dream #2
My grandma and Aunt Dawn opened a boutique shop selling world religious items and assorted nick-knackery. I was shopping with a friend from high school and the store got hit by a tornado. I broke my neck but was not dead. I got strapped down on a board and taken to wait for the next ambulance with a bunch of other folks. A kid from the old church youth group I went to was screwing around and ended up dropping my friggin board off the side of the waiting area, I landed on my head. It hurt. I started having trouble breathing. I wanted my mommy.
Dream #3
I was at some hospital and there was a doctor who was a horrible doctor and I had told someone and somehow I ended up paralyzed and having trouble breathing and he was going to operate on me. Mom came. She took me to the hospital that granny got operated on at where they royally fucked it up. I was paralyzed and dying and trying to tell my mom I loved her and that she should donate my organs. Dad came, he brought me new jeans and some candy. My legs were horrifically swollen.
Dream #4
I was at home but it was some house I don't ever recall seeing before. I collapsed in the dining room and Sammy T was there. I needed to call the emergency number and I got the phone, Sammy may have brought it to me. I called and wheezed into the phone (trouble breathing, a recurring theme) and the guy on the other end was like: "Hahaha Yeah, whatever. hahaha We'll send some one, is it at Wrong Address? No? hahaha well we'll send someone there and you can flag them down, right? hahhahaha." Jens was asleep. Sammy started gleefully trying to suffocate his little brother. I was fading in and out of consciousness.
There were more but I can barely remember them. Lots of hospitals, lots of trouble breathing. Lots of trying to relay to my mom that I loved her and trying to donate my organs. Huge feeling of impending death and the need to make a will.
So. If I kick the bucket:
Donate my organs. Cremate what is left and put the ashes under a pretty flowering plant of some sort, preferably not in a graveyard because those places creep me out - but at that point I probably won't be too picky.
My class rings, and wedding/engagement rings go to Sammy T. The rest of the jewelry goes to Samantha Jayne; except my half of the silver heart necklace, that goes back to Jens. Clothes go to Goodwill/Red Cross. Any money or assets go to Sammy T for college and/or tickets to the US to visit family.
If Jens and I both kick the bucket:
Same as above except Sammy T gets both halves of the silver heart necklace and Jens' wedding/engagement rings. See Jens' will or German law as to what ever else he'll inherit. And he is to go live with my sister Samantha Jayne. She gets custody.