|But life, turns out that it’s nothing but a dream, and I'll miss it when it's gone
||[Sep. 7th, 2007|10:26 am]
Precariously placed alliterations and puns
|||||Life 2: The Unhappy Ending||]|
My subconcious seems to think it would be a good idea to speak to one friend in particular, get my grudges and grievances out in the open, and resolve to be bff's like forever omg.
Except, in my dream, it was mainly me doing a lot of screaming. And yelling. And said friend huddling in the corner. Starting when said friend sent an anonymous letter saying "I am leaving town goodbye forever" and I knew immediately it was them, stormed down their apartment, and started the yelling. They were just playing a joke to flush me out of hiding. And I was bringing up grievances in at a particularly nasty decibel, pitch, and timbre screaming. I scared myself even more than said friend.
And was then promptly bitten by a neighborhood dog. Seriously, Freud would have a fucking field day with my brain.
There was also a bit about moving in with Chris-Avery. But that is not particularly polite either for entirely different reasons. The boy's decision to randomly move to Denver, when he is used to Washington, will likely end in tears, I shit you not. but... it'll be interesting, to say the least.