i greet you from the other side of sorrow and despair
had a terrible night last night. terrible nightmares about being trapped on the wet side of six inches of water almost drowning for hours. the oddest part was i knew i was dreaming but i couldn't make myself wake up.. i had the odd sensation that i was being KEPT from waking up but i don't know by who or what. strangely, maybe it's sleep deprivation euphoria, i feel better today. i even laughed at the inevitable and predictable jokes bill made at my expense... but he's still a prick.
so the car (i almost forgot)! it was parked right next to mine at the metro station. this is odd: all of the windows are black, i don't mean dark, i mean black, opaque. and as i'm leaning over the front windshield cupping my hands around my eyes and wondering how the how the hell they see out of there the engine starts. i came within an inch of shitting my self. whoever was in there obviously waited for just the right moment to scare the bejeezus out of me. i'd probably have done the same thing if some jackass was smashing his face up against my windshield but i can't help being a little pissed off. i wasn't sure what to do with myself at the time so i just sort of jog-walked around to the driver's side of the car and pulled out as fast as i could.
i don' think i checked the rearview once the whole drive home.
had a terrible night last night. terrible nightmares about being trapped on the wet side of six inches of water almost drowning for hours. the oddest part was i knew i was dreaming but i couldn't make myself wake up.. i had the odd sensation that i was being KEPT from waking up but i don't know by who or what. strangely, maybe it's sleep deprivation euphoria, i feel better today. i even laughed at the inevitable and predictable jokes bill made at my expense... but he's still a prick.
so the car (i almost forgot)! it was parked right next to mine at the metro station. this is odd: all of the windows are black, i don't mean dark, i mean black, opaque. and as i'm leaning over the front windshield cupping my hands around my eyes and wondering how the how the hell they see out of there the engine starts. i came within an inch of shitting my self. whoever was in there obviously waited for just the right moment to scare the bejeezus out of me. i'd probably have done the same thing if some jackass was smashing his face up against my windshield but i can't help being a little pissed off. i wasn't sure what to do with myself at the time so i just sort of jog-walked around to the driver's side of the car and pulled out as fast as i could.
i don' think i checked the rearview once the whole drive home.