dreamz
The other day I dreamt that my mom left my dad for some big black old guy named Oliver. I was furious at her for this, because my dad was heartbroken, and I especially hated Oliver. However, then I became a serial killer, and since Oliver had serial killing experience, he helped me hide the bodies in hopes I'd like him better. We bonded over our serial killing and then there were goldfish that turned into oranges. I'm thinking of adapting this into a screenplay. (Maybe minus the goldfish part.) Thoughts?