benni

and i slept for thirteen hours... and all of my dreams were terrifying...

i was working... and running late. im not sure why i insisted on staying so late... but i packed up to leave and had no shoes... and there was a small boy outside waiting for me.

he must have been four or five. a tiny little runt of a boy, with a shock of dark hair and these huge green eyes... and then there wasn't just me, there was someone else, and this little boy, and we started to walk...

there was snow and ice on the road, and deep pools of water with that kind of white, brittle ice over the top of it... i had no shoes, and we all struggled to walk over the top of the ice without breaking it. every time we took a step that broke the ice, the shards would cut our ankles and our calves and we would leave trails of blood in the snow...

the boy reached his arms out to me and i picked him up, and carried him, cutting my feet every step of the way.

he rested his head on my shoulder.

he pointed out the way to his house, and we walked there; suddenly it was the middle of the day and the sun was out, all the snow and water and ice was gone... he waited for me while the two of us (who was my other friend?) entered a building that appeared to be abandoned...

there was a wave of panic once inside. the place was empty but freezing cold... every room we checked was dark. we came out into the foyer and all of the furnishings were rearranged. the front door had disappeared.

we started to panic. running from room to room, trying to find an exit. a loud shrill was coming from the walls and wouldnt stop, but there was nothing there but us.

we opened a door and stepped out and fell for what seemed like forever...

we landed in a river. the boy stood wide eyed and immobile on the shore as we were sucked away in the current... a creature that looked like a snake but had a thousand teeth in a maw on its underbelly bit the fingers off both my hands... i paddled for shore and left a trail of blood in the water...

he met me at the shore and my hands were intact, but there was blood running down my arms. i picked him up and carried him into the woods.

we found a clearing... we watched a man shoot blindly into the woods, and everytime he would shoot, there would be a pause before something in the woods would shoot back, hitting him everytime.

he slumped to the ground and didnt close his eyes.

the boy put his arms around my neck and whispered something in my ear...

i woke up this morning panicked and with a blinding headache... three hours later my nose started bleeding. i haven't had a nosebleed in ten years...

next time i sleep, i hope i rest.


when the dreams stop, my lighthearted nonsense will be back in full force...

but until they go, i think i've found an easier way for me to keep a dream journal...

tell me something good. i pelvic thrust in your direction.

my friend flew away...